Chapter 22

Chloe

I nodded my response, a small whimper of need releasing from my throat. I was more than ready for him. His hands grabbed the hem of my shirt and began lifting it up my torso, his fingers grazing my sides as he raised the fabric higher. My arms lifted without a thought, and he pulled the shirt up and over my head, dropping it carelessly to the floor.

My braless breasts were now exposed to the air, and even though it wasn’t chilly, my nipples pebbled at the unexpected exposure. His hands immediately went to the waistband of my leggings, and he ever so slowly slipped them and my underwear over my hips and down my legs, his mouth leaving a trail of hot kisses on my spine, all the way down to the small of my back.

My knees were growing weak from his touches and kisses, and my core was throbbing in anticipation. I carefully stepped out of my leggings and my shoes, and then turned to face my mate, who was still on his knees in front of me, staring up at me with complete and utter ado