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Stunned, she realized that maybe he actually didn’t want to kiss her, and that his sweet words were perhaps just to make her feel special.
Maybe Kyle was one of those guys that waited until… well, waited for paint to dry, the cows to come home, or ice to freeze solid, before he would ever make a move – which only served to make her feel like she was acting like a tramp, being so forward with him.
Play with fire and you’re gonna get burned, little girl…she thought.
“Never mind,” she whispered, feeling mortified as her cheeks flooded with embarrassment, and she moved to back away, wanting to get away from the opportunity for more humiliation. Her cheeks were hot, making the vehicle warmer than the surface of the sun, and as she moved to back away?
She felt him grab her hand.
Reyna looked up into his eyes and found herself frozen in place, captivated by his gaze. He began to lean closer, and she held her breath in anticipation. His lips were just millimeters away from hers, but felt much too far away.
“Kyle…” she breathed.
“I want this to be perfect for us,” he said softly, and she closed her eyes in happiness feeling his hand touch the nape of her hair, pulling her closer to close the space between them.
His breath was trembling, almost as much as his hand… and she didn’t think her heart could thrum any faster. It already felt like a hummingbird was fluttering in her chest.
The first feeling of contact of his breath against her lips made her melt, as a wave of emotion washed over her at the intensity of the sensation.
“I shouldn’t…” he murmured against her lips.
“Yeah, you should…” she countered mindlessly, as her hand blindly moved to pull his own head closer to hers, desperate to close the space between them.
“I should, huh…?” he taunted softly, driving her nuts as there was such male masculine pride in his voice that was so unexpected that she made a small noise from somewhere deep inside of her – but instead of either of them laughing or commenting on it?
Kyle finally kissed her.
His lips barely caressed hers, slowly teasing her. The sensation of his rough stubble from his skin, mixed with the smoothness of his warm lips, was a heady combination. As they sat there, she was stunned to feel his other hand release hers, moving to hold the back of her head and neck as he deepened the embrace.
Reyna did the same.
Her fingers sank into his hair, holding him desperately to her as she kissed him back with everything in her. This wasn’t a sweet, gentle, soft kiss between two people beginning a relationship. No, this was a deep, fevered kiss between two beings that had suddenly found one another, needing this connection between them.
He kissed her almost with a desperation, as if he needed to make his mark or claim her, so she never looked at anyone else… and she knew there would be no one else for her.
This feeling of perfection combined with longing was heady to experience – and was something she never wanted to end, but before she was ready?
It was over.
He pressed his forehead to hers, his eyes still closed, his hands still cradling the back of her neck, holding her close, as she did the same. His short hair was soft and silky beneath her fingertips, as their breaths mixed between them, sounding like they had both run a race that their very lives were dependent upon…
“Wow…” she breathed unabashedly, stunned, and left reeling.
“Cool…” he uttered, sounding as breathless as her – and causing her to chuckle at the softly spoken word between them, as she opened her eyes to meet his.
His beautiful hazel eyes were so full of happiness, longing, and joy, that she couldn’t help but smile in response. There were slight creases at the corners of his eyes that seemed only to add to the appeal, seeing something in him for the first time.
The eyes are the windows to the soul, her mother used to tell her… and now she understood. She could see ‘him’ there, lingering in those beautiful depths, and knew somehow that he would be good to her in a way she never imagined.
“Sorry,” he whispered self-consciously. “I’m not the most eloquent guy.”
Reyna stopped him, moving her hands slightly, covering his lips with her thumb as she cradled his jaw tenderly and shushed him right away.
“We’re…cool,” she smiled, using his word deliberately – and felt his lips flatten into a smile beneath her thumb as he gazed at her like she was some miracle, before leaning forward to brush her lips against his momentarily.
“We’re definitely cool…”
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