“That’s not how bets work, lass,” the bastard said as he went to boop her nose again.
“It’s how this one works.”
“Ye know what I can’t help but notice? That ye haven’t kissed me yet, lass,”
“That’s because I’m hoping for a miracle that will save me from having to lower my standards,” Ashlyn said, watching as his lips pulled up into a smile.
“I can give ye a moment ta get yer hopes up if that’ll help, lass,” Shayne said as he reached up and gently pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear.
“I’d rather just get this over with,” Ashlyn said even as her gaze dropped to his lips.
“That’s probably for the best,” Shayne murmured softly as he leaned up and kissed her forehead.
“What are you doing?” Ashlyn asked when he followed that up by kissing her cheek.
“Giving ye time ta mentally prepare yerself for what’s ta come,” Shayne said as he kissed the tip of her nose.
“And if I just want to get it over with?” she asked as she felt his lips pull up into a smile as he kissed her other cheek.
“I suppose we could do that,” Shayne said, making her swallow hard.
“It would probably be for the best,” Ashlyn murmured absently as she watched Shayne pull back and-
Tore a soft moan from her when she felt his lips brush against her neck.
“I thought you wanted a goodnight kiss,” Ashlyn said as her hands fisted in the sheet covering the couch.
“I want ye,” Shayne said, making it really difficult to focus.
He took his time kissing her neck as he slid his hands beneath the blankets and ran them over her back and down over her bottom, driving her crazy as he kissed his way up to her chin, and then, felt his breath tease her lips.
“Start counting, lass,” Shayne whispered before she felt his lips brush against hers.
He had five seconds, Ashlyn reminded herself as she began to count...
One Mississippi, she thought as his lips brushed against hers.
Two Mississippi, she thought as she brushed her lips against his.
Three Mississippi, she thought as he released a groan when she parted her lips.
Four Mississippi, she thought when his tongue found hers and-
“That’s five seconds, lass,” Shayne said, breaking off the kiss as he dropped his head back against the pillow only to groan when she leaned back down and picked up where they left off.
“We agreed to ten,” Ashlyn lied against his lips.
“Did we?” Shayne asked as she shifted to get more comfortable.
“We did,” Ashlyn murmured when the move brought her against the large appendage straining against his sweatpants to get to her.
“I think we’re going ta have ta start over then, lass. I lost count after five,” Shayne said, not sounding sorry at all.
“Me, too,” Ashlyn whispered only to moan when he deepened the kiss as he ran his hands over her, taking his time tracing her curves. His touch felt so familiar, but then again, everything about this did. It felt like they did this before. It had to be the dreams, Ashlyn thought as she found herself moving, unable to help herself.
He felt so good, she thought, rubbing against him.
“That’s it, lass,” Shayne said encouragingly as his hands slid beneath her panties and gave her bottom a gentle squeeze, encouraging her to keep moving. She took her time, rolling her hips as she teased them both, somehow knowing exactly what he liked.
