Chapter 43

MAY. Promise to never leave? Why would I leave? How can I leave? I have so many questions, but at a stroke of his fingers, they all drift away from my head, leaving my thoughts and entire being focused on the way he touches me, slow and evocative. "What do you say?" he whispers and I gasp when I feel his lips on my ear. "You're not a serial killer, are you?" I rasp, fighting against the need to wrap my fingers around his, or touch back to feel his hair as he runs his nose down my skin. I can't think and I've forgotten how to breathe. I'm panting and the shame I feel at the sounds I make flushes my cheeks. "No," he murmurs, and I don't miss the edge in his voice that tells me I'm not the only one who feels this heat and tension between us. "I'm not." Something hard presses into my bottom and a soft sigh of pleasure escapes me as I...Christ I don't know what I'm doing, but moving my hips against his makes my blood boil and my temperature spikes to a near feverish level. Ethan mak