Chapter 18
A little over a week later the Stapleton project finally finished and we planned a quiet evening. He agreed to let me cook him dinner, in his beautiful kitchen, so I’d gone to his place early to get started. Just as I was pulling roasted potatoes and baked chicken out of the oven he opened the door.
“Something smells good,” he whispered as he wrapped his arms around me from behind and nuzzled my ear. “And I’m not just talking about the food. f**k, I’ve missed you.”
Just hearing the word ‘f**k’ put me on edge. Drew’s dirty talk could turn me on in a second and that word always sent a rush of desire straight through me. His mouth opened on my neck and he brushed my hair away so he could get better access. My head fell to the side and I moaned softly when his tongue slid over my
