I've kissed a fair share of men in my short twenty four years, but I can't remember a single moment that I felt this euphoric.
I can't remember the last time I was so thrilled.
The the fact that we shouldn't be doing this, right here, right now, makes me even more exhilarated.
Brent could see us, or Tori, or my parents, or anyone else... But I don't care. I just want him to keep kissing me.
I can't feel anything apart from the dull thudding of my heart and everything Ryder. His masculinity makes me crazy. The strength emanating from him; the power and the control that comes with him is enough to make my legs go weak.
After being stuck with Brent for the last two months, it's such a pleasure to be in his arms.
I groan as I pull back.
Shit!
What am I thinking?
I don't know eve
