I shove at his chest, but he catches my hand and holds it there, his heart pounding beneath it. His smile fades, and he watches me with furious intensity as he brings my hand up and brushes a kiss on the inside of my wrist. My breath catches and his eyes dip down to my lips, following my tongue as it darts across my lips again. He tugs me to him by the hand he still holds, wrapping it around the back of his neck before tracing his fingers idly back up my arm. My lip catches in my teeth, and Connor reaches up to touch it with his thumb.
“That's for me to do,” he whispers, smirking faintly when he hears my breath catch again, and feels a shiver quake through my body. He slides his hand to cup my neck, my hair falling through his fingertips. “I love the way your breathing changes as soon a
