Chapter 17

“Seriously,” I insist, before Sean smiles and flings himself onto me again, suffocating my protests. His tongue slips between my lips and I finally surrender with a whimper, lifting my hands and taking hold of his face.

I must admit, I’m the more persuasive decision maker in our relationship. All due to my hormones.

Sudden brightness makes me open my eyes and I see Sean’s arm stretched to one side, dropping the towel to the ground.

I look again into the liquid vortex that is Sean’s eyes.

“Shit,” I murmur before being swallowed into the frenzy of touching, tasting, licking.

Sean smiles and lies on me, swinging his hips between my opened legs, yanking up my T-shirt until he finds his target: my nipples. With those lips, he can play my body like an organ.

I run my hands through his hair and keep him next to me. I tilt my head back and close my eyes, biting my lip. I feel him sucking and licking and can only flail and tremble under the unexpected attack.