I grab Alex's free shoulder for support. I can't believe we're doing this here, now.
"I can stop," he says roughly against my thigh, as if sensing my thoughts. "Just say the word, and I'll stop."
I know I should say it. This is wrong in so many ways. But I can't stop it. I don't want to.
"Don't stop," I whisper.
There is no stopping now. My body has been taken over by desire, and everything else has faded away. There's only me and him and this.
Alex presses another kiss to my skin, and this time, his mouth lingers. "f**k, Mae, you smell amazing. Even better than I imagined."
My face floods with heat. I swear, I've spent most of the last few days flushed as red as a tomato.
"You imagined how I might smell?" I say with a small laugh, trying to diffuse the embarrassment rising in my
