When she still wouldn’t come out from behind the blanket, I reached over her and dug my fingers into her sides. A shriek tore from her throat as her eyes flew open.
‘OLIVER DON’T.’
I didn’t stop my assault. Her body twisted and arched away from me.
‘I’m sorry, I can’t quite hear you,’ I hollered over her laughing.
‘OLIVER BLAKE STOP IT RIGHT NOW.’
At this point, I was bent over her whole body. Watching as all the previous anxiety leached out of her body, leaving only flopping limbs and a satisfied smile on her lips.
My fingers stopped skating over her body, looking for the most ticklish spots. Instead, my touches turned soft. Her chest was heaving with every breath; the light was back in her eyes, and she gazed up at me with a sweet smile.
I wanted to lean down and taste that smile. The smile thatI’dput there. I blamed our intimate position and my desire to erase Fallon’s anxiety for what I did next.
My lips slammed down onto hers.
I swallowed her sound of surprise.
Lowering myself further over her body, I propped my weight on my elbows so I didn’t crush her. Our legs intertwined. Her fingers roamed over my chest, igniting my skin and burning a trail of desire through my body.
I felt every dip and curve of her body pressed into me. She radiated warmth that seeped through my clothes to my skin.
My mouth moved over hers. I managed to tap into the part of my brain that wanted to check she was okay and shut down the other part of me that wanted to slip my fingers under the waistband of her pyjamas and see if her skin was as soft down there. With great restraint, I lifted my head. The flush on her cheeks spread down to her chest and heaving breasts.
‘Y-you kissed me,’ she panted.
I traced a finger from her forehead down her cheek to the lips I knew I could quickly become addicted to. She tasted sweet, like chocolate. I thumbed her plump bottom lip, wanting to sink my teeth into it and hear her whimper.
‘I did.’ My voice reverberated in my chest.
Her eyes searched mine. ‘Why?’
I cocked my head at her odd question. ‘Because I wanted to.’
‘Why?’
I sighed, moving my hand so it cupped the back of her neck. ‘Fallon…did you like it?’
Her chest pitched with rapid breathing, but unlike earlier, I knew that panic wasn’t the cause.
‘Yes…’
I leaned forward so our noses were touching. ‘Then, do me a favour. Try and slow that beautiful brain of yours down for a moment. Can you do that?’
It took a second when I honestly thought she was moments away from pushing me off her and scrambling away. Several long, drawn-out seconds crept by before she nodded, flashing me a sly smile and sinking her fingers back into my shirt.
I didn’t give her another second to think before I closed the distance between us and captured her mouth in another bruising kiss. I knew she’d been so surprised by the kiss earlier that she hadn’t let herself sink into it, but I didn’t anticipate how quickly she’d shed her insecurities to match every hungry kiss of mine with one of her own.
For a few moments, we were nothing but clashing tongues and roaming hands. The space between us heated to boiling. My fingers dragged down her body as I met her ravenous kiss with one of my own, and I took large handfuls of her breasts.
I pulled away, panting, ‘Goddamnit, you’ve no idea how long I’ve wanted to feel these tits.’
A breathy chuckle left her, ‘Oh, I think I had a fair idea. You never stop staring at them.’
I leaned down to press a soft kiss on the top of each breast.
‘Can you blame me? Damn woman, these are works of art.’
