Chapter 172

She twisted— Twisted again— Ugh! Still wouldn’t budge! Why the hell was his body as hard as a rock?! She didn’t get anywhere twisting his waist, and now her own back was just about to snap. Her palm, heating up from the friction, was starting to tremble, her knees weak. The fire inside her was out of control. She gave up fighting, let him take what he wanted. At last, that aggressive kiss began to calm down bit by bit. "Well… tried it." His voice was low and hoarse, breath heavy. He didn’t back off, just kept pressing kisses along her lips. "Turns out… getting a taste only makes it harder to stop." Her eyes widened. And once again, her lips were sealed. His tongue drew her in. He took his time—intense, gentle, slow, deep. Every kind of kiss, he tasted it all. Claire Richards felt completely drained, dizzy, barely keeping up with her breathing. When he finally let her go, she slumped against him, panting like she’d just been dragged underwater without air. It was like being yanked from