Chapter 38

Fallon’s POV

My hands wrapped tightly around his neck as he strutted to his room. As soon as he sat on the bed with me straddling him, I began kissing him.

The rhythm of his hands sent shivers down my spine. I kissed his neck, taking my time to explore all the spots I’d always wanted.

In a flash, he spun us around so that my back was on the bed while his tongue traveled around my skin.

He stopped. I whimpered in protest, missing his touch.

“Stay still. I want to take you in,” he said while his golden brown eyes began their assessment.

A knot twisted in my stomach under his hard gaze. Each time his eyes moved, my body reacted.

I distracted myself by taking a tour of his physique. My first stop was his beautiful, broad chest. I swallowed hard as I imagined my tongue exploring every inch.

My eyes continued their sightseeing. How does this man look perfectly sculpted? Perfect enough that clothes do not do him an ounce of justice.