Out of Control Excerpt

“You usually do this before you spend the night,” she murmurs as she kisses her way to the underside of my jaw. “I’m coming to find out that whatever this is between us, Sofia, it’s anything but typical.”

I lean forward to kiss her again and she hesitates. She’s thinking way too much. About why. About how. About whether this is a good idea or not. And I’m so sick of all these thoughts. The only
thing I know for sure is that I’ve never wanted anything more. I’ve had her. I know how good the reward is. How incredible she feels. But I’ve never had to wait for anything. Never had to want anything. It’s always just been there. And then
there’s Sofia. Fucking Sofia.

“Stop thinking,” I murmur as our lips meet.

“Then make me.”