“It’s always cold.”
His fingers flex against the flesh on my thighs. “You were late, are you okay?”
“Busy night at the diner,” I tell him, “I smelled like beer and oil, I needed a shower.”
He smirks, “You mean to tell me you’re behind the best burger I’ve ever had?”
“No, no,” I flex my arms, coming in closer, “Just the part-owner of said diner.”
He chuckles, “I almost thought you would ditch me after last night.”
“After that kiss?” I draw in close, whispering my lips on his, “I’m not sure I could.”
A raspy kind of noise leaves his lips, part growl as he says, “I’m glad you feel that way.”
“How about another, just to be sure?”
“Another?” He breathes.
I nod and shift impossibly closer, “Kiss me.”
His mouth crashes onto mine without question.
Just friends, I tell myself. We are just friends.
Chapter Five
Fuck, she’s so damn perfect.
I ignore the bite of pain in my ribs holding her is causing, ignore the sting on my mouth in favor of devouring her. She tastes like mint and feels so good in my hands.
Hands that shouldn’t be granted such a gift. Hands that have killed and maimed and harmed now hold this ball of absolute sunshine. If I wasn’t going to hell before, I am now, because taking something as pure as Vanessa will be my damnation.
But damnation has never looked so good. Or felt this perfect.
I test with my tongue at the seam of her lips, praying she lets me in and when she opens for me, I waste no time getting a further taste of her.
She whimpers into my mouth, her legs tightening around my waist and her nails scratch at the skin on my back. I’m rockfucking hard, my cock aching to be inside of her. But I’ll only take what she’ll give and follow whatever lead she provides.
When she stripped earlier, like my own little show, I just about lost a few brain cells. Curves I wanted to sink my fingers into tempted me, her body a temple I was ready to get on my knees and worship to.
Her hips shift, her pussy grinding against my abdominal muscles. I gently guide her with my hands, helping her with the roll of her hips.
She gasps against my mouth and I can’t help but grin, nipping at her plump bottom lip.
“Keep going,” My voice is a rasp between us, “Take whatever you want, trouble.”
“I–” she whimpers, “Fuck, this feels so good.”
I bury my face into her neck, inhaling the scent of sea salt and lavender that was her shampoo, keeping her moving against me as I taste her skin with my tongue. She trembles against me, fingers biting where they dig into my shoulders. I want her to fall apart for me, I want to see this beautiful girl shatter.
“Look at you, Ness,” I growl against her skin, “Grinding your sweet pussy all over me. Are you going to come?”
She expels a harsh breath, “Yes.”
“That’s it, give it to me,” I coax, “Let me hear you sing.”
“Kolt,” She moans.
