Page 64 of Second Down Darling

The moment is so surreal, I’m positive I’m going to wake up in my bed and tonight will have been a dream. “Are you… are yousure?”

Our eyes connect, and the heat there almost incinerates me. “I’ve never been more sure about anything in mylife.”

I arch up because if I don’t kiss him right this moment, I might die, but he leans away. “Is this your first kiss,Charlotte?”

“Ugh, no.” My shoulders slump. “I think you saw my first kiss in the park thatday.”

His jaw goes tight. “WithBabcock?”

“Unfortunately,yes.”

He’s quiet a moment, and I’m afraid he’s upset, but the next thing I know, his hand burrows into my hair, and he gently pulls me to his hard chest. “Then let’s make sure my kiss replaceshis.”

When his lips meet mine, those fireworks I’ve always dreamed about go off. Bright burning light fills me with heat and want and soul-searinglust.

It’s slow and dreamy and makes me forget I haven’t a clue how to dothis.

It’s everything a first kiss shouldbe.

He licks my bottom lip. “Open for me,Charlotte.”

Our mouths meet again and his tongue slides in, making my whole body pulse. He tastes like toothpaste and malty beer, and beneath that, I smell his skin, his crisp cologne, and bodywash.

I groan and scramble up into his lap where his broad chest presses against mine. He grabs my thighs and tugs me around, so I’m straddlinghim.

The evidence of how much he wants me is thick and hard beneathme.

I dig my hands into his hair and drag his mouth back to mine. Now that I’ve had a taste, I don’t want to come up for breath again. It’s crazy—I’ve never done this before, but my body instinctively knows what to do. My mouth knows how to move with his. My hips know how to grind against his. My heart knows how to beat in tandem withhis.

We’re parts of a moving puzzle that have finally found their interlockingpieces.

His large palms wrap around my ass and squeeze as he rocks me against him, sending shockwaves through mycore.

“Oh God.” I rest my forehead against his shoulder and squirm against him. “Do thatagain.”

He chuckles and thrusts up, and Ishiver.

“Are you wet for me, cupcake?” That deep voice in my ear makes goosebumps break out along my skin. He drags his nose against my neck, placing open-mouthed kisses under my jaw. “If I reach into your panties, will you soak myfingers?”

I nod frantically. “Yes.” Maybe I should be embarrassed by how wet I am right now, but here under this blanket of stars in the darkness, I feel stripped bare in the bestway.

“Hmm. Maybe I need tocheck.”

He flips us around until I’m on my back and he’s hovering over me with a wolfish grin. I’ve never seen him like this. Never seen him almostferal.

Excitement and nervousness hitches my breath as he kisses down my body. When he starts to lift my shirt, Istiffen.

All of a sudden, I’m struck by the stark differences between me and my sister. She has huge boobs she plumps with sexy lingerie. She waxes off any hair that dares to blemish her pubic region. She does a million squats a week to give her a roundbottom.

I don’t do any ofthat.

“Hey. What’swrong?”

How do I say this? I cover my face with my hand and mumble, “I’m not what you’re usedto.”

Silence greetsme.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Shit. Now he soundsangry.

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