As soon as he cups my head between his large hands and lets out a deep growl, all my worries fade away.
I’m in a safe place.
I want this.
No.
Ineedthis.
I needhim.
And just like that, Roderick Wolfe relinquishes his role as my best friend.
He’s no longer the loyal guardian who watches over me and protects me.
Gone is the man I’ve placed on a pedestal because he’s the only one who’s never betrayed or hurt me.
He’s now the smoking hot guy who’s devouring the hell out of me. And I’m not afraid to say, I’m relishing every second of it.
CHAPTER 13
Roderick
Dom is giving me one night.
She could’ve refused, but she didn’t.
She wants this as much as I do.
We’ve been skirting around our attraction for far too long. It’s time we did something about it before I go fucking crazy.
I lean into her and press a soft kiss to her lips. Unrushed, I linger, taunt, tease, but never deepening the kiss. I want to give her time. Heck, I need time. This is combustive and my mind has yet to catch up. She melts into my kiss, allowing my tongue to flirt with hers. I welcome her taste when her sweetness floods my tongue. I cup her face and draw her into me.
Jesus Christ, those little mewls of hers will be the end of me.
I press my body against hers until her hard nipples are scratching my chest through my shirt.
“Dear, God,” she gasps at the contact.
“Fuck,” I growl.
Our kiss grows urgent with every tongue stroke.
It’s scorching.
It’s hotter than a heatwave in the middle of the Mojave Desert.
It’s laced with pent-up lust.
For six months we’ve been pretending. Choosing to be oblivious rather than to give in to what we both needed.
Dom can live in her shell sometimes, I didn’t expect this from her.
She matches my voraciousness with unwavering passion.
Damn, she responds beautifully.
Kissing Dom shouldn’t feel this fucking good the second time around.
