CHAPTER 180

DANNY’S FINGERS SQUEEZE AROUND my biceps. Mine leave her breasts and glide down past her waist, so I can run my hands beneath her T-shirt and glide my palms over her skin. I can’t get enough of the feel of her. I pull her closer so my erection hits her belly. She moans into my mouth and I growl back into hers.

Her hands move up until her fingers tangle in my hair. She pulls her lips away as she pulls me back by the hair. “The sofa,” she whispers. Our lips are almost touching, her breathe punching me with need.

My mouth quirks. “So you can yell at me again?” I say between just as heavy breathing.

Her eyes have gone so dark they’re almost black. “Probably.”

I groan and thrust just a little bit harder into her belly. “My rocket can’t take much more.”

She shoves me back with a husky laugh and I love the sound. “Come on, lover boy.” She takes my hand and heads to the sofa. It’s the formal one that my mother loved. It’s where Joel and I got most of our mom lectures. It’s as uncomfortable as