He shrugged. “You’re pretty, yes, but irresistible?” He smirked at her, his dark-blue eyes fathomless pools of conceit. “We should test this again.”
As much irritated as turned on, Rena yanked him closer, hugging the man as much as she could while he bent down to meet her. She planted a doozy on him.
And wondered if she’d have any brain cells left when all her ability to reason suddenly centered between her legs.
* * *
Axel had never given a better performance in his life. And that wasn’t the kiss but pretending he hadn’t been overly affected by the sexy woman in his arms. Good Christ, but she’d fried him. Totally ruined him for any other woman again, ever.
He’d never been as turned on from such a chaste kiss, and knowing she wanted more had made it all worse.
But this, letting her take charge to prove he couldn’t resist her? He surely deserved a medal for not throwing her up against the wall and fucking her until she couldn’t walk.
She kissed him, nibbling at his lower lip so that he opened his mouth, allowing her tongue to slip inside. The touch as she stroked against his mouth lit him up like a supernova.
He moaned, unable to keep himself apart any longer, unable to pretend. His cock threatened to either break or explode, his body one giant nerve. Holding Rena felt better than anything he’d experienced. Though small, she had generous breasts and a gentle curve to her waist. And the rest of her… He swore to himself, doing his best to keep his hands on her hips and not knead that delectable ass. He shouldn’t use his thigh to spread her legs or stroke down her belly and delve under the panties hiding the very heat of her.
She hugged him tightly, her strong arms around his shoulders while she plundered his mouth. And plunder she did, conquering him with little effort.
When she broke the kiss, he wanted to drag her back for more. But a shout, glass breaking, and laughter from outside reminded him they kissed in a closet in Ray’s Bar, of all places. Making love to Rena the first time had to be perfect. That was if he hadn’t ruined everything by losing the bet—because she sure as shit proved he couldn’t resist her.
They parted, and he had to force himself to let her go, straightening to his full height.
Rena fluffed her hair, the golden curls so bright and bouncy, just like her. His heart ached at the sight of her, and he had to school himself to look tough.
And not like a dumbass grinning from ear to ear because he’d finally gotten to kiss the girl.
“Well?” she asked, breathless.
“What do you think?” he answered, sounding as if he’d swallowed a truckload of gravel.
She looked him over from head to toe and grinned. “I think I proved my point.”
“Ja,that you cannot resist me. So that’s two dates.”
“What?”
“I think you win is what I’m saying.”
“Wait. I win…two dates with you?”
“You’re irresistible.” He couldn’t help smiling at her puffed-up pride before she realized what he’d said.
“You admitted it. So I win.”
“As I said,” he agreed. “But also, you find me irresistible. We’re a pair.”
She tried to look stern and failed when she laughed. “Okay, we’re both amazing. You sure are good at kissing.”
“And other things,” he had to add, done with trying to play it safe. She flushed, and he did his best not to show his satisfaction. “We go out, yes? When?”
“Um, I don’t know.”
“Tomorrow.” He didn’t want to give her time to rethink things.
“Well, I guess.”
“Good. I come pick you up, and we go out.”
