“Who’s a better kisser, baby? Clara or me?” “Shut up…” I don’t recognize how my voice comes out all choked up and hoarse. This is so fucking wrong. “I’m going to go with me.” His intense eyes meet mine as he glides his tongue against my bottom lip and then nibbles down savagely. “You didn’t look so hot and bothered when you were kissing her. Actually, it seemed like a fucking chore.”
