“Wait. I need to catch my breath.” Tessa shook her head, panting.
Nathan looked completely out of control. His hand gripped her jaw, holding her in place, and he kissed her again with a hunger that seemed impossible to satisfy. Every touch carried a ferocity, like he didn’t care about her gasping for air. Maybe because this time, Tessa wasn’t fighting him.
Meanwhile, he unbuttoned his shirt one by one, peeling it off without ever breaking the kiss.
His hands roamed over her body, squeezing her breasts, teasing the hard buds beneath his fingers. Every pinch made Tessa choke back a moan because his mouth still covered hers.
His movements grew wilder. His hand slid down to her hips, gripping tightly, and with surprising strength, he lifted her off the floor like her weight meant nothing.
