I grab two pillows above us; it's my attempt to keep myself from touching her. My nails dig into them as I let her kiss me. She doesn't kiss like an amateur. It makes me wonder if she's ever done it before and with who. That thought angers me.
I knew I had to stop this before things got more heated between us. She was drunk and wasn't aware of what she was doing. I would hate for her to remember tonight and hate herself for it.
Autumn moans again, and I freeze when she grinds her lower body against mine. I groan and can't resist taking one bite of her lip. Just one taste. That's all I'm letting myself have tonight. I bite down gently on her bottom lip before pulling it into my mouth. Autumn lifts her body off the bed as I finally kiss her back. Why is her taste so damn addictive? Every
