{Jedediah’s P.O.V.}
I don’t know what has come over Vivienne, but after we got home from dinner at the main packhouse, she hasn’t stopped kissing me, not that I’m complaining. We’re sitting on our couch, and she’s sucking my face off, and I’m loving it. What I am complaining about is the fact that I’m hard as a rock right now, and I’m finding it hard to keep myself from ravaging her until she blacks out. Her kisses are heated, passionate, and full of desire. If I didn’t know any better, I would think that she was purposefully trying to get me to combust.
“Mmm … Viv … baby … stop,” I finally found the will to push her away, but instead of stopping, she moved her kisses to my neck and sucked on the spot where she would mark me. “Ah f**k,” I moaned.
