Lilah POV
We didn’t even make it over the threshold before Lachlan’s mouth was on mine, his tongue diving between my lips. He tasted of the tart strawberries and lemons from his lemonade, and I groaned as my tongue slid across his.
“Do you know,” he nipped my bottom lip, tugging it slowly between his teeth, “How much f*****g control,” his lips dragged along my jawline until he was trailing down my neck, “It takes not to take you wherever.”
In one fluid movement, my jacket is dragged off my body, and my shirt tugged down, “And whenever,” Lachlan’s teeth clamp down on my n****e, and my head falls backwards against the door. “I want.”
“Mmmm,” I whimper as he sucks the pebbled bud into his mouth. “I think that would be frowned upon.”
“And you think that I care?” his intense gaze locked
