My breasts are heavy. My nipples are tight. My clit pulses as I press my sex against his hard muscle, shamelessly rubbing myself against his leg.
I don’t know if he’ll ever kiss me again after tonight.
If one of us will suddenly remember we’re not supposed to do this and actually care to stop.
I don’t want to stop.
I want to stay here, his body pressing against mine while he devours my mouth and presses a leg between my thighs and slides his hands up to the sides of my breasts, his thumbs sneaking between us to rub my hard nipples, his erection pressing into my belly.
He breaks the kiss with a gasp. “Fuck, Ziggy.”
“No no no,” I whisper. “No thinking. Just—kiss me again. Please.”
He’s panting as he looks down between us to where his hands are now cradling my breasts. “So fucking gorgeous.”
I press a kiss to his scruffy cheek, then another, and another, angling to his square jawline while I stroke his neck.
He shudders again. “Don’t stop.”
Don’t stop. I want you. I need you.
He doesn’t say it.
Of course he doesn’t.
But I can feel it. I feel it in the rise and fall of his chest between us. I see it in the hooded desire in his eyes. I hear it in the yearning in his voice.
You think a man can carry the weight of the world with all of his strength, but he’s not meant to be alone either.
“Come to bed with me,” I whisper between kisses.
“Ziggy—”
“I want you.” He smells like salty ocean and raw earth and summer kisses in a lake, and I can’t get enough. I kiss his neck and breathe him in. “Please. Just once. I know you’re leaving tomorrow. Don’t—don’t go before you give me one night. Just one night. Please.”
He pulls back until he can look down at me, pulling his leg back from between my thighs too.
I do.
I know he’s leaving.
He doesn’t have to tell me. It was so damn awkward at dinner and afterward—there was no question.
He’s leaving.
This is my last chance.
My only chance.
His eyes are nearly black now, and I swear I know what he’s thinking.
One night will never be enough.
He’s not wrong.
But tomorrow Ziggy doesn’t care.
We’ll deal with tomorrow when it gets here.
