mine. Our groans mingle as I dive into her, content to spend the rest of my life right here, kissing her.
The rest of the world can fuck right off as I sip and taste, memorizing the feel of her. Soaking in her
low moans and light gasps.
It can’t get any better.
Maya’s teeth nip at my lower lip, and I realize I was wrong. This is better. Her innocently carnal
exploration takes me right to the fucking edge of control. It’s so different from anything I’ve ever
experienced. So much more powerful.
I have never, not once, kissed someone I felt this deeply for. My reaction to her is terrifying.
Not wanting to be an ass…again, I use every bit of my experience to ease back slowly, giving
myself a pep talk the whole time.Don’t do it. Don’t you dare lay her down in the middle of the
sidewalk.
It works, and with a final groan, we pull apart. Her dazed eyes and reddened, parted lips draw me
back for one more taste, then I force myself to back away from her, putting an arm’s length between
us. I see the hurt and confusion in her eyes and rush to soothe it.
“I can’t handle anymore. We’re too good together, and I’m about to lose my fucking mind
already.” Her confusion fades, and her lips curve into a smile, and I realize I am in so much trouble.
More than I’ve ever been in. And I’m not planning to do anything to get out of it.
Something dangerous lights her gaze, and I squeak, dancing back out of her reach, making her fold
over laughing. “Stop teasing me, woman. We’re supposed to be on a date, not making out like horny
teenagers.”
She stands, casually tossing her hair over her shoulder, and I forget my name for a minute. How
the hell did I think she was frumpy? Well, ok, her clothes are frumpy as fuck, but the woman in them is
fire.
“I feel like a horny teenager. I had no idea.” She shakes her head, voice full of awe. “No wonder
the girls went under the bleachers with the boys.”
“I…um, thought you’d be shy about all this.”
She scrunches up her face. “I’m thirty-four. Just because I haven’t been with a man doesn’t mean I
haven’t done plenty of solo exploration.”
Laughing at the thunderstruck look on my face, she tugs me toward the coffee shop, lit up on the
corner. “Come on, my face is freezing.”
