“You’re incorrigible.”
“If it helps, I give this date five out of zero stars.”
Even in the dim light in the cabin of my truck, I can see Stevie smile. A real, happy smile. Something I’m starting to learn I really,reallylike.
“Five hundred perfect? I don’t think I’ve ever scored so high.”
I shrug a shoulder. “I mean, if we’re going on technicalities of math, anything times zero is still zero.”
Resting her elbow on the dash between us, Stevie beckons me closer. “I like five hundred instead.”
“Anything else you like?”
I shift closer. The air intensifies around us. I can feel the energy between Stevie and me. I want to pull her closer to me by the V of her cardigan and take her lips in a searing kiss, but I don’t.
Not until she makes the first move.
Her eyes dart down to my mouth and back up. I don’t know if she realizes what she’s doing, but she’s taking in my entire face. As if she’s memorizing every detail.
“Stevie?”
I can’t take it anymore. I need to taste her lips. To see if it’s as good as I’ve been imagining.
“Yeah?” It comes out as a breathless whisper.
“Can I kiss you?”
“Yes, please.”
I smile at her before sinking my hand into her soft hair. Finding the rubber band, I pull it out and finger the soft strands. It’s like silk as I press a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth.
Moving to the other side, I kiss that corner. Rubbing a thumb over her bottom lip, I study her face. Her breath hitches, eyes widening with desire.
I savor everything about this moment, stroking her cheek, before closing the distance. My lips seal to hers.
With one touch, I’m a goner. Absolutely and totally fucked because it’s the sweetest, yet best kiss of my life.
Swallowing her gasp, I slide my tongue into her mouth and savor the sweet taste. Every mewl and whimper has me sinking my hands into her hair and tugging her closer. I’m ready to throw caution to the wind and hoist her into my lap and fuck her here and now.
But she deserves more.
Even if it’s good. So damn good, I’m losing my mind.
Needing a breath, I pull back, but Stevie doesn’t let me go. Leaning over the console, she knocks the pizza box to the ground and captures my lips in the hottest kiss of my life.
Holy. Fuck.
I want more. More of this. More of Stevie. I’ve never felt anything like it before. I’m not sure why this woman is bringing out these emotions, but she is.
Each brush of her tongue against mine has my cock thickening in my pants.
Clasping her cheeks in my hands, I slow her down.
“So.” Kiss. “Fucking.” Kiss. “Good.”
I capture her lips in a warm kiss. Sweet. Teasing. Taunting.
I could stay here all night and not get bored, perfectly content just like this.
