“I guess.”
“You know what that means, don’t you?”
Nope. Not a clue. I’m not gay. But am I even bi if I’ve only kissed one dude and liked it?
Who fuckin’ knows.
Not me.
Definitely not me. “You’re gonna have to tell me,” I whisper. “You being so close and all is turning my brain to mush.”
“Interesting.”
“Is it?”
“Everything about you is interesting. But that’s a topic for another day. What I was going to say is that it’s not a real experiment if you only do it once.”
“No?” My pulse picks up, blood rushing in my ears. “So we gotta do it again?”
“I reckon so. Probably at least three times to get an accurate result.”
Three times. That means bare minimum, I get to kiss him twice more and I’m more fuckin’ excited about it than I was when I lost my V card after homecoming all those years ago.
I narrow the gap between us a fraction more. “That sounds…sensible.”
Joss chuckles. “Cute. It ain’t often I hear that word thrown at me. And Kai?”
“Yeah?”
“I don’t want to be sensible with you.”
My heart skips. “Whatdoyou want?”
“This.” Joss grabs my forearm and we both freeze. Then he scoots forward and his eyes take me hostage, bluer than I’ve ever seen them. There’s a heartbeat before he kisses me, loud and chaotic, but it’s drowned out by the cosmic alchemy of his lips on me.
My body reacts before I do.
I kiss him back. Hard. And before I know what I’m doing, I’m on him, pushing him back, covering him with my body, sliding my tongue into his mouth. Finding his and tangling with it, stealing his breath.
Losing mine.
Joss makes a hot sound that’s unlike any woman’s I’ve ever been with, and it goes straight to my cock. Straight to my blood and my pulse takes flight.
Hot damn.
Dizzy, I deepen the kiss, letting every sensation that comes with it roll through me. Lettin’ it take me. And you know what? It comes easy. Natural. I want to lie on top of him and fall headlong into whatever this is and never come out.
Maybe I would have too. But Joss pulls back, breath as heavy as mine, grinning a little, though he seems startled. “All right, mate. You win.”
“What do I win?”
“Everything. All of it. I have no fucking clue, cos you just wiped my brain with your magic mouth.”
“Sorry.” I start to shift off him, but he stills me with a lightning-fast snap of his hand, slamming it on my hip, holding me in place.
He’s hard.
So am I.
