Читать книгу Every Girl's Secret Fantasy - Robyn Grady - Страница 7

‘Tell me you didn’t enjoy our kiss.’

She crossed her arms and looked away.

Outside the reception doors now, Pace pulled up. When he didn’t speak or let her down, she warily met his gaze.

‘I’m sorry,’ he said. ‘Did you say something?’

She wanted to tell him to show a little mercy and let her go.

But, more, she wanted the achingly delicious sensation he whipped up inside her to go on. Seriously, if he could kiss like that, how would the rest of his repertoire pan out? How would it be to know Pace fully unleashed and acting purely on animal instinct? If he couldn’t set her fireworks off, no one could.

Phoebe held her breath, curled her toes, then surrendered to a defeated sigh.

Her arms looped around his neck and she raised herself to meet his mouth. For better or worse, she was ready to start talking.