Chapter 138 Chapter

It seemed so long since I had felt his desire and I wondered how I had ever lived without it. I drank him in. I drank in the smell of his skin, I drank in the delicious way his hips moved against me, I drank in his heat. My fingers came to life, one hand clutching at his back and the other moving between us, reaching down and sliding over the waistband of his jeans, seeking out his hardness and revelling in his grown of pleasure. When I grabbed for his zipper, he grinned but captured my hand in his and raised it to his lips, planting a small soft kiss on the centre of my palm. "What are you doing?" I whispered. I was confused, dismayed and felt the sharp sting of rejection. I couldn't bear it. "We can't stay here. We've got to get to Fenton's before sunrise." He backed away, a smirk tugging on the corners of his mouth. "What?" I said, shrilly. The anger flared inside me, making my cheeks redden. "Then what the heck was that all about?" He flashed me an arrogant smile. "Tha