For a second, I swear she’s about say yes, but then she hitches in a ragged breath. “Totally sure. Keep your head right where it is.”
No chick has ever refused that offer before, and the way she’s so desperately trying to hide how turned on she is makes me grin. “Okay. But I’ll only kiss you on one condition.”
“Huh?” She sounds drunk, and blinks at me like everything’s out of focus. “Youhave a condition?”
“It’s only fair.”
She stares at me as though I’ve lost my mind.I think I fucking have.Not that I care, since crazy as this all is, I’ve never had as much fun hooking up before.
Finally, she speaks. “What is it?”
“I can use my hands on you.” I wave my fingers in her face, and she glances at them as though she has no idea what I’m talking about.
“Okay.” There’s a cautious note in her voice as though she thinks it’s some kind of trick. “But that’s all. Just your hands.”
That’s all I need.
I run the tips of my fingers along her body, from shoulder to hip. She gives a little shiver, which is all I need to know that she wants this as much as I do, despite the way she’s holding out.
“You like that?”
“I guess.” She sounds reluctant to admit it, as though it puts her at a disadvantage or something.
“You’re not leaving here until youknow.”
I thread my fingers through hers and pull her arms above her head. Her back arches, and she glares at me like I’ve crossed her line.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“Using my hands. That’s allowed, remember?”
“I didn’t say anything about…” She flounders for a second as she glances up at her trapped hands. “Bondage.”
“You didn’t say it was off-limits, either. Give me a break, Amelia. I’m only using my hands, like we agreed.”
“I didn’t think you were—” She cuts herself off and groans. “Okay, you win.”
I grin with satisfaction and move a little closer, so our bodies are all but touching. “I usually do.”
It’s the wrong thing to say. I know it as soon as the words drop from my mouth, because instead of wrapping her leg around me, she tries to tug free. When that doesn’t get her anywhere, she glares at me again.
“Can we just kiss and get it over with?”
I laugh. Can’t help it. I don’t know why she’s fighting against it so hard, when all that’s at stake is a kiss. “You sure you want this? Because if not, just say the word.”
“Oh myGod.” She squeezes her eyes shut for a second before leveling me with her gorgeous green gaze. “Do you alwaystalkso much before you kiss a girl? Or are you hoping to make me so desperate I’ll agree to do anything? Because I’ve already told you my hard limits.”
Herhard limitsare killing me, but a promise is a promise, and the fact she’s just admitted she’s close to being desperate is enough for me.
“Okay.” I drift my mouth along the length of her throat. I don’t know what her scent is. Roses? Driving me crazy. “If you don’t come, I promise the next time we kiss I won’t say a word.”
She gives a choked laugh. “You’re so full of it. That’snotgoing to happen. Either the kissorthe other,” she adds, as though I need clarification.
I graze my teeth on the soft flesh where her neck meets shoulder, and she gives a delicate shudder. “Sounds like a challenge, Amelia. I never back down from a challenge.”
“I’m not going to have sex with you.” Her voice is all breathy, and I don’t know why she’s making such a big thing out of it. Not that it matters. She wants me to work for it, fine by me. I’ll have her on her knees before she knows it, begging me to take herright fucking now.
“Keep telling yourself that.” I release one of her hands and slide beneath her skirt, and drag one finger over her satisfyingly wet pussy. She rears back, banging her head against the door. “Yeah, I can tell how much you don’t want to fuck me.”
