Forty-eight

Ashanti

Chadwick and I stumbled like drunks into bed and the headboard rattled. He brushed his lips to mine and pulled me closer, causing me to laugh.

You're getting a little too eager.”

I smirked. “What if I say I'm not in the mood for sex?”

He ignored me, kissing me slowly and tenderly as I responded by pressing my body against his and kissing his lips back.

“I know you want me. And I'm eager because you are gorgeous and sexy enough to make me horny all the time. I know you're a bit shaken and I'll have to exercise self-control until you feel better.”

There was a hint of sadness in his tone. If only he knew the degree of lust that burned in my brain and how impossible it was to think of anything else.

“And who says I'm too weak to take some dick?” I kissed his jawline, and his hands roamed over my sides and hips.

The soft groan that escaped his throat caused my heart to beat faster. Damn that sweet sound; it could drive me crazy.

He made me lie on my side with him behind m