Caught Stealing (Leighton U, #2)

by C.E. Ricci

“Yeah, Hold. I took a page straight from your playbook and let someone get on their knees for me in the upstairs bathroom with a bunch of other people right outside. Best blowjob of my life; the scent of weed and stale beer truly was the best kind of aphrodisiac. I get why you enjoy it now. Ten outta ten, highly recommend.”

“I’m about to be a life-ender if you touch me again,”

“Don’t you dare,” he whispers harshly while tightening his hold on my hip. “You’re not ending this now. I’m not fucking done with you.” Then he crashes his mouth back to mine, and I drown all over again.

God, he’s beautiful. Beautiful and finally fucking mine. “I want both,” he finally says slowly, fingers dancing down my bicep. “I want you to drive me to the brink of insanity only to stop and let me return the favor.”

“You fuck me up, Nix.”

“You have to stop looking at me like that.” My eyes follow the lines and planes of his face as I murmur, “I wish I knew how.”

I’m going to Hell for this. But fuck, the road to Hell has never tasted so sweet.

You’re mine, and I’m yours, and that’s the end of it.”

“I just take care of what’s mine.”

“I don’t know if he’ll forgive me for falling in love with you.”

“Out of all the lies I’ve told through this entire mess, telling you I didn’t love you was the biggest one of all. There’s nothing and no one I want more than you,”

don’t care what it takes. I’m in this. Choosing me means choosing you, too.”

“You fuck me up, Nix,” he murmurs, his lips brushing mine with every word. I smile against his mouth. “I know, baby. You fuck me up, too.”