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“Well, relax, Bossman. I don’t fuck people I’m not dating.” I shrugged, but his face was so close, and I just wanted to press my mouth to his.
I could practically taste it.
His eyes widened at what I’d said before zoning in on my mouth again. “Then it’s done. We keep things professional.”
“Well, I mean, I was sitting on your lap in the kitchen, and now we’re all tangled up, looking at the stars, so I’d say we’ve already kind of messed that up.”
“How? We haven’t crossed the line.”
“We are friends, right?”
“I don’t have female friends.”
“You’ve also never talked to anyone about your mother, am I correct? And you got my car back for me, and we’ve shared a lot about our families. Have you done that with another woman?”
“No. Never. My last brief relationship was in college, and she was constantly crying because she said I was, and I quote, ‘acold, closed-off, cocky bastard.’”
“I agree with all of it aside from the closed-off part,” I said, and we both laughed.
“So, you’re my first female friend, Tink.”
“What did I tell you about being a pro at unusual things? Look at this. Another first.”
“Yeah,” he said, his thumb falling from my mouth, and I could feel him pulling away.
“But,” I said, and his eyes locked with mine. “I don’t think one kiss would hurt. We’re curious. We’re friends. Friends sometimes kiss, right?”
“Do they?” He smirked.
“Sure. I mean, we spend a lot of time together. We’re both single. We’re friends. We know it doesn’t mean anything. It would just be scratching an itch.”
“One time. One kiss,” he said. It wasn’t a question; it was a demand.
“Pucker up, Bossman.”
He didn’t hesitate. His mouth covered mine, and my lips parted with invitation. His tongue swooped in, and it slid slowly in and out with purpose. His hands were everywhere. On my face, my neck, my back. I didn’t know when I’d moved onto his lap, straddling him, because everything was a blur.
I’d never been kissed like this.
And I knew that one time would never be enough.
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Her lips were soft,and I instantly regretted that we were outside, because there were far too many articles of clothing between us.
One and done.
It wouldn’t happen again.
But damn, if it wasn’t the best fucking kiss of my life.
I’d torn her hat off, needing to run my hands through her silky hair.
She was grinding up against me, and my dick was so hard I thought it might burst through the zipper.
A little moan escaped her lips, and I continued to explore her mouth with my tongue, wanting more.
