“You’re so fucking beautiful, Ange. Inside and out.” His fingers dip under the hem of my shirt, and the feel of his warm hand on my skin causes my knees to buckle. He strengthens his hold, and his eyes flare black as he stares at me. The heat from his body seeps into mine, and the throbbing between my legs is almost painful. If he pulls away this time, I might have to knee him in the nuts. “I’ve waited a long time to do this,” he admits, “and I can’t wait a second longer.” Then his lips crash onto mine, and I’m drowning in Devin’s kisses.
