Acting like it had been no big deal last night had hurt. They’d known each other for almost their entire lives. Of course it was a big fucking deal!
But it was so much more than that, and hearing her admit it felt…nice.
He snickered. “Yeah, it was a good kiss.”
“I know things are complicated right now, and getting out of this mess needs to be our top priority. But I don’t know what’s going to happen here, and if we die—”
“Juicy, we’re not going to die,” Theo said, smiling and brushing a loose tendril of her hair from her face. “We’re safe. He doesn’t know where we are.”
“Okay, but what if he finds us again? And what if wedodie here? What if we help Andreas and we fall off a cliff? Or a temple collapses on us?”
“We’re going to a museum. I think we’ll be fine,” he said with a slight chuckle.
“You don’t know that. You certainly didn’t leave the States thinking you were going to lose a year of your life. So what if that kiss last night was the last kiss either of us ever has?”
“What are you trying to say?” he asked, cocking his head to the side.
“I’m…I’m trying to say that all I could think about last night is how I really want to kiss you again.”
“You know, you could have led with that.” He smiled, then reached his hand for her. “Come here.”
She scooted up toward him, and he wrapped one of his hands around her waist, the other cupping her cheek. A pleasant buzz swirled through his stomach as she started to lean in, but then stopped herself, bringing the swirling to an abrupt halt.
“This doesn’t have to change anything, right?” she asked.
He let out the breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding and grinned. “No, not a thing.”
She leaned in, then again pulled back. “It’s only a kiss.”
“Yep. Only a kiss.”
She nearly closed the gap, but once more, stopped herself, “And I—”
But he didn’t let her finish. He pulled her face to his, enveloping her mouth with his own. Reminding himself of what it had felt like to kiss her last night for the first time.
The second time was just as good.
Their tongues tangled together as her fingers tangled through his hair. His hands held her body against his as their mouths melded. Lying beside her, every inch of his body felt her presence, from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. Her lips moved away from his mouth and planted soft, delicate kisses along his jawline and neck.
Theo let each of her kisses sink in, implanting their etch along his skin like the tattoo on his side. He licked his own lips and closed his eyes, allowing himself to be immersed in her touch. She took his hand, lowered it beneath the blanket and placed it on her ass. This ass he’d fantasized about. Pictured in his dreams. It was now in his hands, and it was even more tender than he’d imagined as he kneaded his fingers into her. Their bodies twisted as he groped her, and slowly, she started rocking against him with her apex grinding against his thigh.
Thiswasn’tonly a kiss.
His cock ached to relieve some of the pressure, and he pulled her body atop his, placing their cores against each other’s. The hardness of his cock couldn’t be mistaken, and for a moment, he’d considered that he’d gone too far too fast. But Dani’s hips rolled against him with firm, slow circles.
A low groan escaped his lips, and she lifted her head from his neck and looked him straight in his eyes.
“I feel dirty doing this in Phoebe’s daughter’s bed,” Dani said, though she made no effort to stop.
“Doing what? It’s just a kiss,” he said with a smirk.
Without taking her eyes from him, she picked up the speed in her hips, and he could feel the slippery wetness between her legs soaking through the fabric of their underwear. There was an intensity to her stare. A hunger in her eyes that wiped his smirk away and replaced it with a ravishing desire. The pressure built as he fought not to roll her over, strip her of her clothes, and bury his cock deep inside her.
A loud rapping on the bedroom door startled them. Dani gasped and quickly rolled off Theo, pulling the blanket up over her chest, as he shifted to hopefully conceal what they’d been doing.
“Theo? Daniela?” Andreas called from the other side of the door.
Theo and Dani looked at each other. Her hair was a mess. Her cheeks flushed. But damn, was she beautiful.
