Love Never Fades Away novel Chapter 6

In a playful mood, I held his face in my hands and made him look up at me. “Who do you think is prettier? Lyle's 'dinner' or me?”

“You,” he answered instantly with an innocent smile on his face. If I weren't familiar with his personality, I might have mistaken him for a pure, excitable virgin.

To be completely honest, my heart did race at his sweet words. But I also knew that anything a man said was not to be trusted, especially not when he wanted to get you in his bed.

“You say that as if you've slept with her too.”

“You say that as if I've never slept with her before.”

I was rendered speechless. “But why?”

Instead of replying, he hoisted me off the floor and carried me all the way to the living room couch.

“Hey!” I panicked, struggling to close my legs firmly and get away from him.

As if having expected my reaction, he wasted no time squeezing in between my legs and hooking them around his waist.

If Lyle saw us in such a compromising position, he might just explode with rage.

That idea cheered me up greatly.

Christopher started to undo my shirt. “I know you've been thinking of me. I kept sneezing all day.”

“You must have caught a cold,” I retorted, trying to pull his hands away.

Taking advantage of my brief distraction, he gave up trying to take my shirt off and skipped right to slipping his hands under my shirt.

I couldn't deny that.

He took my silence as an affirmative answer, chuckling before pressing his warm lips to mine. Trapped under the heavy weight of his body combined with his fierce kisses, I could barely breathe properly.

“W-Wait...” I stammered out in between kisses. “I'm hungry... I want to have dinner first—”

“I'll make sure to stuff you full.”

“I'm being serious.” “I'm hungry too, little calf,” he replied with a sincere look. “Let me drink from you, please?”

Little calf?

I caved and lay there motionless, letting him do whatever he wanted to me.