Chosen By My Mate's Father-in-law novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Two Planets

[Jasmine’s POV]

Gareth’s gray eyes darkened with need, but he swallowed and broke eye contact with me. For a moment, we were silent, and the only sound in the room was the bath draining.

“If you keep looking at me like that, you’re going to make me lose grip of what little self-control I have,” Gareth muttered as he finished drying my hair.

His words made desire shoot up my spine. Was it possible that he wanted me as much as I wanted him?

“Keep looking at you like what?” I whispered and took a small step forward.

Our bodies were only a breath away. If I dropped my towel, I would be completely naked. Gareth’s shirt was practically see-through. We were alone. How far did I want this to go?

In the back of my mind, I wondered if it was smart to play this dangerous game.

But even if someone offered me a million dollars, I wouldn’t leave this room.

I wouldn’t leave Gareth.

His eyes locked on mine, and the energy that flowed between us was so strong that I could almost touch it.

“Like you’re still under the influence of the drug laced with aphrodisiacs,” he answered, his voice low and gravelly.

I raised the hand that wasn’t holding my towel against my body and gently trailed it down his arm. “The only drug that’s affecting me right now is you. My desire for you is like a drug.”

Gareth shut his eyes and pulled in a long breath, like he was asking the Moon Goddess for strength.

Acting on instinct alone, I closed the distance between us. Pressing my soft body against his hard one, I tilted my head and kissed his sensual lips. My arm wrapped around his back, and I urged him closer, moaning as my hard nipples came in contact with his chest.

Gareth didn’t immediately kiss me back. His body was frozen as I gently bit his bottom lip. I could tell that he was shocked by my boldness. I was too. As my tongue touched his, I enjoyed the moment, knowing that any second now, Gareth was going to pull away and give me a speech about being responsible.

But that didn’t happen.

Instead, his warm hand slid around the back of my neck and crushed me closer, his tongue sliding against mine possessively.

I moaned in pleasure and surprise, and he used the opportunity to claim my mouth, tipping my head back further, tasting and possessing my mouth. Gareth’s mouth tasted like spice, and his lips felt like sin against mine.

Then his warm hands gripped my hips, and he lifted me, wrapping my legs around his waist. My towel fell to the floor, and my nipples hardened even more when the cool air hit them. We let out simultaneous moans when my wet center pressed against his jean-clad erection.

Our movements became frenzied as we made out. My hands slipped under his shirt and roamed over his muscled back. I wanted to tear his clothes off him. I wanted to feel his sweaty skin against mine. f|re(e)web.n\ovel. (c)o.m

Gareth moved his mouth away, and I let out a whine in protest and bucked my hips. But his lips never left my body as they traveled across my cheek, nipped my earlobe, and moved against the sensitive skin of my neck. His mouth left searing kisses in his wake that drove me absolutely wild.

“You taste so good,” he murmured against my skin, making me shiver.

His tongue flicked against my flushed skin as he cupped my ass and carried me out of his bathroom.

This time, he did bring me to his large white bed.

My breathing became shallow as he sucked on my neck. I didn’t care if he left a mark.

With a jolt, I realized that I wanted that. I wanted him to claim me. To put some sort of mark on me so that other shifters would know that he had claimed my body.

If only for a short time.

His lips traveled back to mine, and he pressed such a sweet and soft kiss that it made me sigh in happiness.

Gareth’s hand gently grasped the back of my head as he lay me down on his fluffy comforter. Immediately, his sandalwood scent flooded my senses, and my need for him increased tenfold.

My hair fanned across his bed, and I spread my arms out, my body on full display for him.

With heat in his gaze, he looked at me like we were two planets, and he had gotten caught in my orbit. His eyes ran over my bare breasts, flared hips, and tan thighs like I wanted his hands to.

“Gorgeous,” he whispered.

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