“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to kiss you, Briar?” he says against my mouth.
I whimper as he slides his hand from my hip to my waist, gripping me harder.
“Years. Fucking years,” he mutters.
I whimper into his mouth, relishing the roughness of his voice. He swallows the sound with his lips.
He pulls away for a second, then drags his soft mouth along the hinge of my jaw. I shiver.
“Y-Your rule…” I rasp, my brain struggling to form thoughts in this whirlwind of arousal. “You said no kissing on the mouth…”
“That was before I knew you liked me too,” he says against the side of my neck. He trails soft kisses down my skin, my shoulder, my collarbone.
He runs his tongue over the swell of my cleavage. And then he traces his thumb over my nipple. My clit pulses even harder now. My eyes roll back. God, that feels insane.
“I’m gonna kiss you a lot, Briar,” he says while he runs his tongue over the top of my breast.
I whimper. I’veneverhad a kiss like this. I feel it everywhere in my body. Every inch of my skin. In my pulse. With every breath I take.
Blake is incredible with his mouth. Teasing, soft, and rough all at the same time.
I want him to kiss me everywhere. I want him to show me all the things he can do with his mouth.
I want to go to the nearest bed and have him teach me all the filthy things I’ve been dreaming about doing to That Shirtless Guy, and?—
“Wait,” I say through a breath.
Blake stopsinstantly. He leans back and looks at me. His eyes are hooded and dark with arousal. It makes me shiver and ache all at once.
When he blinks, there’s a flicker of concern in his gaze.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” he asks.
I shake my head. “No, I was just…” I take a second to catch my breath. “Does this change things between us? After all that we’ve confessed, after what we know about each other, do you still want to be my teacher in the bedroom?”
His gaze goes from concerned to amused. He smiles. “Fuck yeah.”
I bite back a smile. “Can you take me home now? I want you so bad.”
The look in his eyes darkens even more. He doesn’t say a word. He just grabs my hand and leads me down the street in the direction of his house.
* * *
The house is quiet when we walk through the front door.
No one’s home. Blake’s teammates are still at the country bar. Anna and Poppy are too. On our way home, I texted them tolet them know that Blake and I had made up and that I was going home with him.
He closes the door behind me and kicks off his shoes. I start to take off my heels, but he shakes his head.
“Those stay on.” The rough growl of his voice sends goosebumps flying across my body.
I bite back a giddy smile as he slowly steps toward me, cornering me against the wall.
He grabs my waist and kisses me. After a minute, he lifts me. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he carries me up the stairs. We’re kissing the whole time.
He gently lowers me onto his bed and drops to his knees in front of me
“What do you want me to do to you, Briar?
