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Closer. I want to be closer.
I wriggle closer on his lap, jamming my hips against his. Our bodies rub over each other. My hand slides up his thick thigh, and he wraps his fingers around my wrist, drawing my hand up higher, towards the waistband of his jeans…
Josh coughs, and we yank apart. Zack’s eyes drift open slowly. He licks his lips.
“Right, then,” he says. “Huh.” He clears his throat. “Quick learner, aren’t you?”
I slip off his lap, breathing hard. My skin feels hot under my clothes. I’m wet and throbbing. I don’t think I’ve ever been turned on by kissing before, but right now, I’m so hot it’s literally uncomfortable.
I turn back to face Josh. He’s sitting stiffly on the armchair, his eyes fixed on us, his cheeks pink. He clears his throat and nods.
“Yeah. You look fine,” he says, his voice rough. “I wouldn’t worry.”
“Right.” I look down. “Good.”
We’re all silent for a few seconds. I squeeze my thighs together.
“Uh oh,” Zack says. “I know that face. You’ve fallen for me, haven’t you?”
I scowl at him. “What? No.”
He tuts. “I warned you I was powerful, babe. You shoulda been more careful.”
I jab him hard in the ribs, making him grunt and double over. “Get over yourself. It was just for practice.”
“You say that now, lovebug, but I’m like a drug,” he insists. “Tomorrow, you’ll be wanting your daily fix.”
I snort and stand. “As if. I need the bathroom.”
“Need to calm yourself down?” He nods understandingly. “I get it, babe. Take your time. Do some breathing exercises. It’ll pass.”
I flip him off, pushing my hair back and heading into the corridor towards the bathroom. I click the lock behind me and lean heavily against the door, breathing deeply.
He was only joking, but the embarrassing thing is, I really do need to calm myself down. I glance at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, almost scared of what I’ll see.
It’s just as I suspected.
My cheeks are pink. My eyes are bright. My hair is ruffled from his fingers. When I clench my fists, my fingers stick together with sweat. I groan inwardly, closing my eyes.
For the first time, I understand what all of the hype over kissing is about. I feel like I’m on fire.
I run the cold tap and splash some water onto my cheeks and neck, rubbing it into the hollow of my throat. I don’t know what’s happening.
But I like it.
* * *
When I’ve pulled myself together, I fix my hair and step back into the corridor — and immediately slam face-first into a wall of fabric-covered muscle.
“Listening to me pee, Josh?” I ask mildly, stepping back. “So that’s your kink.”
He doesn’t say anything. I try to walk past him, but he blocks my way with his massive body. He’s watching me coolly, his dark eyes intense.
“Can I help you?” I ask politely.
“I was just thinking.”
“Congratulations! Your listeners will be so happy they took a chance on your show.” I try to move past him.
