PAYCE’S PASSION- The Passion Series Book 2
Slowly, I reach for his waist with both hands and hold his hips, waiting to see if he’s going to rip away from me, saying this was all just a big mistake, punch me, or quit fighting too. Brax doesn’t move, instead he licks those pouty lips of his, first skimming across the top, then gliding over the lower. I damn near gnaw through my tongue, as he teases. I want him, and pray like hell, that I don’t burst the zipper of my jeans with the raging hard on that’s tightening behind the seams.