Draya
My lips crashed into his as I pulled the door open, dragging him inside. I kicked the door shut behind us, my lips still on Chase’s, kissing him like I couldn’t get enough.
My hands were everywhere, yanking at his tie, clawing at his jacket. I was desperate to feel his skin. The heat from dinner had been building all night and now it was a fire I couldn’t control.
“f**k, Draya,” he groaned into my mouth, his hands gripping my hips as I pushed his jacket off his shoulders. “You’re wild tonight.”
“Shut up,” I said breathlessly, my fingers fumbling with his shirt buttons and popping them open one by one. “I want you, Chase. Now.”
He laughed, low and rough like a grunt, as he helped me shove his shirt down his arms. “s**t, I like this bossy you.”
I kissed him again, hard, pushing
