Wicked Needs (Wicked Bay, #5) by Cotton L A

Author:Cotton, L A
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: coming of age, young adult romance, high school romance, enemies to lovers
Publisher: Delesty Books
Published: 2018-10-23T16:00:00+00:00

“I HEARD SOMETHING INTERESTING today.”

Devon appeared in the door armed with snacks and soda. He’d invited me over to his house after school and although I should probably have said no, I’d thrown caution to the wind and said yes. Mom and Gentry were at work, Kyle had practice, and Summer was going over to Nick’s, so it wasn’t hard sneaking out without a Spanish inquisition.

“You did?”

Depositing the snacks on his desk, he retreated to the door, pushing it closed before stalking toward me. “I heard you’re hooking up with a football player. So, tell me, Princess.” He dropped down in front of me running his hands up my thighs. “This player, does he get you off good?”

“He does okay.” I fought a smile.

“Okay?” Devon’s hands curved around my ass, and in one swift motion, he yanked me to the edge of the bed. “It sounds like you need to kick his ass to the curb.”

“Jealous?” I raised a brow, smirking at him.

He leaned up, his mouth hovering over mine. “Over you? Always.”

My hands reached out, twisting into his t-shirt, and then he was kissing me. Seven hours of being in the same building, passing one another in the halls, watching from across the cafeteria and not being able to talk or touch or do this.

“Fuck, I’ve waited for this all day.” Devon couldn’t get enough of me. His lips sealed over mine again and again, his tongue exploring the deepest places of my mouth. I’d never been kissed like this. It was always drunken and clumsy and a precursor for something else. A wild blur of hands roaming and mouths touching that in the morning always felt more like a dream.

But this was real. It was slow and unhurried, fast and needy. His hands wandered over my body, stroking and gliding, grabbing and kneading. His breath danced over my face as he kissed the corner of my mouth, my jaw, my neck. And I loved it.

I loved the way he made me feel. The way his touch filled every dark place of my soul, blotting out all the bad.

One of his hands worked its way into my hair at the back of my neck. He angled my face away from his. “I wondered if you’d run. If today when we got to school, you’d pretend like nothing happened.”

His words hurt but I wasn’t angry. I’d done nothing but run from him. Even when I ran to him, part of me was still running away. Unwilling to let him catch me. But I wasn’t running now.

I wanted to be caught.

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