Chapter 74

• Lana
• Dominic’s hands slide over my ass, firm and sure, then he lifts me up with ease. My legs wrap around his waist on instinct. I cling to him like he’s the only solid thing left in a storm, like if I let go, I’ll drown in everything I’m feeling. My thoughts spin. Are we really doing this? No rules. No lines. Just us.
• He moves fast, crossing the space from the kitchen to the couch in long, confident strides. His mouth never leaves mine.