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“Reason two, you just saw the guy you like go off with another girl.” His face was serious.
She frowned at that one. What did that have to do with anything? Logan did that every weekend. It wasn’t like she expected him to take her home tonight. She didn’t work that way. Normally.
She hadn’t expected to be making out with Jonah at this point. Or considering having sex with Jonah tonight. Jonah wasn’t normal for her. Maybe her normal needed to be shaken up.
“You may not think it has anything to do with your decision, but add that to the drinking and all I can see is a whole lot of regret in the morning.” Jonah’s fingers teased the knot of her shirt. “I’m more than happy to make out with you though.”
She laughed at his sly look. “I thought Claire was your kiss.”
He leaned in until his lips hovered over hers, a breath away. Butterflies launched in her stomach as she held her breath in anticipation. “I already told you I would have chosen you for everything.”
Her heart swelled as he captured her lips. He took his time exploring her mouth and she tried to follow his lead. He was patient with her. She’d never been kissed like this before. The few quick kisses over the years hadn’t been a full-on make out session, and even Chet hadn’t just settled in to kiss her without trying to grab her breast or ass.
Jonah’s full attention stayed on her mouth and lips. His hands remained on her back, but she could feel his hardness under his jeans pressed against her underwear. Barely anything separated them. Instead of being embarrassed, she wanted those layers gone.
He didn’t rush the kiss, just gentle touches of his tongue and the movement of his lips over hers. But the urge to grind against him, to get some friction, almost overwhelmed her. Then his hands slid into her hair, gently massaging her scalp.
Maybe she would be horrified in the morning when she thought about the moans that came from her throat when he sucked on her tongue. Maybe she’d regret sucking his tongue to see if she could get the same response. She got a moan and a thrust of his hips against hers.
But right now, she wanted more. She wanted his hands to wander over her. She wanted to feel his hot skin beneath her fingertips.
She ached with need she was just beginning to understand when he lifted his mouth from hers.
His thumb traced over her swollen lip. “Beautiful.”
Her heart ricocheted inside her chest as his lips descended to hers again. His hands slid down to her bottom and she squeaked in surprise when he stood with her still attached. Her legs wrapped around his waist, drawing him closer to where she needed him most. She throbbed at the contact.
He lifted his lips and his eyes captured hers. He rested his forehead to hers. “I want to fuck you so bad.”
Her sex clenched in response. She almost nodded. She would totally be okay with that.
He looked over her shoulder at their bedroom doors and then at the counter.
She would be game for either one right now. Instead, he walked over to the couch. The couch could work.
“But not tonight.” He sat with her still straddling him. Her fingers still tangled in his hair. His hands still cupped her ass.
His breathing was heavy, but so was hers. She didn’t want to think anymore. Not about what she had in the past. Not about drinking. Not about Logan. She just wanted to feel what Jonah made her feel through her whole body.
“Please,” she whispered.
He groaned and pulled her in tight against him again. “Little bird, if you wake up and still want this, I will be more than willing to take you as high as you want to go.”
“I don’t want to stop.” She couldn’t help the words from falling out of her mouth. She never wanted this to end. As if he dangled something shiny in front of her for the first time in her life, she wanted to grab it and hold onto it forever. Keep feeling this exquisite sensation pouring through her body.
He slid his lips against hers. “Neither do I.”
“So don’t,” she whispered against his lips. Her insides were caught in the hurricane. “I don’t want to sleep tonight.”
“Fuck, Lacy.” His lips took charge of the kiss. His hands skimmed up her sides, finding the bare skin of her back. Except for brief contact, he hadn’t really touched her anywhere that would provide her any relief.
“Jonah,” she whispered against his lips, feeling his control hanging by a thread. Wanting to snap that thread and have him take her.
He growled as his hand gently cupped her breast. His thumb trailed over her covered nipple, just enough to send pleasure spiraling through her. Was this why someone would want to just fuck someone else? These intense feelings of longing and desire flowing through her?
She wasn’t in love with Jonah. She liked him and found him attractive, but love? That wasn’t part of this. Besides, he didn’t want love from her and she didn’t need it from him. But this fire between them had slowly started to consume her. Earlier she’d wanted his kiss and now she couldn’t even think about separating from his lips. She wanted more.
Maybe some day she’d be able to love and be loved by someone. Until then, Jonah could unlock her passion and show her how it was supposed to feel as opposed to her experience. Right now, she wanted this. More kissing. More touching. More Jonah.
