I melt into the kiss. Neil doesn’t break it, even as he rises from his chair and wraps his arms around me. He pulls me into him.
When my hands touch his bandaged chest, I pause. I break the kiss enough to say, “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” Neil says into my mouth, and closes the distance between us once more.
I lift my hands from his chest and comb them through his hair instead.
His kiss is relentless, his tongue delving deeply into my mouth, tasting, teasing. His commanding side is returning, but it still feels gentler somehow. Either he’s holding himself back or…
I break the kiss again. He chases my mouth and for a moment, I give in, falling into him. So easily, I could lose my thoughts to this moment. I’m ready to surrender my body as well.
Neil’s very presence is overw
