Chapter 72: Paid a visit

Summer's Point of View

As the car came to a halt, he kissed me with fervor, leaving me in a daze. I couldn’t comprehend how we made it inside. The heat between us was intoxicating; I had lost all sense of rationality. All I recall was him lifting me up as we continued to kiss, my legs tightly wrapped around his waist.

When we arrived at our room, he quickly laid me on the bed and removed his white polo like a beast eager to devour its prey. He then licked my neck and whispered seductively in my ear, “I’ve missed this scent. I’ve missed your body. I’ve missed your moans. I miss everything about you. No one can understand how much I desire to touch you, but I’m afraid you’ll hate me.”

In my mind, I wondered why he was suddenly so talkative. Had he lost his ability to remain tight-lipped as he usually did? I bit my lower lip, stealing glances at his abs.

I was positive that I had not consumed any alcohol, yet I felt intoxicated by his mere presence. Lost in thought, I had failed to real