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Is he saying…that he wants us to kiss? On the lips?
“What…what does that mean?”
“I mean you don’t get to be Julia Roberts anymore. Sexispersonal, and if you want it from me, that’s my price.”
My brows shoot up. “Do you have a movie reference in your back pocket for every situation?”
He lets out a soft laugh. “Just about. But I mean it, Tanner. This is your choice—if the thought of kissing me is too gross then you should just go find some other walking dildo to be your stress relief. I’m not going to be with someone who just wants me for my dick.” He lets out a breath and starts to back toward the door. “Take however long you need to think about it and let me know when you’ve decided.”
He turns for the door and my mind suddenly snaps back into gear.
I catch up to him in two large strides, blocking his exit. “Wait—”
Deacon’s brows shoot up. “We both agreed it was time to call it a night.”
“How am I supposed to decide if I want you to kiss me if I don’t know whether you’re a good kisser?”
“I am afabulouskisser,” he assures me.
“Well I don’t know that,” I argue. “Where are your references?”
He lets out a soft chuckle. “Should I be carrying around a resume?”
“I think a sample would be a good idea.”
“A sample?”
I nod. “Yes. You can give me a kissing sample and then I’ll decide if I want more. Like a free trial.”
“You’ve already had the free trial, babe.” He waggles his eyebrows suggestively. “With all the extra features.”
“And I’m definitely interested in signing up for the full-access plan. But I want a kissing sample first.”
His lips curve into a smirk and he nods. “Okay, then.” He leans forward, and I brace myself for the kiss, but he bypasses my lips to whisper in my ear instead. “Just so you know, I kiss the way I fuck.”
Before I have a chance to figure out what he means, his lips are on mine. Hard and demanding, like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. And now I understand what he meant; the kiss is full of the same power and dominance he had over my body last week. I can’t fight the onslaught. And, surprisingly, I don’t want to…
I’ve never thought about kissing a man before—not even Deacon, until the condition was laid out on the table—so I can’t really say whether this is how I expected it to be. But I’ll admit that when he gave me the ultimatum, I figured it’d be something I’d just have to put up with; I wasn’t expecting it to be something I’d actually enjoy. I didn’t think it would be so…hot.
And I definitely couldn’t have imagined it would turn me into this: a groaning, whimpering mess, clinging tight to Deacon as desire rages through my body.
He finally tears his lips from mine and I draw in some much-needed oxygen. My mouth feels lonely now, and all I can think about is how much I want his lips on me again. Which is completely ridiculous. Clearly my brain has been deprived of oxygen for too long, and all my blood’s rushed to my cock. No wonder I’m thinking up absolute nonsense.
“Are you ready to sign up?” he asks me, his hungry, heated gaze flicking between my eyes and my lips.
It takes me far too long to figure out what the fuck he’s talking about, but then I dredge up the conversation from before the kiss and let out a soft chuckle. “Fuck, yes.”
A wide grin spreads across his face. “Thank god.” Then he yanks down the zipper of my hoodie and hastily shoves it off me, before grabbing the hem of my t-shirt and tugging it up over my head. Then his lips come crashing back against mine for another fierce, demanding kiss as his hands blaze trails of heat over my bare torso.
CHAPTER15
DEACON
Iknow, I know, I was supposed to be leaving—big weekend ahead and all that—but there’s no way I can go now. Not after that kiss.
I attack his mouth as my hands run over the hard, lean muscles of his chest. I didn’t get to explore his gorgeous body as much as I would have liked to last week, and now I just can’t help myself.
Tanner grips onto my hair, holding my mouth against his and kissing me back just as eagerly. I’m not going to lie, his response to my kisses has definitely caught me off guard—but in a good way. I’m not entirely sure what I was expecting to get out of my little ultimatum, but it wasn’t this.
