*Shelby*
“Just for tonight," I whispered, biting my bottom lip. Sleeping with Michael even for just one night was probably a bad decision, but I didn't care at the moment.
I was so caught up in the emotions he sent spiraling through me, I couldn't bring myself to say no. At his touch, my skin was on fire, and the taste of him lingered on my lips even after he pulled away.
It was all the invitation that he needed to pick me up and kiss me again and again. He trailed a soft touch up my side and my skin prickled at his wandering hand. He laid me back against the soft cushions, and I caught a brief glimpse of his skin as his shirt billowed.
I couldn't help but run my hand up his stomach feeling each well-defined ripple of muscle. Goosebumps appeared in waves along my body as the heat of
