Page 232 of When We Fall: Part Two
Her lips met mine in a soft brush, making me yearn so hard that I nearly wept.
She pulled away and stared at me, her big green eyes so fucking innocent.
“Come here,” I commanded roughly. “Show me again.”
She shifted forward, and this time I met her halfway, crushing my lips to hers in a scorching kiss.
I’d died and gone to heaven. I was kissing the love of my fucking life.
And it was everything I’d dreamed it would be and more.
Sure, we were wasted, but I took my victories where I could get them.
I tangled my fingers in her curls, dragging her closer to me, our tongues twisting with one another’s.
She cradled my face. Raked her fingers through my hair. Moaned softly against my lips as I lifted her into my arms. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and I took her straight to the couch, our lips fused to one another’s.
I let her touch me. Fuck, she could do whatever she wanted to me.
I shifted so she could tug my shirt off. It landed somewhere on the floor.
With shaking hands, I pulled her top off, revealing that black bra which had been teasing me all night—full, perfect, creamy mounds nestled in the soft cups.
She ground against my hard, aching cock.
I had to touch her. Feel her. Beinher in any capacity I could.
I wasn’t sure if she’d let me, but fuck it. We were here. I pushed her little shorts off, and she didn’t stop me.
Green light.
Matching bra and panties. Fucking black lace.
God, I’d died and gone to heaven.
My phone buzzed on the end table. I ignored it as we ravaged one another with open-mouth kisses and desperate touches.
The buzzing stopped only to start again.
Fucking hell! Did the universe hate me or something?
I should have turned the damn thing off. I swear, if it were Trent or Ryder, I’d kill their asses.
The buzzing stopped once more before starting again.
“Fuck,” I choked out against her lips, my hands tight on her tiny waist. “I-I have to get that.”
Whoever it was better be fucking dying.
I answered breathlessly.
“Alessandro. Your father needs you,” Alessio’s voice met my ears. “Now.”
I closed my eyes.Fucking damnit.
“What’s wrong?” I demanded.
Rosalie moved in and peppered kisses along my jaw.Fuck, I was going to lose my mind.
