“See?”she snaps.
I shake my head.“Take a deep breath, darling, and stop being crazy.”
Her head whips around, and she glares at me.“I’m not being?—”
“You’re my girl.”
“—crazy!Do you even—wait.What?”
I bite back a laugh as she turns to look at me, her eyes wide with surprise.
I smile, cupping her face in my hands.“You’re my girl.My woman.”
She stares at me, unmoving.
I lean forward, pressing my forehead against hers.Taking a deep breath, I breathe in her sweet lemon scent.“And I’m yours…right?”
She nods against me.“Yeah,” she chokes out.
I smile as I press my lips against hers.
Larsen melts in my hold, and I nip at her bottom lip, growling as I lick my way into her mouth.My tongue tangles with hers, and she moans as I gather her closer against my chest.Her tongue is timid as it moves against mine, and I’m hard as a rock as I coax her to kiss me harder and deeper.
Her hands tighten on my shoulders as she rubs against me.She’s moaning, panting.Driving me crazy.
My balls tighten as she rocks in my lap on my cock.I grunt as she breaks the kiss and sucks in a sharp breath.
“Wait!”she cries out, pulling back
I pause.“Don’t stop kissing me.”
She shakes her head.“We should talk.”
“Later.”
“Kian!”
I lean forward, capturing her lips with mine again.She turns her head, and I groan as I lean back in my seat.
“What are we talking about?”I ask.
“Well, people usually have conversations before they start dating,” she explains.
“We’re already dating,” I grunt out.
“Okay, yeah, but we should still talk.If we’d talked about things before today, we would’ve been able to clear up quite a bit of confusion,” she points out.
I sigh.“Yeah, okay.”
“I… What does this mean to you?”she asks, pointing between us.“Are we casual or?—”
“No.”
She blinks, licking her lips.
“I’m all in with you,” I tell her honestly.“You’re my girl, and I’m your man.Whatever you need, you come to me.”
“So this isn’t a hook-up thing then?”
