Overdrive
‘Where was I?’ His whispered words covered my arms in goosebumps as his body once more came down to cover mine—his lips following suit, devouring mine.
I felt hot by the time his lips broke from mine, pulling back just enough to let us both breathe. Gray kissed my neck, my exposed collarbone, my shoulder before making his way back to my lips. The kiss behind the trucks paled in comparison. Every gesture, every graze of his fingertips, every brush of his hair on my face, sent my nerve endings into overdrive.
Before I could truly recover, he pressed me deeper into the ground with his hand as the other roamed down my side. His gaze locked with mine, the only thing I could see, and a whimper left my lips.
Until next time,
