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Our lips seeking out each other for more.

Our hearts thudding to the same perplexing rhythm.

My cock thickens in my jeans.

Riley Johnson is a complicated paradox. Together, we are water and fire. We don’t mix; we never will. Our pieces don’t fit together.

And I just made the gravest mistake of my life.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Riley — 18 years old

I wasn’t expecting his lips to be so soft. Or to taste like mint.

His kiss is demanding, yet…gentle.

Something pulses between us, electrifying and powerful. A stolen moment: a stolen kiss that lasted far longer than it should.

His hand comes up and his fingers slip behind my head, curling around the nape. He tilts my head and deepens the kiss. My brain is screaming at me to push him away, to be angry. And I am. Absolutely furious. But my fingers dig into his shoulders. I don’t pull him closer, but I don’t push him away either.

Adrenaline courses through my veins, and oh his kiss—

I gasp into his lips, and he groans. The deep rumble resonates through my entire body, all the way to my toes.

Colton Bennett is kissing me.

It’s wrong. Our fathers would probably disown us if they ever find out.

And I hate him.

So, why does it feel right? Why can’t I push him away? Why does his touch not disgust me and why…why does his embrace feel more comforting than Jasper’s?

He nips my lower lip and the gentle bite stings. I whimper again.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

This is wrong.

I shouldn’t like this, and I hate that I do.

I am a woman full of need, and Colton is here — giving me what I’ve been craving for so long. Human touch. To be kissed, to be desired.

Colton swallows my moan and my fingers dig deeper into his flesh. He grunts in response, but the bite of my nails only spurs him on more.

I’ve been kissed before. By Jasper. But it was nothing like this.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Somehow, a simple kiss…turns into more. Something unexpected.

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