Chapter 55

The kiss lasted all of two minutes, but it was still hands down the best Cassie had ever had. Nothing, no one could beat Andino’s kisses. They had a way of messing with her head, making her feel drunk on the taste of his lips and addicted to his musky scent. She hummed, hell, all of her body hummed with passion, as she pulled away, licking her lips, savoring his taste.

“You really shouldn’t do that,” Keith said, his voice husky with need. If he had hoped that kiss would do something to ease the burning need he felt for Cassandra, then he had hoped wrong. Nothing could ease the fire in him that burned for her. Nothing except Cassie herself.

“Why?” She teased, raising her neck to place a kiss on his bobbing Adam’s apple. “Can’t handle the heat, Andino?”

“You certainly have a fondness for calling me by my last name,” He replied, struggling to control his breathing. The last thing he wanted was for her to think he was a slobbering mess every time she touched him.