“Yeah, it’s just food,” she says back to me, but her pitch is higher than usual. I knew the initial adrenaline would wear off at some point.
I go to the opposite end of the kitchen, retrieving the rest of the Thai food to dish onto the plates. “Do you want any crackers or are you one of those weird people who-”
I turn around and Scarlett’s body is pressed up against mine, her lips inches away from my mouth. She’s standing on her tiptoes a little, trying to reach my face.
Wait. What?
I pull back from her, slightly. “Uh, hi?”
“Hi,” she whispers back, pulling her pink lips between her teeth before rolling them back out. I place the bag of food in my hand onto one of the counters. Her voice is still low and quiet as she says, “I don't know what I'm doing.”
“That's okay,” I whisper gently, pushing her hair behind her ear, loving the way she blushes ever so slightly. I can’t help the grin that spreads across my face as she continues pressing herself to me, holding her head higher. “It seems like you want to kiss me, Angel.”
“Seems like I’m not the only one,” she says, pressing herself into me and I can feel the way my dick presses against her stomach. I don’t know when I got so fucking hard, but it’s just her.
She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling at the hair at the back of my neck that’s wrapped around her finger.
“This doesn’t mean that I like you or anything, by the way.”
“Shut up,” I murmur against her mouth.
My lips connect with hers and I instantly feel at home. I don’t know how I've managed to deal without this for weeks. Without her. Because when Scarlett kisses me, she doesn’t just give me five percent, she gives me everything.
I crush her body closer to mine so she can feel everything. She can feel how badly I want her. Her hands play with my hair, pulling and yanking greedily and I let her. When her tongue sneaks into my mouth, I swear I die and come back to life. The kiss becomes frantic. Needy. Just fucking desperate. I curl my hands tighter around her waist, pulling her up until her legs cross against my waist, walking her over to the counter.
Her face is practically glowing red, her lips already a little swollen. She keeps her legs wrapped around mine as I go back in, tilting her head back to get more, as she moans happily into my mouth. I tug tighter on her hair, loving the way her legs tighten around me when I do.
I press rapid kisses across her face and her neck, watching her whole body flash with redness. She stripped down to only the thin top she was wearing under her cardigan so I can get a better access to her chest and the swell of her breasts. I bite and suck and kiss until she’s writhing beneath me.
I capture her lips again, needing to taste her. And God, she tastes so fucking good. It's all sweetness and pure bliss.
“You shouldn’t feel this good,” she whispers into my mouth.
“But I do,” I say back, biting on her bottom lip and she groans. The sound goes straight to my dick.
“But you do,” she repeats back to me.
She kisses me deeply then, letting me push my tongue into her mouth and she sighs. As she relaxes, my hands start to make a journey up her shirt, feeling her bare skin against my hand. I know I've touched her like this before, but I don’t know what I was expecting.
“You feel so fuckingsoft,” I groan, kissing along her neck until I get to her ear.
“What does that even mean?” she says, laughing when I bite the smooth flesh just under her ear.
“I don't know, but it’s driving me insane,” I say. I trail my hands further up her shirt until I get to the underside of her breast, but she reaches a hand down to stop me. My hand pauses as she holds onto my wrist. I pull back a little. We’re both panting, her lips swollen as her chest rises.
“I don't think I want to do anything more, just yet,” she says nervously. “I mean- Of course I do. I enjoyed it last time, but not right now. I just- I just want to kiss you, Ev.”
“Then kiss me, woman,” I demand, and she does.
She kisses me so hard I almost pass out. I can't help my bands roaming all over her body, silently claiming them. Every inch of her just makes me want more, but I tell myself to stop, only going as far as she lets me.
“Is this okay?” I ask into her neck while my hands reach around her back, trailing up her spine. My movements are soft and gentle against the warmth of her skin, taking my time to feel the beautiful inches of her body. She lets out a shuddery exhale as I run a finger down her back again. “Do you want me to stop?”
“It's okay,” she pants, pulling me closer. “It’s good.”
“Are you sure?” I ask again, double checking. She pushes apart from me slightly, both of her soft hands holding onto my face in front of her. She tilts her head in that playful, sweet, and just fucking adorable way that I like.
“Hey, Ev?”
