Chapter 112. Best Feeling

CHARLOTTE

My chest tightened and my breath snagged.

“I’m yours too, babe.” I replied.

He smirked at that.

His hand slid from my hair to the back of my neck, tilting my head up just a little.

“Leo…”

“Yes?” His voice was a deep rumble.

“I—”

I didn’t finish.

His mouth met mine, parting softly into a deep kiss.

It wasn’t rushed.

It was soft at first… teasing… like he was giving me a chance to pull away if I wasn’t comfortable.

I didn’t pull away.

Hell, I’m not that stupid.

His fresh breath was something else.

I gripped his shirt with both hands, and he groaned—low and quiet—like he’d been holding that sound for years.

His left hand went low and gave my backside a rough squeeze that snatched the air from my lungs.

This is bad.

We are still in an elevator.

The kiss deepened.

His other hand slid from my neck to my waist, pulling me against his chest. My legs felt weak, an