Chapter 65

She took a step towards him and he let her come. She ran her hands up his chest and over his shoulders, pushing his shirt off. He let it drop to the floor. She laid her head on his chest and he was unable to resist his hand moving up to thread through her rose gold tresses. “I’m over him, Brian,” she said softly. “I promise you, I don’t want Nathan.” She tipped her head up to him. “I want you.” He crashed his lips down onto hers, wanting to brand her, wanting to mark her as his. She returned his fervor with her own. This wasn’t gentle, tender loving, this was passion and heat and hunger. He gripped her hair, tugging it so her head tilted, giving him the access he wanted. She bit his lip in response and then soothed it with her tongue and he groaned with need. Her hands found his buckle and she undid it quickly, and efficiently. He tugged at the bodice of her dress, exposing a lace-clad breast. He tweaked her nipple with force, and she moaned. He did it again as he plunged his tongue in