Chapter 50

• RONNELL POV
• Pushing my elbow, I yanked my T-shirt off. Her palms were drawn to my chest like a magnet, sliding along my width and then down to my abdomen. God, she's killing me. Her tongue darted out, wetting her upper lip, and I was dangerously close to losing control. The scent of her perfume mixed with the heat of the room, creating a heady intoxication. I wanted to devour her.
• I fingered the thin straps of her top. “Can I take this off, too?”