Promise Me Forever (The Maxwell Brothers, #1)

by Layla Hagen

I rose on my toes and touched my lips to his. Desire coursed through me like wildfire. I put my arms around his neck, pressing my body against him. Feeling those hard abs was stirring all my hormones. The effect this man had on me was insane. My nipples turned hard. They felt almost painful pressing against his chest. His hands slowly descended to my sides, gripping my hips. He pulled me against him, and I could feel how much he wanted me. He was semi-hard already. With a groan, he took control of the kiss, deepening it, and bunching my dress up until his fingers brushed the bare skin on my outer thigh. The contact turned me on like nothing else. Tendrils of heat flared through me, gathering between my legs. My clit pulsed. We moved swiftly, and not until I felt a hard surface behind my back did I realize he'd pushed me against the door. His kiss was even more frantic now, as was his touch. His hands were everywhere: on my shoulders and my thighs, under my dress. His tongue stroked mine even faster. I loved being engulfed by him like this.