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A tap on my arm from Scotty’s fingers broke into my thoughts and had my pulse spiking again. I took out my earbuds and turned to him expectantly, my heartbeat thundering in my ear.
“Summer...”
Just the way he said my name sent shivers skittering down my spine.
When he didn’t say anything, I blurted out, “We need to talk.”
Chapter 9
Knox
Domain,Kingdom,Phylum,Class,O-something, Family, Genus, Species.
Dear King Phillip came over for good soup.
What the hell did the ‘O’ stand for? Ocean? Octopus? Orbits? I’d been grappling with it for at least five minutes, but I couldn’t remember it for the life of me. I’d been forced to memorize that list years ago in biology class, never to be used again in my life. Well, except now, to tamp down my raging boner. I guess it turned out to be useful knowledge after all.
Christ, my balls were still aching after that scorching kiss. I’d been totally thrown for a loop when she put her lips on mine, but it only took me a second or two to get over my shock and kiss her back, no holds barred.
Everything about that kiss had been perfection — her soft lips, the way her tongue tangled with mine, her sweet taste. Every second we kissed I was pulled farther under her spell. It was intoxicating. I think I was hopelessly addicted after just one hit.
That kiss had spun up a torrent of need that utterly consumed me like a raging inferno. I’d wanted to fuck her right there on the plane. Push my dick right between those lush lips. Trail my lips all over her body until I buried my head between her thighs.
I had been so ridiculously close to losing all control; it was a miracle I’d been able to pull away before I did something stupid in front of a planeload of people. I’d been fighting my crazy response ever since, breathless and close to bursting, while she looked composed and unaffected. In fact, she’d even looked around to make sure that the man-eating flight attendant had gotten the message.
I was absolutely positive I saw fire blazing in her gaze before she kissed me and I swore I heard her making little mewling sounds and moaning into my mouth while our tongues tangled. But, she acted like the kiss meant nothing. My cock was still hard as a rock and throbbing while she’d casually popped in her earbuds as if nothing had just happened.
I couldn’t remember ever losing control like that and never from a kiss. I’d kissed plenty of women, but I didn’t spend a lot of time kissing them — on the mouth, at least — because it never really turned me on that much. I was usually quick to move sex along to the good part. But, Summer? I could kiss her all day. I couldn’t wait to do it again.
I’d finally gotten my dick back under control, but I was still mulling over that intense physical reaction to her and that kiss. I couldn’t have gotten any harder if her lips had been wrapped around my cock instead. I wanted her so badly; I physically ached to bury myself deep inside her.
Fuck.
I had to stop thinking about that kiss because my dick was coming back to life.
Domain, Kingdom, Phylum, Class, O-something, Family, Genus, Species.
The plane was halfway to Idaho before I composed myself enough to face her. I craved her attention and she’d been studiously ignoring me, so I tapped lightly on her arm. She pulled out her earbuds and looked at me expectantly.
“Summer...” I’d never been at a loss for words when talking to a lass before. Shite. I didn’t even know what to say to her.
Maybe she read some of the confusion whirling in my eyes because she blurted out, “We need to talk.”
Words that no man ever wanted to hear.
I suppressed a groan and schooled my features. I pushed aside all the crazy notions that were going on inside my head, talking myself down. I was reading more into the lust that I felt because I hadn’t had sex in a while. Not since before I went to Scotland. Not since the end of the tour. And, it was starting to get to me. There was no doubt how much I wanted Summer. I’d wanted her from the moment I first laid eyes on her. There was nothing more to it than that.
“Okay,” I leaned back in my seat, feigning a calmness I didn’t feel.
She chewed on her bottom lip for a moment before declaring, “We need rules.”
This didn’t sound good. “Rules?” I grumbled. “What kind of rules?”
She looked me directly in the eye. “Actually, there’s really only one rule.” Heat bloomed on her cheeks. “There will be no sex,” she declared primly.
It was cute how she still thought we weren’t going to have sex. And her blush gave away just how much she’d been thinking about it.
“No sex. Us?” I pointed my finger back and forth between us.
