Page 58 of Playing with Fire

I understood my foolish act only when he pulled away. As soon as my lips connected with his they were nowhere to be found. While I stood there gazing at him, I noticed how confused he looked.

The consequences of my recent action became clear to me almost immediately. My face would surely show my embarrassment through a reddening if the darkness didn't hide it.

The warmth in my cheeks began to rise while my body temperature followed suit. The room felt so hot that I stood there completely mortified.

My words come out like vomiting because he hasn't said anything yet. "Oh my god—I uh–fuck—I'm sorry. Oh my god." My mouth covered with my hand as I became horrified by what I had done.

It felt like I couldn't breathe. I was too embarrassed to function. I can't understand why I made that decision.

Jaxon took my hand away from my mouth before my embarrassment could fully hit me and did something completely unexpected.

He kissed me.

Jaxon fucking Rowan kissed me and we had never been friends since elementary school. The most terrible aspect of this situation was my complete lack of motion.

I knew I should push him away, but I didn't move. For the second time my actions defied possibility. I leaned into him.

Despite knowing it's wrong my head told me this might have been the best choice I ever made.

Because, oh my fucking god.

I couldn't explain what I was feeling. Every feeling I experienced prior had vanished completely. My thoughts, my emotions, everything. Gone.

His hand now pressed against the wall next to my head. He pressed his body against mine which led me to start kissing him slowly.

My hand descended and came to rest on his forearm while my mouth moved alongside his. The discomfort in my stomach transformed into an intense twinge that felt like it might burst.

And that's precisely what happened. His tongue unexpectedly invaded my mouth causing the bubble that had formed in my stomach to disintegrate into countless fragments.

A tingling sensation traveled through every vein and reached every muscle and fiber in my body. A strange feeling traveled down to my legs which made me brace myself against the wall to stop my knees from becoming unstable.

This sensation was new to me but without hesitation I knew I wanted to experience more of it. Since I often achieved what I wanted I knew exactly what to do.

I was going to get more. More of that sensation. More out of this kiss. More of him.

I lifted my free hand up his arm until it reached his shoulder. He maintained control of my other arm when I pushed against his hold yet eventually released my wrist after a brief struggle.

I rapidly reached for his nape and drew him closer by pulling him down. Every passing second only strengthened the mild hunger he appeared to sustain.

The alcohol flavor on his lips made our kiss even more pleasurable and replaced my previous thoughts with conflicting ideas.

My heart was telling me, Alert! Alert! It seems like this experience fulfills every desire I've ever had.

But my brain was screaming, Warning! Warning! You're kissing an absolute douchebag!

Yeah. An insufferable jerk is kissing me exactly how I've always wanted to be kissed. He forces me to believe we're the only two people in the room. I'm starting to think that the people outside are irrelevant because this douchebag keeps me focused on him. He wrapped his arm around my back and pulled me tight which closed off any microscopic gap between us. He tilted his head to match the position of mine which angled back.

My toes pushed against the ground to reach his height yet his grip on my hips ensured he remained taller than me.

I couldn't get enough oxygen into my lungs, but I broke the kiss at the last possible moment. Each breath we both took felt heavy and labored as we struggled to breathe.

A compelling force made me return for additional closeness. Although my chest felt strained, I didn't stop when I tugged his shirt and covered his mouth with mine.

He made me stop when he gently held my face with both hands. Heat surged down my cheeks and reached the top of my shoulders just before I needed to inhale again.

The door banged loudly in an unforgiving manner which startled me while he tightened his grasp on me.

"Time's up!" The man who I thought brought us here yelled out. "Let's go!" I had planned to stand up and leave before they opened the door, yet Jaxon refused to loosen his hold.

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