Chapter SevenElle
Finally, I think, leaning into Nic. His full lips are pressed against mine, and my heart is beating so hard, I can barely breathe.
His kiss is tender, yet demanding. Soft, yet firm. Bossy, yet so accommodating. If this kiss is any indication of how good he is in bed, I’m in for a wild ride.
I don’t know if it’s all the champagne I drank earlier, but I’m drunk on the feeling of Nic’s body close to mine.
He presses his hand to a spot on my lower back, just above my butt, and I let out a little moan. Heat floods my body, going straight between my legs. His tongue teases mine, slowly at first and then more insistently, and a shiver runs through me.
The sounds of the reception have all faded away, and any doubts that Christine planted in my head are gone. When he pulls ba
