chapter 52

Macey “You’re right, it is inevitable. But that doesn’t mean it has to be unpleasant, right?” I ask before climbing between his legs. His eyes weigh heavily on me as I reach for the waistband of his pants. My fingers tremble as I grip them and slide them down his legs, only for him to grab my shoulders and haul me up his body. He crushes me against his body, and rolls on top of me, his hips sliding between my legs and pressing against me as he purrs. His hands reach for the thin slip dress and he bunches it before slipping it over my head. Tossing it aside, his lips go to my chest. My skin buzzes and comes alive at his touch, tingles spreading everywhere as he captures my nipple in his mouth. After a moment, his lips trail down my ribs, nipping and grazing my flesh with his teeth. I swallow, trying to ignore our bond that’s telling me to give myself to him; despite not wanting his hands pawing over me or his lips tasting me, the sensations are overwhelming. At least down there, he’ll b