Chapter 5

He kisses me softly, wickedly confident in his sexual prowess, and I don’t refuse. Hating myself for being so pathetic, but at the same time, how can I ever turn down all the hotness of the single sexiest man I have ever known.

All hard muscle and tattoos and a face that makes me go to goo. His kiss alone has me surrendering my soul, and I open my mouth, so he can slide his tongue against mine, bringing me to complete control with the way he only can make love to my mouth. Arry is working his fingers under the edge of my underwear, and I exhale slowly, urging him to keep going even as I pull away and frown at him sternly.

“Sex isn’t the answer to every time you’re a jerk.” I point out breathlessly. Although while I’m saying it, I’m curling myself around him, tilting my head, so his lips graze mine more intimately. Allowing him to move against me snugly and turn me on effortlessly. He still feels like he was made to fit me perfectly, and every time we connect this way, it