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“Okay, guys. Sleep well.”
We tell him to do the same, slam the car doors, and walk toward the cottage as Archer’s truck pulls out of the gravel lot. Both of us stand frozen, listening for signs he’s turning around—God forbid, he forgot to tell us something. But after a few seconds, only silence hangs in the air.
A few crickets chirp in the bushes surrounding PJ’s house. They’re quaint and bucolic, but they do nothing to settle my nerves. When I turn to look at PJ, her expression mirrors how I feel—hesitant, desperate, a little disbelieving, and dripping with desire.
I only have one thought, and it’s consumed by her—how to get closer, how to satisfy this need I have. I want to devour her.
But I promised to go slow, and goddammit, I will go slow if it kills me.
Especially when she looks like every dream I’ve ever had standing in the sliver of moonlight. Soft beams of pale yellow kiss her face. And now it’s my turn.
“If I could go back in time…this is how last night would have gone…” I reach for her cheek and cup it in my hand. I can feel her pulse under the soft skin. It’s a steady hammer, while mine is a pounding bass drum.
“If I could go back in time, I’d have a hit taken out on my brother.” Her annoyance shows on her face.
I laugh. After a moment, she does too. I love that she doesn’t take herself that seriously.
My lips brush against hers, and she sighs into my mouth. I tip her chin up so I can get a better angle and melt into the pillowy softness of her lips. She cups the back of my neck, and I feel her tremble.
It’s impossible to slow myself down. Wrapping a hand around her rib cage, I pull her toward me until our bodies are flush against each other. She sighs louder as I deepen the kiss. Her hips press into mine, and it’s all I can do not to grind down hard, but I’m trying to be a gentleman here.
It’s like trying to control a wild horse that wants to gallop using a string of dental floss. It fights every instinct I have to go slowly when I want to flip her around and take her against her front door, hard and fast.
Our kisses deepen, tongues tangling, hands roaming. Zero to a hundred in four seconds flat. The space between us dissolves, but I can’t get close enough. My desire for her ratcheting up with each sweep of her tongue across mine. Each time she bites down on my lower lip, a twinge of lust shoots straight to my dick.
I’m about to lift her up and carry her into the cottage when she kisses me softly, more hesitantly. Pulling back, she looks conflicted.
Maybe she doesn’t want this after all. I’ve assumed we’re on the same page, but science has taught me never to assume.
“Hi,” she says, breathless.
“Hi.” The world around us spins. Her eyes lock on mine. “You okay?”
“Very okay.”
“Okay, good.”
She closes her eyes and tips her face up to mine once more. The words are just a breath on her lips as she says them. “I’m just having a hard time going slowly. I know what you said, but?—”
It’s all the permission I need to do everything I’ve been dreaming about for days.
“Fuck, Junebug, we have all night to go slow. I want you hard and fast, and I don’t want to wait.”
Lifting her up, I angle her hips against me, and she wraps her legs around my waist. She leans forward, and our lips meet again—passionate, hungry. No hesitation.
I push her against her front door and let my hands trail down her legs and back again, feeling every curve of her thighs under the thin fabric of her dress, desperate to strip it off.
“Where’s your key?” I ask against her lips.
She fishes around in her pocket and places it in my palm. I fumble it into the lock with one eye open, unwilling to break the kiss for anything.
The door springs open, and we tumble inside, me holding her hard against my body and her burying her face in my neck. It’s dark in the room, but I’ve been in her house enough times to know my way around a little, so I move in the direction I think will take us to her bedroom.
“Yeah, down this hall,” she purrs against my ear while my insides are consumed by lust. Careful not to bump her against any walls, I make my way to the bedroom, where a bright white blanket catches the moonlight through a window.
Lowering PJ onto the bed, I survey her body from head to toe, salivating over which part of her I want first. My brain fires on all cylinders, and I feel momentarily lost in the choices. And I plan to devour it all.
“So fucking sexy…” I pull off each of her shoes and toe off my own.
