Page 52 of One Midnight Kiss

She bit her lip. My eyes dropped to her mouth. I realized my heart was pounding in my chest.

“I’ve never been able to… finish, during sex,” she admitted, looking right at me.

I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. This did not feel like a taco conversation but clearly it was important to her. “You were married, though, right? I mean, you’re not a virgin, are you?”

“Obviously not,” she said with a sigh. “But I am in a way, I guess.”

I felt something electric pass between us. The things I could show her…

The lights around us started shutting off, signaling the end of the night. I hadn’t realized how late it had gotten, how long we’d been sitting out there talking, lost in each other.

“I guess that’s our cue,” I said.

We both laughed as I stood, swaying a little. She grabbed my arm for balance.

“You good?” I asked.

“Yep. All good.”

As we made our way back to the hotel, I spotted something shiny on the ground. Bending down, I picked up a diamond ring.

“Think it’s real?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” she said. “Does it matter?”

I bit it. Not hard but joking around.

“Ew!” She scowled, recoiling at the action. “Do you always put random things you find on the ground in your mouth?”

“It’s fake,” I said, grinning. Then, on impulse, I dropped to one knee in the middle of the street and grabbed her hand.

“What are you doing?” she squealed, laughing and swatting at me.

“Proposing, obviously,” I said, deadpan, pushing the ring on her finger. “Will you make me the happiest man alive?”

“You’re ridiculous.” She laughed, but she didn’t pull her hand away.

I got to my feet and together we made our way into the hotel lobby. We were still laughing as we got into the elevator. The doors closed and it was just us.

Suddenly, everything felt sharper, more intense. Without thinking, I stepped closer, pinning her to the wall and kissing her.

I expected it to be messy or a little sloppy, but it wasn’t. It was earth shattering.

Her lips parted beneath mine. I felt like I had been struck by lightning. When I finally pulled back, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes heavy.

I knew she wanted me to keep going—she started to pull me back as the elevator dinged, doors opening on our floor—but I shook my head.

God, I wanted her. I had a list of things I planned to do to her based on the kinks she’d hinted at earlier. But we’d both been drinking, and I wasn’t going to let this moment get lost in a blur. I wanted to remember every minute, every second. I wanted her to remember it.

I kissed the corner of her mouth, lingering there for a moment. “I’ll see you in the morning,” I whispered, my voice rough with restraint.

I watched her walk into her room, heart pounding, wanting nothing more than to follow her inside. But I forced myself to go into my room. I closed the door to my own room behind me.

It was going to be a long night.