Chapter 121. Something Special

Fiona knew she ought to be upset. How could she not have known? She felt like a fool; something should have clued her in. She should have noticed. Now that she thought about it, there was definitely a similarity. Her eyes traced his face, from his lovely hair to his gorgeous hazel eyes to his beautifully carved nose to his chin. Without intending to, she stretched up and kissed him. He did not delay with his response and met her passion with his.

The kiss moved from soft and adoring to hurried and passionate. She gasped, licked, and bit, and he followed her pace just right. She was crawling onto his body before she knew it, and he was helping her. His hand that had rested lazily on her ass pushed her up, and she loved the friction that caused so much that she gasped and repeated it again. She widened her legs over his front, bracketing his hips with her thighs.

She went back and forth over the soft material of his clothes, and he groaned into her mouth, setting her ski