CASSIAN
I'd had my fair share of beautiful women and more than a few good kisses from skilled women, but this one… it was like her lips were designed just for me.
Inexperienced and perfect.
Those soft lips on mine, followed by a stroke of her tongue, made a throaty sigh escape my lungs. I caught it in.
I fucking couldn't let her see how knocked up I was.
My hand dropped to her side, brushing her hip slightly. Her skin burned against my fingers.
God, she undid me.
Her breath on my face was hot enough to liquefy my entire system. Jesus!
Before I had time to taste that bliss on her tongue again, she pulled back, but fuck, I already had a hard-on.
"That was just a platonic gesture. And just so you know, it wasn't up to my standard," she said, like it was something she'd done to many men.
And I was somehow rounded up in that fucking list.
Fuck!
