Chapter 142

• ~Ivy
• Ethan’s lips were impossible to resist—hot, hungry, and tasting so fcking sweet* I thought I’d drown in them. His kiss deepened, his hand sliding up to cradle my face as his body pressed into mine. For the first time, I didn’t dodge him. I wanted more… so much more.
• His palm drifted lower, gripping my a$$ with a firm, possessive squeeze that made me gasp softly into his mouth. My heart pounded as his lips trailed down to my neck, the heat of his breath making my knees weak. Each slow kiss there sent shivers through me, each graze of his teeth leaving my thoughts tangled.