Chapter 18

• DEX
• I reach up, my hands finding the thin straps of her T-shirt. Without thinking, I pull, and the fabric tears easily. The soft cloth slides down her smooth skin like falling water until it pools at her feet. Her body gleams in the faint light, every curve calling to me. My mouth moves before my mind catches up, finding the warmth of her breast.
• Lydia gasps, a sound that fills the quiet room. Her hands come up, pressing my face closer. My tongue moves slowly around her, tracing delicate circles until my teeth catch lightly at her sensitive skin. She moans my name, the sound trembling between us, and her hips shift against mine in a rhythm I remember too well.