Page 84 of Small Town Love


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I can feel my panties starting to grow damp as I set the plates down on the counter, his arm brushing against mine as he joins me.

Suddenly I’m hungry for so much more than food.

“Do you like cold pizza?” I ask him and he stares at me, confused.

“Uh, sure.”

“Good,” I say, jumping up into his arms.

The action takes him off guard but he has fast reflexes. His hands cup the back of my thighs, his pupils dilating as my legs wrap around his waist and my fingers tangle in his hair.

“Do you want me?” I whisper against his lips and he nods.

“More than I want my next breath. More than anything.”

I can’t hold back how I feel for him any longer and our lips meet. Kissing him is like jumping out of a plane or being on a rollercoaster. I’m alive. It’s the only time lately when I don’t feel any of my responsibilities pressing down on me. When I don’t feel so completely alone and out of my depth.

Heath kisses me slow and I appreciate him not wanting to rush me but I feel like if I don’t feel his skin against mine in the next minute, I’m going to lose my mind.

“Bedroom,” I breath and he nods, gripping my hand and leading me toward the stairs.

We take them two at a time and I giggle as he tries to lead me into the bathroom.

“This one,” I say, tugging him into my room.

Heath’s hands land on my ass and he squeezes as his lips find mine. We back up toward the bed. I can feel his cock, hard and thick just behind the ridge of his zipper, and I moan, wiggling against it as the back of my legs hit the bed.

I reach for his shirt, my fingers clumsy as I try to pull it off of him but he helps me. Our lips break apart and then meet again hungrily as soon as the material is off.

His chest is covered in a dusting of hair and I can’t help but run my hands all over him. I love how hard and strong he is under my palms and I try to rub myself against him.

Heath bites back a groan, breaking the kiss and tugging my shirt off. My bra disappears next and there’s only a moment for me to feel self-conscious. It disappears as soon as I catch sight of Heath’s face.

His eyes are heated as they devour me. He looks like a man who has found a treasure and is about to fight to the death to keep it.

“Beautiful,” he says, his voice gruff as he reaches out and runs one calloused finger down the base of my neck, between my breasts.

He circles my belly button and I shiver.

“Am I your first?” he asks, his voice deeper than it was just a second ago and I nod.

“Yeah, I uh, well, I never got around to it.”

The excuse sounds lame but Heath seems pleased.

“Good. I’m your first, then…and your last.”

His hands find my pants and he unbuttons them, tugging them and my panties down my legs. As soon as I step out, he pushes me back onto the bed and comes down over me.

I don’t know when he pushed his own jeans and boxers down, and I don’t worry about it too much. Not when his hot cock rubs against my slit and drives me wild.

“Please,” I beg, not even sure what I’m begging for.

“Not yet. I need to get you ready for me first,” he says and with that, he starts to kiss his way down my body.

He reaches my breasts and he cups them in his big hands, squeezing them together as he sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. He pulls the pebbled peak between his teeth and I gasp. It feels like there’s an electric current straight from my nipples to my core and I clench around nothing.

“I need…” I start but I can’t find the words.

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