Rude Awakening

Avery

The hot sweep of his tongue traced my bottom lip, pulling a sharp breath straight out of my lungs. A quiet whimper slipped past my throat, giving away just how badly I ached for him despite every rational warning bell in my head. Driven purely by instinct, my spine curved, pressing my breasts flush against the solid wall of his chest.

"Christ, I've missed this," he murmured against my mout