Page 82 of The Chemistry of Us

“Either or.”

I knew one thing for sure. Tonight, I wouldn’t be pushing her away. Giving in to temptation, I claimed her lips.

With no intention … of just stopping there.

I kissed her until nothing else mattered, knowing deep down in the pit of my stomach this wouldn’t change anything between us. She was chasing away my demons while I was merely becoming one of hers.

Our mouths were starving for affection.

Aching for relief.

I desperately wanted to lose myself inside her.

“You want me, Tru?”

“Always.”

It was all I needed to hear before I reached for the hem of her dress and slid it off her body, leaving her in nothing but her panties. With a predatory regard, I devoured every inch of her bare skin. From her rose-colored nipples to her perky, supple tits, down to her narrow, slender waist, and her luscious ass and thighs.

I groaned. Slipping off her panties, I crawled my way up her body, kissing, licking, caressing.

The addictive sounds she was making.

The way her body kept shuddering beneath mine.

The scent of her.

It all had me losing my mind.

“Tru,” I rasped.

She swallowed hard, her chest rising and falling, waiting, eager, ready…

This was definitely a bad idea, but I was going to make her feel so good, and it was the only thing that mattered at that moment. She moaned in response, and there was no hesitation on my part when I took her in.

She moaned again, and her thighs clenched.

Grinning, I nudged my nose along her heated flesh. When I lightly ran the tip of my tongue over her clit, her breathing instantly became heavy and intoxicating. I knew her heart was beating rapidly out of her chest, making it difficult to catch her next breath. With each stroke of my tongue, I showed her how weak I was when it came to her.

She covered her face, and I licked from her opening to her clit.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me?”

“Please,” she begged in a breathless tone.

“Please what? All I keep thinking about is how good you’re going to taste when I make you come in my mouth.”

Her eyes widened.

“How fast do you think I can make you come?”

“Oh, so you’re being cocky now?”

“Not cocky when I’m about to make you sit on my face.”

“Wha—”

I flipped us over, placing her pussy where I wanted it. Our eyes locked, and all I could see was lust.

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