Page 58 of Secret Love

Seriously. Don’t do this.

But I bend down anyway. I touch Fox’s cheek. I purse my lips and close my eyes.

I kiss him on the mouth. It’s stiff and not at all relaxed but it still sends fire throughout my body.

I step back and turn my burning face away from him. “Thank you,” I say.

With fast feet, I move toward the door.

“Wait,” Fox says.

“No, I should—”

He catches up to me before I reach the hallway. I shudder with nerves as he takes hold of my arm with one hand and uses the other to close the door. He looks at me with those boyish, playful eyes and smiles.

“You’re never gonna convince them if you do it like that,” he says.

I blink with confusion as Fox leans in again. He kisses me back but not the simple, childish peck I gave him before. His lips cradle my own, soft yet firm and wild. I freeze in place, feeling my heart expand as his hands crawl around my back. He purses his lips, gently coaching mine to move along with his. I part my mouth, tasting the sweet warmth of his breath as his body quivers. His tongue playfully taps my bottom lip and I shudder with an eager greed I’ve never felt before.

I kiss him back. It doesn’t take long for me to learn how and when to move my mouth. When to breathe. How to be quiet.

It doesn’t take long for it to feel good.

Really good.

Fox breaks away. “There,” he whispers, his breath warm on my cheek. “Do it like that.”

My knees quake beneath me. “Okay…”

He turns and steps away, coming to a quick stop in front of his desk in the corner. I linger in place by the closed door, unable to deny to heat making its way through my system.

“Fox,” I say.

“What?” he asks, his head down.

I lick my tender lips and my tongue twitches. “I thought you hated me,” I whisper.

Fox looks at me beneath a heavy brow. “Yeah,” he says. “I did, too.”

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