Falling For His Best Friend, Excerpt

 

Drew Flannery was kissing her. No. Kissing wasn’t a strong enough word for what he was doing. He claimed her lips, tongue thrusting into her mouth as if it had every right to be there.

God help her, but Avery wasn’t sure it didn’t.

She melted against him, her hands going to his chest and touching him in a way she’d never dreamed would be reality. He was so hard and warm and, oh lord, his hands gripped her hips, jerking her tighter against him and eliminating what tiny space there’d been to begin with. But he wasn’t
done. Drew pulled her shirt off in a swift move that barely broke their kiss.

He nipped her bottom lip, sending zings through her entire body. His hands were everywhere—her back to unhook her bra, down her spine, grabbing her ass and grinding her against him.

“Avery,” he groaned against her mouth. “Holy shit.”

Holy shit is right.

 

 

 

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