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I feel...
Everything.
Hot blood fires through me. Cold chills spark my nerves. My heart pounds, wild and erratic, hard enough to bruise my ribs.
I’m not sure how long it lasts. I wait with open eyes; hers closed. Lips purse against mine. Wet and plump. Smooth and delicious.
Dana breaks contact, her face retreating a mere inch as she takes a breath. She flutters her eyes open. Clearly, the kiss took herself by surprise as much as it did me. She braces, wondering what I’ll do in response. Hell. I wonder that, too.
What should I do?
I should get up. I should leave here now, vowing to never come back.
I should pretend this was nothing more than a tipsy college mistake.
But I kiss her back, taking her lips harder than she took mine.
CHAPTER 15
CONNOR
Urgency races through me, exciting and uncomfortable, but not entirely unwelcome. I touch her cheeks, my fingers grazing stickers and skin as our lips part for another deeper kiss.
Dana grips my jacket and pushes it back over my arms. I toss it aside, letting it fall from the bed as she pulls me on top of her. I curl an arm around her, our chests pressing together closer than a friendly embrace.
Another kiss, another urge to take even more. My other hand comes to rest on her side, the edge of my thumb brushing against her breast. Her hand moves to my thigh, dangerously close to the bulge taking over my lap.
“Dana.”
Her name echoes in my mind, on my breath, on my tongue, close to losing all meaning. Days ago, Dana was Dana. Now, Dana is a wicked drug. An elixir far too tempting to ignore, to resist.
She touches my hand, the one lingering near her breast. Some ounce of rational thought must have slipped through because she tilts away, breaking our kiss as she moves my palm...
And places it on her breast.
Or maybe rational thought has taken the night off.
“Touch me, Connor,” she says, her voice breathy and wild.
My hand twitches. Her breast is supple and round through her dress, the shadow of her hard nipple noticeable. I squeeze, unable to resist her seduction; a forbidden fruit, far too sweet. My cock hardens, my jeans more than a little uncomfortable as I lean even closer, towering over her little body on the bed.
I kiss her again, a moan dripping off her tongue as it caresses against mine. Her body writhes beneath my touch, her back arching and urging me to fondle her. Again, she guides my hand, running it down her body, along her stomach and belly toward her…
I inhale sharply as she moves it beneath her skirt.
“Touch me,” she whispers, our lips still locked. “I want you to…”
My fingers brush against smooth cotton, the irresistible silk of her body. Hot. Soft. Untouched.
And wet.
I rub softly over the fabric, tracing the line as I steal another hard kiss. Her body stiffens in response, welcoming a cascade of shivers as I press a little harder.
“Shh,” I say, nipping her bottom lip, one ear locked on her door.
But I don’t stop. I couldn’t even if I wanted to.
One taste was all it took to break me.
