Chapter 21

Ryan’s POV

The second my hands closed over her ass I knew I wasn’t letting go, not now, not when she was right here pressed against me, kissing me like she wanted to drown in it, like breathing wasn’t even a priority anymore, and I kissed her back just as hungrily, my hands moving without thought, sliding up her back, around her waist, gripping and dragging her even closer because somehow, even with her chest pressed hard to mine, it still didn’t feel close enough.

She pulled me deeper, her hand slipping under my white shirt, and the moment her palm met my bare chest I groaned into her mouth, the sound low and rough, my muscles tensing under her touch as my pulse kicked up hard. She fumbled at my buttons in her rush, but when they didn’t open fast enough she just tore the shirt apart, buttons scattering across the floor, and I couldn’t bring myself to care for even a second.

I kept kissing her while she shoved the shirt from my shoulders, swallowing every m