Chapter 106
Simone
An impulsive decision is what it was.
Some decisions are best made impulsively.
The second the motel door shuts, I'm pinned against the wall and the lights are being kissed out of me.
Yes.
It's been solong.
I kiss him back, wrapping my arms around his neck, and he pulls me even closer. His hands are everywhere—my waist, my back, my hips—like he's been waiting for this just as long as I have.
I know this is a bad idea. A very bad one. Ronan likes me. Actually likes me, not just wants to sleep with me.
But he's so hot.
I'll think about the consequences later.
I move my hands from his neck to his chest. Wow. He's so muscular—I can feel it through his t-shirt. Then straight to the front of his pants.
I palm his hard-on through the fabric.
He groans.
"Goddess," he says with a gasp.
We won't be making it to the bed in this motel.
