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Turning back, she asked, “What can I carry?”
We got everything unloaded, and then I found myself in the kitchen after we let Matilda outside to run around. I looked down into Sasha’s eyes.
The need to kiss her felt like a whip lashing at my back. She was standing right there, her hand resting on the kitchen counter as she drew her tongue along the spoon she’d just dipped in honey to stir into a cup of tea.
She set the spoon down, and I took one step, closing the distance between us. “You shouldn’t do that,” I murmured, my voice coming out low and gravelly.
“Do what?”
“Lick the spoon.”
Her puzzled eyes met mine. “What’s the problem with that?”
“I want to kiss you,” I practically growled.
ChapterFive
SASHA
I stared up at Noah, my mouth falling open. “Huh?”
His eyes narrowed as he took a step closer. “I. Want. To. Kiss. You.”
Each word out of his mouth came out slowly and deliberately. I heard the words and technically knew the meaning, but my mind just couldn’t comprehend them. I’d been a single mom busy raising my daughter for fifteen years, those years encompassing the entirety of my adulthood and the last years of my adolescence. Feeling sexy and the object of anyone’s desire was practically a foreign concept to me at this point.
“You do?” I finally squeaked.
“Didn’t I just say it twice?” He was starting to look almost annoyed.
“Oh.”
“Oh?” he countered. “All you have to do is tell me to back the fuck off. No need to be coy about it.”
I rested a hand on my hip. “I’m not being coy. I’m just a little rusty. I can’t believe you want to kiss me.”
“It’s not smart,” he said, almost as if to himself.
“What’s not smart about it?” I pressed, now almost offended about something I’d thought wasn’t possible seconds ago.
“You’re Thea’s friend.”
“And I’m an adult,” I sputtered. “For God’s sake, I have a fifteen-year-old daughter. Speaking of being coy, just be honest. I know the whole single mom thing is a huge turn-off.”
Noah erased the distance between us in a hot second, and I found myself with my hips pressing against the counter and his arms caging me in on either side. “I’m not being coy. I’m never coy. This has nothing to do with you being a single mom. I’m just trying to be sensible, and you’re not making it easy,” he muttered, his eyes flashing and his voice taut.
A thrill chased through me at his words. Well, that and the fact I could feel his muscled thighs pressing against mine. He carried a subtle, masculine scent, woodsy with a hint of the ocean and snow.
“I’ve spent my entire adult life being sensible.” I heard myself saying, almost startled at my boldness. “What if I don’t want to be sensible?”
Noah’s nostrils flared, and he took in a sharp breath. “Sasha,” he warned.
Determined not to get dismissed, I leaned up, sliding my hand around the back of his neck, and brought my lips to his. The moment we made contact, it felt as if an actual sizzle of electricity linked us. My lips almost burned from the heat of it.
Noah stilled for two electrifying beats of my heart. Then he groaned and angled his head to the side. One of his hands pressed between my shoulder blades, sliding up as his fingers tangled in my hair. He took control of our kiss in a searing second. His tongue slid across the seam of my lips, and I opened, letting out a moan at the feel of his tongue sweeping in and gliding against mine.
I didn’t know how long it lasted because I lost track of everything, including time, but our kiss wentabsolutelywild. I arched against him, savoring the feel of his swollen arousal pressing at the apex of my thighs. Our kiss almost felt like a fight. I was fighting to unleash a part of me that had lain dormant for years. Meanwhile, Noah’s tongue dueled with mine, his lips sensual and commanding.
Eventually, he drew back, and I felt myself following him, but he held my head still where his palm lightly gripped the nape of my neck. His forehead fell to mine as he pressed a kiss to one corner of my mouth and then the other. “Sasha,” he whispered gruffly, “slow down.”
