Chapter 14
Astrid’s POV
His mouth crushed mine like he’d been holding back for years.
My gasp was swallowed instantly, his lips stealing the breath I didn’t even know I still had in me. For a heartbeat, I thought I’d push him away, but instead my fingers curled into his shirt, dragging him closer until there was no space left between us.
Damn, he was warm. Too warm. His scent– cedarwood and smoke wrapped around me, making my head spin.
I should’ve stopped. I knew I should’ve. But my body betrayed me, melting into his, aching for more of the taste of him.
“Rhett,” I breathed against his mouth, but it came out more like a plea than a protest.
He groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating against my chest, and his grip tightened on my hips. Every shift of his hands set off sparks,
