Page 30 of Destined for Him

It’s like they’re on fire.

I can barely breathe as he crosses over to me, taking me into his arms and tugging me close. His eyes search mine for a minute before he curses, then slams his mouth against mine.

I almost melt.

I’ve wanted this for so long.

His tongue delves into my mouth as his hands drag through my hair, earning a yelp from me. He tastes of whiskey and spearmint…has he brushed his teeth?

Fuck, I don’t care.

We move as one to the sofa, our hands throwing the cushions off before we fall onto it, a tangle of limbs. I kick my shoes off, not caring where they land.

He groans into my mouth when I wrap my legs around his waist, my dress riding up to reveal I wasn’t kidding about the no-underwear-thing.

“Shelby.” He hisses my name from between gritted teeth as he stares down at the sight of me completely bared to him.

I smirk before pulling him back to my mouth, enjoying the taste of him on my tongue.

He thrusts against me and I almost die at the feeling of his dick between my legs.

I feel delirious, like I’m high.

This must be what it feels like to be on drugs.

I’m floating, staring down at the sight of me and Kevin making out on his sofa, his brawn covering me, his hips thrusting against my sex.

Fuck!

It’s so hot to watch.

Then Kevin pulls away, lifting me to my feet before tugging down my dress to cover my thighs.

“I can’t go any further, Shelby,” he whispers, his fingers laced with mine as he studies my lips.

Something feels different now.

Like he’s finally admitting it.

My heart bounces around as I nod my understanding, trying to hide my frustration.

“Kissing is enough,” I say, standing on tiptoes to reach his mouth which is already dipping to mine.

He’s everything I thought he would be, but his eyes…he looks tormented.

I don’t want us to dwell on it tonight, so when he glances at the stairs I decide to take the lead.

“I can sleep in Ivy's room if you want.”

“No.”

Kevin shakes his head and moves for the stairs, stopping to look at me.

For a hot minute, I’m sure he’s about to tell me to sleep on the sofa, but he tilts his head.

“Sleep with me.”

Oh my God. Is this really happening? Am I going to sleep beside my dream man?

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