Chapter twenty-four

Drego

Nichole kissed me. Her touch was so light I almost couldn't feel it. And yet, it left me wanting more. The small voice at the back of my head still gnawed at me. It reminded me of all the reasons why being with her was a bad idea. None of which was her fault. At the top of that list was that I would hurt her. I agreed with it.

But I couldn't stop my next action. With impatience, I grabbed Nichole by her waist and pulled her towards me closing the gap between us. Immediately, I crashed my lips into her own, tongue dancing inside her mouth. With one hand I found her breast and began to knead. The other remained on her waist. Nichole moaned when my hand found her other breast. Her reaction to my touch made me eager to do more.

The voice was louder in my head. But more than it, seeing Nichole's lust filled eyes had more effect on me than any warning.