Marrying The Jerk

As soon as we got into my house, his mouth was on mine. Sudden unexpected emotions forced themselves upon me as I realized this felt right. Lust washed over me, but maybe that was just because of how drunk I was.

Brant broke the kiss and tipped my head to the side, revealing my neck. His lips left quick kisses on it before he bit down just hard enough to raise goosebumps on my black skin.

“Ahh,” I moaned, gripping his suit. He sunk his teeth into me again, then pulled me over to the couch. He...