A gasp escaped her lips, and goosebumps rose on her skin when Peter's lips met hers. This was not her first kiss with a man; she had never actively kissed anyone before, but this was the first time she had allowed it to happen.
Linnea was uncertain about what she wanted at this point. Did she also want to experience what sex felt like? Had she been craving this without realizing it all along, or was she doing this to get back at the triplets for what they had done to her?
She had previously told herself she would cheat on them, but now she wasn't sure if she was acting out of desire or revenge against her mates.
Linnea let Peter pull her closer; he lifted her effortlessly from the bed and placed her on his lap. Once seated, memories of straddling Thatcher flooded her mind, causing her to stiffen. Peter noticed and touched her shoulders, helping her relax.