Page 39 of Wild Obsession
I smoothed her hair back from her face, and pinched her chin, forcing her mouth up to meet mine.My lips devoured hers—hungry and unapologetic.I fucked into her mouth with my tongue, wishing it was my cock.Wishing there was time to make her come again.
When I finally pulled away, she whimpered, the sound traveling through me.
“I had a really good time, Dylan,” she said, breathless, her voice full of regret.
“Me too,enchanté.”
I kissed her once more, slow this time.Then I let her go.
She got up, gathered her dress from where it had fallen, and disappeared into the bathroom to change.
I stayed in bed and listened to the water run.
For the second time in less than twenty-four hours, I had no idea what was happening to me.But for the first time in a long time, I wasn’t sure I wanted to fight it.
