Chapter Twenty-Eight ~ Chloe
I didn’t worry that things were going too fast.
I didn’t wonder what everyone was going to say when they found out about us.
I didn’t think … I just allowed myself to feel.
His large, long body covered me, the warmth of him wrapping around me like a cocoon, as mine ignited beneath him.
His touch brought pure pleasure; his kiss, utter desire.
I opened for him fully. Mouth, body, heart. Yearning to greedily take everything he offered.
The flashes I’d had of our night together were nothing compared to the reality of having Reardon while I was stone-cold sober. He was everywhere. Hands, legs, mouth … That hair, those biceps, and, dare I say again, that mouth.
I’d never been with someone who was so obviously into what he was doing, or who managed to turn me
