FELECIA WANTED TO CHASE away the dreams and shadows from her mind. She was desperate to feel something good. Something other than death and despair. She barely knew these people, but already she feared for their safety.
Anyone near her was in danger so long as her father was out there. He'd killed to have her before, he'd kill again. But right now she didn't want to think about that.
She wanted to feel. To be in control of her body and her desires.
Evan's tongue stroked into her mouth causing her insides to hum with arousal.
God, she wanted more of this with him. Just more.
Kelsey had said to be selfish. This, what Felecia felt for Evan, it was completely about her. He made her feel safe, cared for, cherished. And they barely knew each other.
The door clicked shut behind Evan, sealing them in here. Alone. Away from the world for a few moments.