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And then he leans close, moving slowly, until his mouth presses against mine, so gently at first I barely feel the subtle pressure, just a light warmth against my lips, followed by a puff of air.
Is this really happening?
And then he pulls back and studies me, as if he’s expecting me to wig out on him.
You’re just a trophy fuck.
I am not.
You are so damn gullible! You idiot.
I look away. “Stop it!”
“Hey.” Jason’s voice is gentle as he locks onto my gaze. “Who do you trust? Me or her?”
“You,” I answer without hesitation.
“Then don’t listen to her. Listen tome.”
I wish it was that easy.
Jason leans in again, this time his lips settling more fully on mine. He releases my hand and slides his fingers into my hair, holding me loosely as he deepens the kiss.
I’m struck by the realization that this is my first real kiss. Yes, horrible people did horrible things to me, but this—this is my firstrealkiss. I want to focus on happy memories and not the bad ones.
I want to lose myself in the heat and scent of him. He smells so good. Partly it’s his cologne, and partly it’s the smell of fresh laundry, but mostly it’s justhim. His scent heats my body and makes my belly quiver.
Jason’s hand drifts up to the back of my neck. I never imagined anything could feel this good. Tingles of pleasure race up and down my spine, and my entire body reacts. My breasts feel heavy. My belly clenches hotly, as does the aching spot between my legs.
He pulls back a bit and brushes his thumb over my bottom lip. “I’ve wanted to kiss you so badly.”
“Me too.”
His smile is beautiful, the way his eyes light up and their corners crinkle. And then he licks his bottom lip and moves in for another kiss. This one is different. It’s hotter and a bit hungry. His lips begin to move, sliding cautiously against mine, and when I feel the tip of his tongue stroke my lips, tasting me, the breath leaves my lungs in a hot rush.
Jason’s fingers gently grip the back of my neck, and he holds me close for a kiss. I’m not afraid ofthis. I’m not afraid ofhim, and the realization is liberating. My hands move of their own accord, skimming up his arms, and then across his firm, broad shoulders, and then higher still until I’m cupping his face. His trim beard feels strange against my palms, softer than I expected.
With a harsh groan, he shivers at my touch, and I realize he’s just as shaken as I am.
He wants this, too.
Heat sweeps through me, and my body aches. All of me longs for somethingmore. For the things I’ve only read about in romance novels, but never experienced myself.
When a whimper escapes me, Jason’s hand tightens on the back of my neck, and with a groan, he nudges my lips apart. I gasp when his tongue touches mine, velvety soft as it strokes me gently. I suck in a breath.
He pauses a moment. “Doing okay?” he murmurs against my lips.
I nod, but don’t dare try to speak. I’m not sure I could put a coherent sentence together at the moment.
Jason slowly pulls back, smiling as he touches my bottom lip. He swallows hard and then sighs. “I’m trying really hard to take things slowly.”
I shake my head. “I’m fine. You don’t need to slow down because of me.”
His smile deepens into a grin. “Oh, honey.” He brushes my cheek. “You have no idea—” But he stops there, as if he’s already said too much. He leans against the back of the sofa and pulls me close, his arm sliding around me. “Maybe we should watch the movie now.”
Wait! What happened to the kissing? I liked the kissing.“Why?”
He actually laughs. “Because we need to slow down.”
