Feels Good

Peach Salinger

“It? What?”

He wraps his arms around me, pulling me dangerously close to him. “You know what I mean.”

My pupils dilate and my gaze falls to his mouth. He leans in, capturing my lips in a languid kiss that has me swaying back against him. I grab his arm for balance. He feeds me his tongue, then sucks on my lip until I whimper.

“I’ll make you feel good this time,” I murmur against his lips. My hand finds his zipper and I teasingly pull it down. “Pants off, junk out.”

“Well, when you sweet talk me like that, Peaches...” He gives me a crooked smile, backing toward the couch.

A flutter moves through my stomach. Drawing in a breath, I pluck a hair tie from my wrist and scrape my hair into a high ponytail to keep it out of the way. Rhys relaxes back on the couch and the tip of his tongue swipes across his lower lip.

Holding my gaze, he pulls down his trousers and lowers the waistband of his boxer briefs. His erection springs forth making my mouth water with the desire to driv