Chapter 60 Sexual Tension

• Sage
• Her moan vibrated against my tongue as I sucked at that tender spot on her neck again, harder, marking her because I couldn’t fucking help it. The taste of her skin, the way her small body trembled and arched into me. It was shredding the last threads of my control.
• I pulled back just enough to see her face: lips swollen and glistening from my mouth, eyes half-lidded and dark with need, chest heaving under that thin sweater. My hands were already under the fabric, palms gliding over the satin heat of her back, thumbs tracing the edge of her bra like they had a mind of their own.