A soft kiss was placed on her cheek and then another on her jawbone. It really didn’t do much to settle her. In fact, it made it worse. It was a genuine struggle to take in air.
“I think…my serotonin level just dropped…and my dopamine levels are through the roof…which is causing me to feel…this exhilaration…and anxiety.”
He brushed her hair off her shoulder and then his lips were slowly trailing down her neck, leaving soft, moist kisses along the path. “I don’t need a biology lesson,” he whispered.
“My heart is racing…and my palms are all sweaty. I think I need some water. God, my throat feels so dry…and I’m tingling all over.”
His warm mouth traveled lower down her neck, his rough jaw scraping against her sensitive skin. “And I really don’t need a play-by-play of everything that’s happening in your body.”
“I think I just need to breathe,” she said, exhaling in a steady rhythm. “That always helps when I’m anxious. And you’re sohot…it makes me feel very flustered and—” She had to stop when she felt his tongue tracing light circles at the base of her neck. Her eyes shut and she was pretty sure she stopped breathing again. “Oh, my God…That feels so good. I can’t believe this is actually happening. I can’t believe—”
He lifted his head from her neck and silenced her with his thumb. Once she was quiet, he slowly dragged it off her lips. “I’m gonna kiss you now.”
He didn’t waste another second. He pressed his mouth against hers and even though she could sense his impatience, he didn’t rush at all, allowing her time to adjust. His kiss was firm, yet soft, and he massaged her lips with his before she felt the subtle moistness of his tongue. He gently nipped her lower lip between his teeth, toying with it before he pulled away.
It ended sort of abruptly, leaving her longing for more. “Is…is that it?”
His dimples sank in as a broad smile stretched across his face. “Are you dissing my kissing skills?”
“No…no, that was really,reallynice. I was…I was just expecting more.”
“There’s more.” He shifted forward again. “Okay. Open your mouth.”
She immediately let her mouth drop open.
A hearty laugh burst out of him and she closed her mouth as quickly as she’d opened it. Embarrassment would have been her primary emotion at that moment had she not been swooning over his laugh.
“Uh…no. Not like that,” he said, still chuckling with amusement. “Forget I said that.” He cupped her face with both hands, tilting his head towards her. “Okay. When you feel my tongue…open your mouth.”
He kissed her again, massaging her mouth in the same way as before and when she felt the tip of his tongue tracing the seam of her lips, she parted them for him.
“A little more,” he coaxed and she opened her mouth a little wider.
His tongue slipped into her mouth and she moaned, tingles erupting throughout her body. She didn’t mean for it to happen, but the sensation was completely unexpected. She’d always imagined kissing to be wet and sloppy and possibly a little gross. This was nothing like she’d imagined. It was soft and moist and warm and wonderful.
He pulled both her arms around his neck. “Kiss me back,” he whispered against her lips.
She didn’t know what to do, so she mimicked him, very clumsy at first, but he was patient and took the time to teach her. When she felt a bit braver, she swirled her tongue around his. A little sound echoed in his throat and it added to her confidence. Weaving his hand into her hair, he angled her head and somehow the intensity of the kiss kicked up a notch.
Now she understood why people liked this so much. It was fun, yet at the same time sensual and tender. Kevin’s kisses were leisurely, as if the concept of time didn’t exist. Slow and thorough, it felt like he was willing to spend hours exploring her mouth with his.
“Am I really bad?” she asked, pulling away slightly. “Does this feel good for you too?”
“I’m still kissing you, aren’t I?”
With a less than gentle nudge, he pushed her back against the bed. She shifted, trying to accommodate his hips as he moved them between her legs. The weight of his hard chest against hers made her nipples perk up, hardening into tight buds.
Well, hello there.
That was new. Quite an interesting feeling.
“My breasts are doing strange things,” she said. “I think they like you being on top of me.”
“Fuck, Jazz,” he rasped. “You really gotta stop being so honest.”
His teeth sank into her lip and then he was kissing her again. Same slow pace, yet somehow it was more demanding. Feeling bolder now, she didn’t allow the opportunity to go to waste. Her hands roamed freely, moving up his chest and down his back, caressing every taut muscle along the way. It might have been pushing the boundaries a bit, but she let her handsaccidentallyslide down too low so she could get a quick feel of his ass.
Her eager fingers slipped beneath his T-shirt, pressing up his sides and stroking his abs. He was perfectly sculpted, not too bulky and just the right amount of definition.
