Leslie was still slightly dazed, clearly not expecting Broderick to take the lead like that.
Her lips tingled, as if they'd been zapped.
Broderick held the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
She lost herself in it.
Unlike all her previous teasing and toying, this time the kiss came entirely from him-fierce, domineering, it felt like he was trying to melt her into his very soul.
When they finally pulled apart, both were a mess-breathing hard, clothes wrinkled, chests rising and falling fast.
Leslie felt her cheeks flush.
This was supposed to be her storming in to call him out-how did it turn into that?
She touched her lips-they were a little swollen, kind of sore too.
She was still stuck there, stunned.
Broderick looked at her-had he scared her?
He'd ne
