Chapter 48

Oaklyn couldn’t think. She was barely able to remember to breathe. His touch felt like it was branding her, and she didn’t want him to stop. His kisses engulfed her in flames. With each breath, she took his scent into her body, and it felt like it was part of her now. A part that she hadn’t realized she needed until this moment. Walking away from him was going to be impossible. She looked at him. He was watching her. His breath against her was caressing her very core. She couldn’t think to speak and hoped he wasn’t waiting for a sign that she consented for him to continue.
He grasped her thighs and pulled her closer to the edge of the cool wood beneath her bottom. He was so hesitant and careful with everything he did, but not this. In this, he didn’t hesitate, and it was setting her ablaze. His mouth closed over her, and she moaned and dropped her head back against the mirror. She gripped the edge of the dresser because she was afraid she’d tear into his skin if she was touching him right now. He used his tongue and teeth and brought her so close to the edge of an orgasm that with each breath, she made low, quiet animal sounds.
When he suddenly stopped and moved away from her, she was dizzy with need. Opening her eyes, she saw him strip the shorts from his body and barely had a second to appreciate his nakedness before he picked her up and lifted her like she weighed no more than a child.