Not That Kind Of Girl

His body was hot against my skin pressing me into the mattress as he kissed me softly but hungrily. I couldn't think about anything and the nagging voices in my head had silenced hours ago, they had jumped ship, done with telling me how much of a bad idea this was.
But I just couldn't make myself concentrate enough to listen to the voices and save them from the dangerous wave of impulsive lust that had drowned them out. All I could feel now was the way his soft plump lips were pressing hard against mine, moving hungrily against me, his breath was so heavy and hot as it swirled in my mouth a delicious blend of mint and lavender.
How could he be breathing so hard when I had stopped breathing all together the minute he had kissed me. I couldn't remember how we'd gotten to this predicament-actually, I couldn't remember much of anything-but I wasn't asking any questions, this felt like we were going so fast but I liked it, I liked the way his body felt against mine, a little more than I had cared to admit aloud, even thinking it to myself felt ridiculous.
I pulled back to swipe my tongue against his lips, letting my fingers twirl into his hair, pulling him back to me.
I felt Aden smile against my lips and I shivered.
"I need you Snooks," he whispered making me moan as the sound vibrated against my skin.
You're setting yourself up for a world of hurt!
He wrapped his arms around me, lifting me up so he could kiss my neck and just like that the voice was gone again.
"This has been such a long time coming."

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Rachel Hart seems to be the only girl who doesn't feel the least bit interested by Aden Lyons and he just doesn't get that. She's determined not to be captured by his charm because she is "Not That Kind Of Girl"...but will he take no for an answer? Or can she play he's game for her own "self-satisfaction"? What will she get out of it? A defeated Aden or a defeated Hart?

WARNING:
This book contains course language and mature themes.