Chapter 15
I was drunk on kisses by the time we made it to Wyatt’s apartment. He carried me the rest of the way, making me feel light as a feather even though I knew I was nothing close.
Wyatt set me down to kick off his boots. I unzipped mine and dropped them next to his then was back in his arms. He held me against his chest as he led us right through the living room.
“I’m not taking my chances again. I need you in my bed.”
I laughed until his hands slid under my sweater and grazed my overheated skin. He didn’t stop at my stomach but kept going until he had to break our kiss to remove my sweater. He ducked to get his lips on my breasts, kissing and suckling the sensitive skin above my b*a.
Not to be outdone, I pushed him back and tugged his shirt up and off, anxious to get my hands
