Page 85 of Liars

I felt his strength underneath me, something I thought would trigger me after the club. It didn’t. Not in the least. Wild horses couldn’t have dragged me away.

Instead, it made me want to sink deeper into his body and grind my hips into that part of him growing hard against me. I needed him closer.

As though he could hear my thoughts or was just really good at reading my body language, his mouth pressed harder on mine—it was fire and desperation, a clash of need and frustration that left me breathless.

And reckless.

I forgot myself, who Kreed was, and why I shouldn’t be seconds away from doing more than kissing him.

My fingers moved into his onyx hair, and the strands were silkier than I imagined. His other hand cupped the side of my face, tilting my head to deepen the kiss. My body melted against his, the heat of the fire barely registering compared to the heat between us. Tingles of desire danced up and down my spine.

Everything else fell away—the fear, the questions, the doubts. There was only Kreed, his lips moving against mine with a hunger that matched my own.

This was insane. The most selfish and daring thing I’d ever done, and I couldn’t stop. No part of me even considered ending the kiss. In fact, I was pretty damn sure I’d beg him to kiss me forever.

Fucking madness.

I didn’t know how else to describe what was happening.

My hands slid under his shirt, greedy to explore the muscles and warm skin I’d only ever admired from a distance.

His breath hitched as his lips tore away from mine. “What are you doing?”

I moaned at the loss of his mouth, blinking down at him. “I don’t know. I’m trying not to think. I don’t want to think about anything. I want to forget. I want you to make me forget.”

“That’s probably not a good idea.”

The pad of my thumb traced over the two lines of his scars below his eye. “Maybe not, but I’ve never been good at thinking about consequences. Those are for tomorrow’s problem.”

He sucked in a breath, his eyes darkening, and I could see the conflict in them. “Fuck. I can live with that.” His mouth reclaimed my lips, hotter than before.

My entire body pulsated with need, and I surrendered to Kreed, to his demands, to his touch, to him. His mouth branded me as he cruised along my jaw to the column of my neck and eventually to my ear, taking my lobe between his teeth.

His hand slid down my back, and his fingers tangled in the hem of my oversized tee. I wore nothing else underneath and only a pair of cotton booty shorts that barely covered my butt cheeks especially with how I was sprawled on top of him. His touch ignited a trail of sparks across my skin. I shifted, straddling him without thinking, my knees pressing into the couch on either side of his hips. The slight change in position did glorious things for the alignment of our bodies, fitting them together perfectly.

My hips rolled, creating a much-needed friction I was craving, but the throbbing between my legs, more so, and he groaned.

“Little raven,” he murmured against my lips, his voice raspy and needy as if my name was a lifeline he couldn’t let go of.

I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. My hands roamed beneath his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin and the hard lines of muscle beneath my fingers. His breath hitched, and his grip tightened on my hips, but they didn’t stay there long.

Pushing up the hem of my shirt, Kreed lifted the material up and over my head, leaving me before him in just my bra and shorts. A streak of shyness came over me. This wasn’t the first time I’d been nearly naked in front of a guy. I wasn’t a virgin, but it was the first time I’d ever had someone look at me in the way Kreed did with leisurely appreciation.

Like he’d never seen someone as beautiful as me.

The silent compliment he gave with his eyes was more than I could handle. I nipped at his bottom lip.

The fire crackled, the sound a steady backdrop to the chaos we were creating. My heart pounded as his lips left mine, trailing down to my jaw and then my neck, each kiss leaving a trail of tingling in its wake.

I didn’t care about anything anymore. Not the consequences. Not the questions. Not until the room was suddenly flooded with light.

What the?—

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KREED

My eyes adjusted to the dim light, Raine’s silhouette sharpening in the doorway.Fucking hell.Just what I needed—my older brother catching me like this with Kaylor nearly naked and sprawled on top of me.

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