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When she obeys almost instantly, I have to suppress my groan.
I thrust in my tongue, tasting her sweet mouth and moving my tongue against hers, I make a humming sound of approval. My hand reaches down from her jaw to caress her neck, my thumb tracing her collarbone, feeling her melt under my touch.
God, how is she so responsive?
I suck on her tongue as she lets out a small sound of need and I swallow it. Licking inside her mouth, I listen to her soft moans and the way she’s clinging to me with her fingers clenching in my shirt as if holding on to a lifeline.
My blood rushes downwards when I pull away momentarily to study the way her lips are parted ever so slightly, her face flushed, eyes filled with desire, a helpless expression of arousal on her face.
My willpower snaps and this time, my hands reach out to grip her hair tightly, as I ravage her mouth, plundering her secrets as my wet tongue seduces her, my body pressed against her so I can feel every inch of her.
My hands ache to fill them with her but I hold myself back.
The heat between us is undeniable. It burns savagely, searing our bodies, as I brand her mouth with mine, forcing her to submit to me.
I’ve never wanted a woman so desperately, and as she comes undone in my hands, I have to pull away to catch my breath, to regain some control.
My breathing is harsh, as I stand there pressed against her, my eyes drinking in the dazed expression on her face, greedily. “So much for not having any chemistry.” I smirk, my heart hammering in my chest.
When she blinks, there is a hint of frustrated anger in Halley’s eyes and I don’t avoid the elbow in my gut.
As I groan, letting her slip my hold, I point out, “You kissed me first.”
She marches into the living room.
I follow her. “Halley.”
“Don’t,” she says, sharply, before pushing my blanket to the side and sinking onto the couch.
I tuck my hands in my pockets, knowing she’s upset but not knowing how to fix it. My experience with women is very limited. It’s usually a bam, wham, thank you ma’am, kind of thing.
“I kissed my boss!” She looks devastated.
Guilt hits me like a boulder. “Look…” I run my hands through my hair, agitated. “Don’t get upset. It’s not—we don’t have to do anything about it. It was just a kiss.”
When she looks up at me, I realize that I have to force the words out of me, “If you want, that’s all it will ever be. I’m not—I don’t force myself on women nor will I push you if you’re not comfortable.”
“You don’t get it!” She exclaims looking torn. “It’s not just that—I mean it is that but—That was my first kiss!”
Her words seize me by the throat and I choke out, “W-wait, what?”
If that was her first kiss then that meant, she’s a—a—“But, Halley.” I blink, shaken by the revelation. “You kissed me.”
“I know!” She wails. “I was trying to prove a point. Because you pissed me off. I didn’t know you would be so good at it!”
I’m trying not to feel flattered even as I try to understand the situation seeing as she’s jumping from corner to corner. “How’s that a bad thing?” I sit down next to her. I’m starting to understand what has her so upset. She’s overwhelmed by what’s happened and all the feelings it roused in her.
“I don’t know.” She looks so miserable and confused.
I find it adorable even though it would be the worst thing to be feeling at this moment. I seem to have a terrible bedside manner. I take her hand. “Look, we’ve both been worked to the bone this past week. So we were tired and exhausted and this was just a mistake. If it makes you feel better, we can pretend it never happened.”
She’s silent for a few long seconds as she stares at the way I’m caressing her knuckles with my thumb. “Why are you being so nice to me?”
“I’m always nice to you.”
“No.” She sniffs. “You’re a dick to me half the time.”
