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“Gorgeous, though.” Floss let me pull her up. “Have you been on the other end of her temper?”
“No, but I've seen her rile up to Andy.” I led her down to the street level, thanking the staff profusely as we passed. They’ddone a fine job, and I’d paid them for the evening in advance which left us free to wander the few blocks to Floss’ home.
We reached the end of the commercial area, where the soft glow from houses began to replace hard fluorescents. Her hand was still inside mine, and she hadn’t pulled away.
“Thank you for tonight, for letting me learn more about you,” she murmured as we reached the corner of the next block. “I— I haven't really done this before.”
“Ever?” I hiked my eyebrows, turning to face her. “No one’s taken you out?”
She shook her head. “No. I sort of met people through friends and I just...merged social groups, I guess. Everything was informal–beach life, student life, and I guess I went with it.”
I recalled my own words to her from earlier in the evening. “This might be a little...different.”Overwhelmingwas the word that came to mind but I kept that to myself. “Tell me anytime you need to back out, Floss. I won’t hold you to a promise made under duress.”
“It wasn’t.” She smiled, flicking her hair back off her shoulders. It glimmered gold in the streetlights as she pointed to a house a few down from where we stood. “I’m that one.” Her voice trembled slightly.
She took a hesitant step forward, her hand firmly wrapped around mine. I narrowed my gaze, letting her tow me along. Suddenly, the comment about not being used to dating earlier took on new meaning.A one-time, fun-time girl, huh?She had to be. And no judgment from me—I might have earned a white Ranger’s hat but I sure as hell was no saint.
But just because something was good didn’t mean we had to rush it.
Curls draped over her face as she dug about one-handed into her purse when we reached the arched doorway of her house. Slowly and deliberately, so I wouldn't startle her, I caught herwrist in a firm grip and broke her focus. She stilled at the touch, her head rising to stare at me with wide eyes that were almost as tempting as those pillowy soft lips.
“Thanks for giving me a chance.” I stared down at her, my own heart hammering. Her lips parted and my jeans tightened.Not tonight.Another night, perhaps; a plan began to form in my mind.
But not tonight.
“Do you want to come inside?” she asked my chest. Pink stained her cheeks as I found the side light and flicked it on, removing the shadows around us.
“Not tonight, Flossy.” Her chin dipped a bit, and I crooked a knuckle to bring her eyes back level with mine. “I know I didn't ask you last time, but can I kiss you?” The words rang true because they were, but they were also designed to take the sting out of the rejection.
Because it wasn't really one—just postponing what I hoped we could be for the short period I’d have her in my life.
A smile took the fear out of her eyes as she nodded her consent, and in that moment, I wanted to know she’d be mine forever.
But she’s not yours.
Because none of it was real.
Dipping my head, I pressed my mouth over hers, drawing in the sweet, floral scent of her that mingled with the honey taste of her desert and wanted to groan out loud.She tastes like heaven.I regretted that choice not to take her up on her invitation to go inside as she slid her hands around my shoulders, linking them behind my neck and rising onto her toes as high as she could to press against me.
Her lips parted when I traced my tongue along that soft pink pillow I’d been eyeing off all night, swallowing her sigh as I deepened the kiss. I tugged on her hair until she angled her headback, and she arched into me, her body fitting in the curve of mine to perfection.
“Are you sure you don’t want to come inside?” she mumbled against my mouth when I let her up for air, still kissing me between words.
“Not as convinced as I was a moment ago, but no. I’ll do one thing right, Flossy. But...” I rested my forehead to hers as I caught her shoulders and backed her against her door, snagging quick, open mouthed kisses. Her tongue tangled with mine, sending sensation prickling across the tops of my thighs and along my cock.
Ruching the material of her skirt in my fist at her waist, I pressed my knee between her thighs and up, relishing the little musical sigh that softened her body against mine.
“I thought Rangers were supposed to be gentlemen,” she whispered, her eyes wide as I braced my forearms either side of her head, boxing her in.
She shivered in the space I created, arching to press her mouth against mine. I gave into the urge, kissing her harder, nipping and sucking on her bottom lip until I knew it would be rose red and swollen when I was done. The heat between our bodies rose as I pulsed my knee up against her pussy, her body already trying to ride out the impending orgasm as she rose onto her tiptoes to avoid the pressure that built when my knee rubbed against her through the thin material of her dress.
Her breath caught as she bore down, rubbing herself shamelessly against my jeans. I caught her hip in a firm grip when she came to herself and tried to pull away, refusing to let her ruin the pleasure, making her ride it out.
“Acton,” she whimpered, her head falling forward to rest her cheek against my chest, clinging to me with both arms wrapped around my back.
She trembled there as I scooped her into my arms, tucking her curves to my chest.
“God, you feel good there.”Right. Like I shouldn't walk away from her. But if I went inside her house, I knew I'd end up worshiping her body on my knees, with little doubt of how the night would end.
