His chin tips up, grin chasing heat.
“Yeah—so c’mon, keep me from the afterlife.
“I ain't ready.”
I crack a smile.
His mouth follows, helpless.
He grabs the back of my head and pulls me in,
thumb tracing the dip of my lip.
Then he’s leaning in slow and smug,
eyes falling to my lips?—
one last look at my mouth before he ruins it.
And just before it happens?—
“Swear—if he pulls back again I’m callin’ child protective services on his balls!”
He freezes,
then falls into a full, defeated laugh, a beautiful grin crumbling the moment in the best possible way.
His forehead falls to mine,
still laughing, breath warm.
“Swear, both you and this city teamed up just to break my heart tonight.”
His laugh dies against my cheek.
Then his mouth finds mine slow,
shutting the city out
with a kiss that pours deep.
I kiss him back filthy,
lips dragging out his breath,
and it shudders hot into my mouth.
He comes undone in my hands?—
body slack, grip hanging on,
melting right into me with a groan.
When I drop back sudden,
his mouth follows, chasing,
but only empty air catches him.
