His lips crawl into a slow smile. “Be honest with me.”
I wonder if they feel as soft as they look. I almost say I’ve never wanted to kiss anyone before, and I don’t know what that means but it scares me. Everything about him is terrifying. I’ve been in control my entire life, but around him I feel reckless.
So I listen and tell him the truth. “It feels like I might fucking die if I don’t.”
“Wow.” Sawyer grins, displaying white teeth. “Poetry.”
“Truth.” His eyes hood, flicking between mine and my mouth.
“Then show me your truth, Aiden.”
He leans into me, those beautiful eyes closing as he meets me halfway. When my lips press to his, I moan into his mouth.Holy shit.Sawyer’s fingers slide under the hem of my shirt, skimming along the sensitive skin of my stomach.
I suck in a breath when his palm slides around, pressing the base of my spine and urging me closer.
“Aiden,” he whispers against my lips. “Keep kissing me.”
A deep moan surges out of my throat when my mouth crashes back onto his. I didn’t think Sawyer was holding back before, but then he pushes me down on top of my car.
His fingers slide around the back of my neck, then thumb a spot below my ear that makes me shiver.
Breaking the kiss, Sawyer searches my eyes.
“More,” I breathe.
“Then come get more.”
I pull him down to me on the hood of the car, his body on top of mine. His hand smooths up my leg, nestling between the hollow of my thighs. We fit like a puzzle.
We fit perfectly.
I’m burning up.
His hand travels along my calf then under my knee, lifting my leg to fit around his waist and pressing his hard cock against mine. His tongue slips into my mouth. We battle for space. I’m definitely losing.
Every roll of his hips brings a new sensation. “Damn.” He pulls back.
I look up and realize how kiss drunk he looks. His black hair sticking up in places. The loose tank top displaying every hard line of muscle as he hovers over me.
“You taste good.” He smiles. “Like mint.”
I swallow, everything sinking in.
What the hell am I doing? Sawyer must see something on my face because he nods and gets off me. He sits on his hands, looking up at the night sky as if he didn’t just throw my world off its axis. I slowly sit up, feeling so out of place.
That kiss.
I remember Cam kept bitching about kissing Bo and how it changed him. I thought it was stupid.
Sawyer looks up at the night sky, and then his eyes slide to me, a smile growing on his face. My own matches it, stretching the corner of my lips. “Tonight was a good night,” he says softly. “I’d ask you if it was good for you too, but I think it’s pretty clear.” He smirks, looking down.
I follow his eyes as he looks at my erection, and I adjust myself in my shorts, swallowing hard. What the fuck is happening? The silence between us builds uncomfortably.
“It’s been a good night,” I confirm, looking up at the sky.
I feel him before I look and find him watching me. “Good night. And the kiss?”
I look at his mouth then away. “Good kiss.”
