Chapter Thirteen
KATIE
Our lips crash together, and teenage me is screaming inside. Having him like this shouldn’t feel so safe, so right, or so natural, but it does. It feels perfect.
I’m burning from the inside out as I moan and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him even closer. I’m being greedy and desperate, but I don’t give a damn. One kiss broke down barriers that have kept us apart since we were teenagers.
Noah’s hand lowers, then grips my a*s. I shouldn't like this. I shouldn't enjoy tasting his lips this much. I need him more than air, but I can’t deny how the confusion hits me like a punch to the gut. I fight an internal battle with my head and my heart.
His hardness presses against my stomach, and my body wants to lose control. This time, I know the feelings are mutual.
