This time, things get a whole lot steamier.
Thoughts of Hunter are the furthest thing from my mind as I feel the strong, powerful arms of the man I’m undeniably starting to fall in love with scoop me up by the thighs and carry me toward my bedroom. Even the sharp, unmistakable feeling of his throbbing, ready manhood doesn’t scare me now; I’m not sure anything could deter me from how badly I want him.
“You have no idea the effect you have on me,” Jesse murmurs to me between kisses as he stumbles the last few feet to my bed. He drops me down onto it with ease, not breaking the strong, fast rhythm of his kisses. “You have no idea how badly I want you, Echo.”
Until now, he was right about that—and I’m very glad for the clarification.
I reach for the hem of his long, billowy, white shirt an
