He doesn’t even glance at them and ignores the question. “You could have been…” A low rumble comes from his throat. He drops his gaze for a moment and then once more pins me with those eyes. “What the fuck were you thinking, going in there, Mia? You have no idea what those men are capable of. Do you know what could have happened if I hadn’t shown up? Whatwouldhave happened?”
I did know. The thought makes my stomach churn. It’s true, I want my first kiss. I want to lose my virginity. Desperately. But not like that. Not with men like that.
My heart flutters in my chest.
With a man like Briggs.
He’s staring at me. Waiting for an answer. So I swallow and give him one. “You wouldn’t kiss me.”
He throws his head back and roars. Like, actually roars. When he looks at me again, his nostrils are flared. “That’s what this is about?” He speaks through gritted teeth. “You did all of that for akiss.”
I actually did all that for a lot more than a kiss, but it doesn’t feel like the right time to tell him that, so I nod.
He mumbles a string of curses, reaches down, and grabs me around the wrist before hauling me up to my feet. He’s so much taller than me, he looms over me, and in his heightened state, he seems even bigger. But I’m not thinking of any of that a second later when Briggs crushes his lips to mine.
Briggs
I kiss her hard.
Harder than I probably should for her first kiss, but dammit, the girl wants to be kissed. So I’ll fucking kiss her.
A surprised gasp slips from her mouth, but I don’t pull back.
Her lips are soft and oh-so-sweet beneath mine.
I can taste the beer she drank, but also the cherry of her lip gloss.
Delicious.
My mouth claims hers ruthlessly as my tongue pushes into her mouth, searching and exploring every bit of her.
I feel the moment she relaxes, and then she’s kissing me back.
A growl rumbles from my chest.
I pull her closer to me so there’s no way she can’t feel my massive, raging hard-on pressed into her soft belly while I pop her kissing cherry.
I tangle my fingers, raw from the fight, in the strands of her hair that have come loose from the knot at the top of her head, and tug her even closer while my lips continue their assault on hers.
There’s nothing sweet and tender about this first kiss.
It’s rough. It’s hungry. And primal.
And the single hottest kiss I’ve ever had in my life.
Before I take it too far, I force myself to tear my mouth from hers and at the same time, release my grip on her. I step back so quickly, Mia loses her balance and falls back onto the couch.
She looks up at me through her long lashes with wide eyes. Her lips are swollen, and my mind flashes immediately to what they’d look like wrapped around my thick cock.
“There,” I manage to say. “You’ve been kissed.”
I turn away and go into the adjoining kitchen because there’s no way I’ll be able to control myself if I stay in her presence a second longer.
Every man has his limits. I’ve hit mine.
I down a glass of water, and it’s only when I’m holding it under the tap for a refill that I notice my bloody knuckles.
“Shit.” I put the glass down and move to get some paper towels, but Mia’s sweet voice stops me.
