I’d been nervously shifting a bit on his thighs but stilled,my eyes going straight to his lips. Something changed inside me and I found myself asking for what I wanted again that evening.
“Will you kiss me now?”
He froze and his eyes searched mine. “Is that what you want? There’s no rush, baby. I told you; I’m not going anywhere.”
I blew out a frustrated breath. Huntley was being careful, sweet and kind, but for the first time, I really wanted someone to just give me what I asked for. But it wasn’t his fault I was such a mess. So, I asked again.
“Please kiss me and be my first.”
I swear I felt his hand tremble slightly before his thumb moved to my mouth and traced my bottom lip.
“Warrior…” he whispered.
Leaning forward, he closed the distance between us, bringing his mouth a hair’s breadth away from mine before he stopped. He was giving me the choice. An out, to be sure I knew if I truly wanted what was in my grasp.
“I might be bad at this,” I mumbled softly.
He traced my lip a second time. “I don’t think that’s possible, beautiful.”
His encouraging words had me bridging the last of the gap, letting him know that I was sure and knew exactly what I wanted.
With his palm still resting on my face, he brushed his lips across mine in a feather-light kiss. It was short, it was sweet, and right then it was everything I needed.
I knew there was a whole lot more to kissing but for my first it was perfect. A tear slid down my cheek and Huntley caught it with a finger, swiping it away.
“Maybe I was the one that was bad at it. Because you were perfect.”
A giggle escaped.
Huntley and bad didn’t belong in the same sentence. I was pretty sure he was amazing at everything he did.
“To repeat your words, I don’t think that’s possible.”
We were smiling at each other and I hated to put a damper on things, but something inside me was screaming to give him a bit more of myself.
“When I was young, avoiding anyone’s mouth was a blessing. Then later, fear stopped me and I never found anyone who made me want to get over it.”
His smile vanished and I wanted it back. I should have stayed quiet.
“Until you. I told you earlier, you make me feel things. Things I never thought possible. But I also meant what I said about being broken.”
Sliding his hand from my face, he ran it down my arm.
“You just took a big step in repairing something that may have made you feel that way. And I’m so happy it was with me. Baby steps, beautiful. I’ll be right here while you take them.”
Gaw, this man is something else.
“What if I never get to where you need me to be?” I asked, raising the question that had been plaguing me for a few weeks.
“If this is it, then I’m more than okay with that. But I felt the passion from you in just that small, yet perfect kiss. And you have opened up to me and others so much. The progress I’ve witnessed is phenomenal.”
When I thought about it, I knew he was right.
Then it hit me like a tidal wave.
I’d just been kissed.
And it was life-altering.
