CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
RAK’S POV
For the past ten minutes or so, I’ve kissed Maya more times than I could count. I told myself that if I kissed her harder, get a little more provocate with it, it would erase that punishing kiss with Lamon in the bathroom. That f*****g kiss. f**k! I could almost feel the way it burned its way deliciously over my tongue, flaking its way all over my body till I was numb; till I was craving for more. More than just a f*****g kiss. I wanted his hands in places I shouldn’t; his lips-
“Okay, slow down, Mr. fuckboy. The night is still young,” Maya said quite slyly, her finger coming between my lips and hers.
Wait, when did I let her sit on my lap? No-was that Evan? Why was he here? Did Lamon invite him to distract Tawan so he could perhaps steal me away for a ho
