Chapter 38 Avery

• AVERY
• I’ve been kissed before, but nothing in the world compares to this. This is hot, heavy, passionate, and needy. Drake’s lips consume mine. Desperation and weeks of tension have come to a head. I melt into him like it’s a necessity for my survival, to feel alive. Shaky hands explore his body, my fingers exploring the cotton fabric, awed by the muscles rippling underneath.
• Drake vibrates from my touch, his mouth breaking away from my mine, to travel along my chin. My entire body is on fire, and yet I have chills running down my spine. God, he is beautiful. I’m weak in the knees, using the wall to keep me upright, while he nuzzles into the sensitive skin on my neck.