Like that damn puzzle piece. The top of her head hits just below my chin, and I snake my arms protectively around her lean body. I can feel the shivers rake through her, and I know it’s not from the dampness of the night. It’s fear. Fuck if that doesn’t make me want to go out of my damn mind, throwing punches and kicking ass.
Why in the hell is she so scared?
The possible reasons terrify me as much as my need to find that answers.
We stand together, locked in each other’s arms, for several minutes until Lia’s breathing becomes even again. I feel her hot breath against my chest and, damn, if it doesn’t make my heart beat a little faster. I swear she can probably feel my heart somersaulting around against her.
Lia finally pulls back and gazes up into my eyes. I can’t stop my hands as they slide up her back, across her shoulders, and caress up her neck. Her neck is fucking fantastic. The desire to stroke, lick, and kiss it consumes me like a wildfire. I always thought of myself as an ass man, but holding Lia against me, my hands touching the soft, delicate skin of her neck, has me rethinking my entire stance on female body parts.
I watch as Lia’s eyes darken to a deep gray, almost black. Her sexy little mouth opens just a little and her breathing picks up. My eyes lock on those lush, pink lips, and before I can talk myself out of it, I lean forward, lightly rubbing my lips against hers. Just a little taste. I wait a breath for her to pull away or tell me to stop, and when it doesn’t come, I go in for the kill. My hands slide up her neck and hold her in place. My fingers caress her earlobes as I devour her mouth with my own, tipping her head upward to give me better access to her mouth. Her breath is as sweet as I imagined it would be. Her lips are soft and full and taste like honey. Her tongue is wicked as she slides it against mine. We battle with our mouths, pulling and pushing with just enough tenderness and force. It’s a damn awesome kiss.
The sound of Lia moaning into my mouth does two things. One, it makes my already hard cock scream for attention. It’s practically banging itself against my stomach and ripping through my jeans like The Hulk. Two, it slowly brings me back to the fact that we’re standing in my dad’s fishing shack and I’m kissing a girl who is fearful and anxious. The last thing I need is for her to think I’m forcing myself onto her. She’s like a mouse, all scared and timid. I know I need to back this up a little, but damn, if these lips aren’t heaven on earth.
I slowly pull myself away from her. Her eyes remain closed and her lips are parted. She looks sexy as hell, and man, if I don’t want to go in for another kiss.
“I should probably get you back to your car,” I finally tell her. She slowly opens her eyes and the looks she gives me about knocks me on my ass. Her eyes are filled with lust. Not the kind of lust you see when you take home a date from the bar or a night out. No, this look is trusting and seductive. It’s fear of the unknown and excitement. Lia is so damn different.
I clear my throat and pull farther away. I drop my hands from her neck and turn to lock the gun in the safety box. Once it’s back in its place under the cot, I take Lia’s hand and lead her back outside. Night has completely fallen now and the only light is the glow of the almost full moon. I throw the chairs back inside the shed and lock the padlock. With Lia’s hand securely inside of mine again, I lead her towards the passenger side of my car. I don’t kiss her like I want to. I don’t want to push.
Slow. Take this slow.
I walk slowly around to my side of the car. I use my non-existent superpowers to will my hard-on to subside, but nothing seems to work. Not with Lia sitting right next to me. I start the ignition, throw the car in reverse, and slowly make my way out of the path towards the highway.
After making sure the lock is secure on
Why in the hell is she so scared?
The possible reasons terrify me as much as my need to find that answers.
We stand together, locked in each other’s arms, for several minutes until Lia’s breathing becomes even again. I feel her hot breath against my chest and, damn, if it doesn’t make my heart beat a little faster. I swear she can probably feel my heart somersaulting around against her.
Lia finally pulls back and gazes up into my eyes. I can’t stop my hands as they slide up her back, across her shoulders, and caress up her neck. Her neck is fucking fantastic. The desire to stroke, lick, and kiss it consumes me like a wildfire. I always thought of myself as an ass man, but holding Lia against me, my hands touching the soft, delicate skin of her neck, has me rethinking my entire stance on female body parts.
I watch as Lia’s eyes darken to a deep gray, almost black. Her sexy little mouth opens just a little and her breathing picks up. My eyes lock on those lush, pink lips, and before I can talk myself out of it, I lean forward, lightly rubbing my lips against hers. Just a little taste. I wait a breath for her to pull away or tell me to stop, and when it doesn’t come, I go in for the kill. My hands slide up her neck and hold her in place. My fingers caress her earlobes as I devour her mouth with my own, tipping her head upward to give me better access to her mouth. Her breath is as sweet as I imagined it would be. Her lips are soft and full and taste like honey. Her tongue is wicked as she slides it against mine. We battle with our mouths, pulling and pushing with just enough tenderness and force. It’s a damn awesome kiss.
The sound of Lia moaning into my mouth does two things. One, it makes my already hard cock scream for attention. It’s practically banging itself against my stomach and ripping through my jeans like The Hulk. Two, it slowly brings me back to the fact that we’re standing in my dad’s fishing shack and I’m kissing a girl who is fearful and anxious. The last thing I need is for her to think I’m forcing myself onto her. She’s like a mouse, all scared and timid. I know I need to back this up a little, but damn, if these lips aren’t heaven on earth.
I slowly pull myself away from her. Her eyes remain closed and her lips are parted. She looks sexy as hell, and man, if I don’t want to go in for another kiss.
“I should probably get you back to your car,” I finally tell her. She slowly opens her eyes and the looks she gives me about knocks me on my ass. Her eyes are filled with lust. Not the kind of lust you see when you take home a date from the bar or a night out. No, this look is trusting and seductive. It’s fear of the unknown and excitement. Lia is so damn different.
I clear my throat and pull farther away. I drop my hands from her neck and turn to lock the gun in the safety box. Once it’s back in its place under the cot, I take Lia’s hand and lead her back outside. Night has completely fallen now and the only light is the glow of the almost full moon. I throw the chairs back inside the shed and lock the padlock. With Lia’s hand securely inside of mine again, I lead her towards the passenger side of my car. I don’t kiss her like I want to. I don’t want to push.
Slow. Take this slow.
I walk slowly around to my side of the car. I use my non-existent superpowers to will my hard-on to subside, but nothing seems to work. Not with Lia sitting right next to me. I start the ignition, throw the car in reverse, and slowly make my way out of the path towards the highway.
After making sure the lock is secure on
Similar Books
