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I just can’t believe it. Where has this girl been my whole life…and why the hell did I just think that? Jesus, I need to get it together. I don’t do forever. Maybe it’s just the beer because this kiss is making me want forever as long as her lips are on mine. But fuck, I’m too young for all that crazy shit. I don’t want that. I want fun, and this girl is just fun.
When her mouth opens, I don’t even pause. I move my mouth onto hers, running my tongue along hers as her hand comes up, bracing herself on my arm. But she isn’t going anywhere. I’ve got her.
I’ll always have her.
Whoa. What the hell?
But I can’t think too much into that. I can’t think at all as she takes over the kiss, lifting herself without breaking the kiss and pressing her body into mine. Sliding her hands up my chest, she cups my jaw as my hands cup her ass, holding her in place as she devours me. I thought that was my job, but I don’t mind her doing it. I love it, and boy, does she feel right against me, her mouth possessing me.
Man, I’m a fucking goner.
Pulling back only a breath, she nips at my lip, making me gasp and also turning me on so fucking badly I can’t breathe. She then runs the tip of her tongue along the spot she bit, her eyes locked on mine, and I’m convinced I’ll never look into more magnificent eyes and ever feel like this.
I don’t know what I’m feeling.
And I sure as hell won’t label it.
But I don’t want it to stop.
I just can’t.
Her eyes hold mine as our breaths become one. Our chests touch with every pull of air, her breath as warm on my lips as mine is on hers, I’m sure. Her face is completely flushed and beautiful. I want to say it’s the beer that has me drunk, but it can’t be. I’m drunk off the way she looks and tastes.
I’m drunk from Avery.
“You taste like beer.” Her voice is hoarse, sounding every bit like dirty sex.
“You taste like heaven,” I breathe and she grins.
Her eyes darken, no longer the light turquoise but now a deep teal almost, as her lips come to rest against mine. “You don’t need the lines to sleep with me, Jace.”
My heart stops. Fucking stops. Again, I love women, been with a few here and there, but never, never in my whole fucking nineteen years has someone so blatantly said that. I’m not Jude or Jayden; I don’t have it like they do. I usually have to work for it because I’m the third Sinclair women see, but not this time. They are nowhere in sight. I’m all Avery sees, and if her words didn’t make it clear what she wants, her eyes and the heat of her body are loud and clear.
And who am I to turn down this gorgeous angel?
I can guarantee one thing: I might be big, might have been thrown against the boards a few times, and I might look at little on the dumb side, but I’m not stupid.
“Is that right?” I ask, my eyes searching hers. She isn’t drunk, I know this, but I want to give her the out if she wants it. I pray she doesn’t, but just in case. I don’t want to be a dick—fucking hell, I sound like Jayden. It’s like they’re on my shoulders, Jude on one and Jayden on the other, talking to me.
Jude: Fuck her. Don’t be a dumbass.
Jayden: Are you sure she isn’t drunk? She seems like a good girl, not a ho.
Jude: Who cares? Use a condom and have fun!
Jayden: Yeah, use a condom, but make sure she is down for it.
As I shake my head, her brows come together once more. “Yup, all you have to do is ask.”
“Ask?” My brow rises. “You want me to ask to take you to bed?”
She shrugs, laughter in her eyes. “It’s a little gentleman-like.”
“I’m no gentleman, baby.”
“So classy and a gentleman are two different things?”
I’m breathless, kind of unsure what to say, but then words are falling from my lips without thinking. “Sorta. I can be classy but not a gentleman. That usually involves being gentle. Not in my vocab.”
