Aerilyn’s POV

Blaze's large veiny hands run up my sides, his fingers gripping me over my ribs. He tugs me closer, and for a second, all I can think of is all the girls he's ever kissed before.

I push my palms against his hard chest and pull away.

"Wait!" I shake my head, but he stares at me with amusement, and with how close we are, it's impossible to really see the speckles of grey in his steel blue eyes.

He doesn't let go of me, nor does he say anything and I'm very aware of his hands sliding down to my hips.

As he squeezed it all over again he looked down and whispered in my ear in a voice full of lust, "Relax, I'm better than Monty."

Fuck! Mentioning that asshole in a scene like that only reminds me of him fucking Nicky. Yeah, if Monty can fu*k my best friend, I can fu*k his.

"Yeah, well, I'll have to try."

I let my arms fold and even before our lips touch again, Blaze has his arm wrapped around the small of my back and I kiss him.

There is nothing soft and sweet about our kiss, and it was like