Chapter 142

When we finally broke apart, both of us were breathing hard. Her lips were swollen and glistening, her e dark with the same desire I felt burning in my chest.

I rested my forehead against hers, my thumbs gently stroking her cheeks.

“Scarlett…” I whispered, my voice rough. “Don’t push me away. Please.”

She didn’t answer with words. Instead, she pulled me back in for another kiss-slower this time, but no le intense. Her hands fisted tighter in my hoodie as our tongues slid together, wet and hungry. I could taste t faint hint of mint on her, mixed with the lingering smoke from the cigarette I had crushed. Every little ne whimper she made against my mouth sent fresh heat straight to my cock.

When we finally broke apart again, I didn’t want to let her go. Not yet.

When we finally broke apart again, I didn’t want to let her go. Not yet.

Without a word, I took her hand and started pulling her gently but firmly away from the car, toward the narrow dark alley that ran between the buildings. The shadows there were deep, shielded from the streetlights.