The air crackled with nervous energy, my brain telling me to reconsider, the rest of me all-in to kiss him.
Could I kiss him?
Would I kiss him?
Was I about to cross a line I really shouldn’t?
Don’t look at me like that,I thought at him, trapped in his sexy web.
Because I’m coming undone…
So damn undone.
Chapter 30
ISAAC
His rough hands moved to my cheeks, the pads of his thumbs gently caressing the area beneath my eyes, feeling like they’d always belonged there.
But hold on a fucking minute. What was this? What were we doing here? Not thinking clearly? Being too caught up in the emotional aftermath of what’d gone down?
He doesn’t hate me.
He actually wants me.
“Ollie,” I said, my voice so weak. “I think…I think we should…” I couldn’t say it. I couldn’t shut this down. Not when we were so close to kissing, not when he’d confessed to feeling something for me, for admitting he’d judged me wrongly.
A lot of people did, and that was okay. But here, in this moment, it threw logs onto my inner fires.
Whoa.
But what if we did kiss and he went back to being frosty again? His regret would sting like salt on an open wound. I’d rather be his friend than a symbol of his shame.
His thumbs traced beneath my eyes, his citrussy scent overpowering me. My cock firmed to attention, my reservations cracking, the key firmly in the ignition of my desire.
He lowered his face to mine, my hands going to his sides.
Hello, butterflies.
“Whatever’s going on here,” he whispered, his warm breath a lovely breeze against my lips, “it’s because I want you. I want you so badly.”
He wants me…
He really wants me…
I let him kiss me, his skin so warm and soft against mine. His lips parted at the same time as mine, our curious tongues probing.
Stars. Colorful stars twinkling in my mind, beckoning me to come and fly in the heights of pleasure.
Ollie crushed his mouth harder to mine, the rhythm of our lip dance heating up. He moaned into me, his tongue wrestling mine gently.
He wants me…
My skin flushed with yummy heat, my inner feet lifting off the ground, floating up to join those rainbow stars. Fuck reason, fuck everything. My cock strained against my jeans, lust taking the wheel.
He wants me.
He wants me.
