Chapter 113
His big body jerks against mine and he groans low in his throat, his hands finally coming up to cup my face, one slipping into my hair to tilt my head back. “Jesus Christ, Lily,” he rasps against my mouth. “I wasn’t expecting this.”
His tongue parts my lips and sweeps inside, tangling with mine in a smooth slide, and all of the anxiety drains out of me. My knees wobble at the contact, but he supports me with a hand at the small of my back, yanking me closer and deepening the kiss until I’m dizzy. Until I’m barely holding on by a thread.
He kisses like a man who knows his way around a woman.
I thought I’d known that about Ethan before I kissed him, but the reality is much, much hotter. His mouth is warm and confident, his tongue is perfect, his breath delicious. And when he
