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His earthly smell. The way he tasted as his tongue licked the seams of my lips before parting my mouth and slipping inside.
Since our first kiss, I had only kissed three other guys: Bryan, Michael, and Cal. Bryan made me cry because he didn’t understand my anxieties, Michael was patient and kind as we explored my boundaries, and Cal made me feel nice, he made me think I could go further.
But none of them came close to making me feel the riot of sensations I experienced wrapped in Blake’s arms.
I never wanted it to end.
He deepened the kiss, and I wound my arms around his back, slipping my hands underneath his hoodie. Warmth radiated from his skin, and I couldn’t resist tracing the planes of his back, needing to feel him.
I needed to know this was happening.
That it was real.
Our tongues tangled together, slow and languid, at a pace I was both comfortable with but that drove me wild. Because for the first time since leaving Lancaster, I wanted more.
I want so much more.
Pressing myself closer, I went up on my tiptoes and kissed him harder, trying to show him what I wasn’t brave enough to say.
Blake obviously didn’t feel the same though.
As I tried to push my body closer, to pull him closer, he brought his hand down to mine, gently removing it from inside his hoodie. “Penny, we should slow down, there’s no rush,” he whispered against my lips with a half-smile.
Slow down?
I pulled back, staring at him confused. Blake frowned and opened his mouth to say something, but everything clicked into place and embarrassment welled inside me.
“Oh God, we shouldn’t have done that.” I stepped back and started pacing back and forth. “You have a… and I… I…”
“Whoa, Penny, let’s slow down a little. What are you talking about?”
I stopped pacing and dragged my teeth across my bottom lip feeling very exposed and stupid.
Oh, so stupid.
“What areyoutalking about?”
It was a silly retort, but I didn’t want to do this.
I didn’t want to be the other woman. No matter how much I wanted him.
Blake was still smiling, but it no longer reached his eyes. “Penny, talk to me.”
“I…” The words were right there, teetering on the tip of my tongue, but if I said them, they would change everything. “It doesn’t matter,” I murmured.
“Is it about him?” His expression darkened. “About what happened in that place? Because you said you didn’t want to talk about it, that it was in the past.”
The fear—the sheer anger—in Blake’s eyes rendered me speechless.
I’d been lying to myself when I thought I could survive the summer without lettinghimruin things. But he had been there all along like a dark, angry storm ready to strike at any moment.
And of course, it had to be this moment. When we shared something so special.
Special and utterly wrong.
“Penny…” Blake’s voice cracked, and he swallowed hard, running a hand down the back of his neck.
It was too much; my eyes fluttered shut, and I inhaled deeply.
