Chapter 35

He must have felt the change in my attitude, or perhaps he read the thoughts on my face, because a split second after I freeze, he is standing up and pulling me with him. He kisses me again with the same urgency as before, despite my dulled response.

“I want you to turn around,” he whispers against my lips, “and bend over.”

He takes my pause as an opportunity to run his hand down my chest and stomach. My body betrays my brain, shuddering under his touch as his palm leaves a hot trail in its wake. Once he reaches my hips, he spins me around, and in my shock, I don’t have the brainpower to resist.

His hands slide up my back to my shoulders, where he sweeps my hair out of the way to kiss my bare skin. Small, delicate kisses trail over my shoulder and up to my neck. Once he sees my head tilt slightly, giving him better access, he smiles to himself and starts guiding