Chapter 48: Being noble isn't easy

LEO

Before I could figure out what she meant, Quinn kissed me, open-mouthed and hard. There was nothing uncertain about her; on her lips I felt desire and desperation. Her hands tightened on the back of my neck.

I knew that a stand-up guy, someone here to comfort his friend, would not take advantage of the fact that said friend was currently thrusting her tongue into his mouth, with her boobs, boobs that he'd been dying to touch again for over a year, teasing against his chest. He would not be getting hard and horny as hell, and he'd just hold her, so that nothing happened that she might regret.

I was not that guy.

With a sound that was combination groan and growl, I raked my fingers through her hair, holding her head in place. As hard as she'd been pressing her mouth to mine, I kissed her even deeper, angling her body closer against me.

"God, I've missed your hands." She covered my fingers, still deep in her hair, with her own hands. "Missed them on me. Missed you touching me.