Page 50 of Mitch

I sucked at his bottom lip as he let out a groan, grabbing me, pulling me closer. I settled my hand on his hip and he leaned into me like a falling star.

His body pressed against mine was indescribable. My cock twitched as I recognized the similar feeling of hishardness against mine, and I knew I needed to slow down.

But I didn’twantto slow down. I wanted to make Penn feel as wild and untamed as he made me feel.

I broke apart from him, gazing down at his perfect mouth, lips still swollen from my kiss.

“Is that what you want, Cream Puff?” I asked, tracing my thumb over his bottom lip. “You want to play Netflix & Chill?” I teased.

Penn grinned. “I... I don’t know. I just know I want...” His eyebrows furrowed again, as his cheeks flushed.

“Use your words, Penn. I told you, you can be honest with me.”

“I just know that I’ve never felt this... hard from justkissingsomeone.”

Well, if that wasn’t a boost for my ego, I didn’t know what was.

I couldn’t help the smile on my face.

His hand on my hip slid down a fraction from our shifted weight, right over my solid erection.

Fuck.

Penn’s eyes widened as he yanked his hand back, like he’d just touched hot iron.

But he didn’t move away from me. Instead, his glassy eyes held mine as he let out a shaky breath.

“We can stick to kissing, if you want,” I said as I adjusted myself.

Which was when I noticed his legs were pressed together rather tightly, and his face was pink with...

Embarrassment.

Of course, this was all a new sensation for him, and he was probably confused as all hell.

Real smooth, Mitch.

I gently pulled his hand out of his lap, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

“We don’t have to?—”

“No. Iwantto, I just...”

“Are you sure?” I asked, worried I’d somehow thrown a grenade into an otherwise perfect evening.

Penn nodded. “Usually this is like... third or fourth date material for me. And even then, it’s not... I don’t feel like...this.”

It was my turn to be confused.

“Like what?”

Penn sighed, his cheeks going red. “Like I’m going to fucking explode in my pants like a damnteenager.”

I let out a laugh, because it was funny, but also because as funny as it was, it was also maddening.

“Well, we can’t have that,” I teased, letting go of his hand.

Penn settled against me once more, curling into me like I was a teddy bear. He reached up, his fingertips trailing over my jaw as he bit his lip.

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