Chapter 4
Emma’s POV
“Kane, wait, what if someone sees us out here? My heart’s pounding so hard I can barely breathe, and it’s dark but not that dark, the streetlight’s right over there spilling across the fence,”
I said, my voice coming out in a rush as he grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the back door, his grip firm and unyielding like he wasn’t about to let me back out now that we’d crossed that line in the kitchen.
My bare feet padded softly on the cool tile floor, the oversized t-shirt clinging to my sweat-damp skin, riding up just enough to make me hyper-aware of how exposed I already felt without even stepping outside yet.
He’d just had his fingers buried deep inside me moments ago, stretching and teasing until I was dripping down my thighs, and now this pull toward the
