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She gasped, her eyes flicking back to my mouth like she couldn’t help herself.
Lord knows I’d wanted to kiss her from the moment I saw her at the motorhome: soft lips parted in surprise, her hair a wild mane, those cheeks flushed.
Just one kiss.
“And you’re wondering if I want to kiss you, too.”
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Ballydoon Community Group:
Bruce posted 7.48 p.m.:
Next training session at the Rural Fire Brigade is Saturday on backburning techniques. We’ll do a controlled burn on the Zanetti’s property. Meet at the fire brigade shed to sign in. Sausage sizzle afterwards. Call me to register.
The stranger rubbed his thumb over his bottom lip and I couldn’t look away.
“That’s cheating,” I blurted. “Of course, I’ll look at your lips if you touch them.”
He was right. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to be kissed like I was being claimed and I wanted him to do it.
But he hadn’t said he wanted to kiss me back.
The bourbon and Coke I’d an hour ago hadn’t dulled the adrenaline rush of my win. Being with this man only made my buzz stronger.
Sharing secrets with him had heightened a growing need to make this connection between us physical. I wanted to touch him, hold him, feel his body against mine, skin to skin.Oh god. His smile alone had my brain chanting to grab him and demand he be the one to end my sex drought right now.
“You’re right.”
I closed the gap between us. My breasts brushed against his chest with every breath. In a daze, I reached up and trailed my index finger over his bottom lip.
“I want to know what you taste like.”
“Holy shit,” he muttered, his breathing ragged.
I blinked, pulling my hand away. “I’m sorry, that was rude. I shouldn’t—”
He cupped my jaw, his body flush against mine. “Don’t apologise. That was … fucking hot.” He rubbed his nose against mine, breathing the air from my mouth. “I’m going to kiss you now.”
His words were half-question, half-statement. He waited for me, his eyes full of fire and hunger. I nodded.
He pressed his lips against mine; soft and unhurried while tracing small circles over my jaw with his thumbs. My body trembled.
He slid his tongue along the seam of my mouth once, then twice, begging me to open up to him. And I did with a moan.
He leisurely stroked my tongue with his, savouring and teasing me to see what I liked. No boy or man had ever taken the time to see how I liked to be kissed. Each time had been rushed, wet, fumbling.
But this kiss was fireworks.
My body felt like it had been lit up from the inside. Every nerve in my body exploded with sensation. I speared my fingers into his thick hair, raking my fingernails over his scalp and he groaned into our kiss.
He released one hand from my jaw and slipped it around my waist to my lower back.
I tensed. Could he feel the scarred ridges over my back? He kissed my jaw and then down my neck, his hand now cupping my bottom.
“You smell amazing,” he murmured against my skin.
