From the moment our lips connect, every doubt I ever had about love seems to vanish. Swearing off men? Why would I ever do a thing like that, when kissing this one feels like Heaven on Earth? Considering Cooper over Dean? Why was that ever an option, when Dean’s hands are so much rougher—so much warmer—so much stronger—as they work their way beneath my jacket and over the bare skin of my back?
I’ve never wanted someone so badly in my life. I didn’t even know it was possible to want someone this badly. I claw at the fabric of his shirt like a hungry animal, wrapping one leg up and around him; suddenly, I feel his hands beneath my thighs and realize he’s lifting me up, so that both my thighs can wrap around him; and I can feel it again, his huge, throbbing erection; and I press myself hungr
