“We also established that I’ve upped my game since sophomore year.”
“Keep telling yourself that, stud.” I pat his cheek in a way that should be dismissive, but feels intimate as my fingers stroke the soft stubble on his face.
“I’m happy to prove it.” He braces his hands on the stone wall behind me, one on each side of my head, caging me in. “Any time. Any place.”
The words are half promise, half threat, and heat blooms low in my belly.
“Hell, I’ll prove it right now,” he growls, lowering his face to mine.
The offer sounds way hotter than it should, considering we’re on holy ground, but there’s no denying the growing arousal between my legs.
“What do you say, Shorty?” His breath is hot against my cheek, and as I stare up at him, the only thing I can think about is the press of his soft lips on mine. “Are you going to give me a chance to redeem myself?”
Maybe.
No.
“You had your chance, and you blew it.”Literally. “I’m not going to have sex with you now just to prove a point.”
He smirks. “Afraid you’d like it?”
Abso-freaking-lutely.
It’s a reality I’d rather not examine too closely.
“I already told you, I’m not going to—”
The arrogant ass presses a finger to my lips, cutting me off mid-sentence.
“Just one kiss,” he says, trailing his middle finger down my cheek.
For a big guy, his touch is surprisingly gentle.
Which is definitelynota thought I should be having.
I recoil and bite the finger pressed to my lips. To my surprise, Parker groans, long and deep.
It’s not the reaction I was expecting, and it’s so freaking hot the guttural sound short-circuits my brain. Which is the only reason I agree to his suggestion.
“Fine.” The word is a breathy whisper, but I’m in too deep to care. “One kiss.”
I hear the lie the instant the words leave my mouth. One kiss will never be enough. Not with Parker.
A slow, predatory smile transforms his handsome face and my pulse flutters at the sight.
This is a mistake.
I know it right down to the soles of my Docs, but it’s one I’m going to make and damn the consequences.
Parker presses me up against the wall, his hard body flush with mine as he captures my wrists and pins them to the stone above my head. He shifts and then he’s holding both my wrists with one hand as he skims the other down the underside of my arm, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.
“So fucking hot,” he murmurs as his fingers skate over the swell of my breast and down to my bare hip. “This skirt has been driving me wild all night.”
Before I can respond, he nudges my thighs apart and the soft denim encasing his powerful leg brushes against my sensitive flesh. Then he presses his thigh to my pussy, and I all but purr in satisfaction as every nerve in my body sizzles with anticipation.
It’s been so long since anyone’s touched me, I’d forgotten it could be like this.
Forgotten the way electricity could hum under your skin like a live wire waiting to be unleashed.
