Chapter 18
HEATH
I kiss her.
I reach for her, needing to feel all her f*****g warmth. With a push of my fears to the side, I replace them with a lust that only Violet can ignite, letting my body show all the need I’ve bottled up.
I bite down a groan.
Violet echoes the noise, with a tiny whimper of her own, a frustrated sound that echoes exactly what I feel.
“Heath,” she mutters as I shower her lush mouth with kisses. “What are we doing?”
My mouth roams lower.
“Exactly what I’ve wanted to do since the last time I’ve tasted you,” I speak under her jaw. “And exactly what we both need.”
I decide that I want to push her over the edge, and my hand lowers between us, cupping one perfect tit. Her formerly dormant hands come alive. My fingers brush higher and higher under her shirt, cuppin
