Chapter 305 3 Pt 2

• Slowly, he did. I could see the war inside him—want and fear, guilt and hunger. I leaned in, pressing my lips to his, soft and tentative at first. He didn’t move, didn’t kiss me back. For a second I thought he might push me away.
• But then his hands tangled in my hair, and he kissed me hard, like he’d been starving for it. The rag dropped to the floor. He pulled me onto his lap, our bodies slotting together, heat surging between us. I felt his cock harden beneath me, thick and insistent through his jeans.
• “We shouldn’t,” he whispered against my mouth, but his hands gripped my waist, dragging me closer, his mouth hot and open over mine.