I pulled Johnny by the tie of his shirt, which was loosely hanging around his neck as we entered the elevator.
Making out in public was never on my bucket list, but here I am—freaking lapping the heck out of Johnny’s lips beside a couple of ladies who are clearly not vibing with the atmosphere we just dragged in.
A moan slipped out of my lips when he reached for my butt cheek and gave it a good squeeze.
I can feel myself heating up by the second. I feel hotter and hotter—like a fever rushing through my veins.
The elevator dinged just a few floors below where the party was still going, and Johnny started dragging me toward his room.
“f**k…” he grumbled between kisses, struggling to slide the card in. I get it—the kiss is too much.
I chuckled and pulled away, breathless. “Open the door
