Faith
Dillon’s lips on my shoulder were soft and I felt myself lean back against him , my head falling back as his lips became more insistently .
It was so easy being with him. As natural as breathing.
“Ok that’s hot but I want in as well.”
The teasing note in Huntets voice made my eyes fly open.
Heat flooded my cheeks at the look in his eyes. Blushing I hung my head. What had I been thinking?
“Kiss her Hunter.”
I jumped at the raw need in Dillon’s voice.
“I don’t think she wants me to.” But even as he said the words his lips brushed the edge of my mouth. “I think she is shy.”
“I’m not” His mouth slanted over mine, silencing me. His tongue tracing the seam of my lips , demanding entrance and I sighed.
Hadn’t I thought this was all a dream? It felt like months ago but had told my
