The kiss didn't end.
It deepened.
His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against him. I gasped against his lips and he swallowed the sound.
"Dane…"
"Don't." His voice was rough. Wrecked. "Don't say stop."
I didn't want to.
His lips left mine, trailing down my jaw. My neck. Finding the spot where my pulse hammered.
I moaned. Loud. Embarrassing.
He growled in response. Low and primal.
In one motion, he lifted me onto the counter. My legs wrapped around him instinctively. Pulling him closer.
His hands slid beneath my shirt. Warm against my skin. Exploring.
"You're driving me insane." He breathed against my throat.
I gasped.
His lips returned to mine. Hungrier. Desperate.
I was drowning. And I didn't want to be saved.
His wandering hands cupped my breasts, squeezing. I moa
