Page 168 of The First Time
And he's strong enough to ask for help if he needs it.
"We might die tomorrow," I slide my panties to my knees. "Does that mean we shouldn't enjoy today?"
"No..."
"Come shower with me." I take a step backwards.
He raises a brow. "Because we might die tomorrow?"
"Do you really need a reason to get naked with me?"
"No."
"Then come with me."
His eyes stay fixed on mine as he unbuttons his jeans and slides them to his hips.
And that's Kit, all of him.
But there's still a part of him that's off some place. Even as he follows me into the bathroom.
I move close enough to the shower to turn the water on. The first burst is freezing. It warms slowly.
I take Kit's hand to pull him closer. His body is hard against mine.
He's hard.
His lips are soft and sweet, but there's something off about his kiss. He's not here yet. Not back with me yet.
I pull back enough to step into the shower. Warm water pounds my back and shoulders. I lean back enough for it to wet my hair.
There's still a far off look in Kit's eyes.
I don't like it.
I motioncome here.
He takes a minute to catch the gesture, but he does step into the shower with me and plant his body next to mine.
I scoot back enough for the shower to hit him too. It's a damn fine site, watching water drip off his shoulders and chest, all the way down his stomach.
"Kit." I run my fingers over his chest. "Are you that serious about me?"
He cocks a brow.
"That you think this will still be something in five or ten years?"
He nods.
God, I like the sound of that.
I rise to my tip toes to press my lips to his. It's a quick kiss, a taste.
This time, he kisses back. His tongue slides into my mouth and fuck, that piercing. Every brush of it sends sparks straight to my core. I try to dig my nails into his skin but it's too slick to get a grip.
Gently, I push him forward enough that the water is pounding my back. His hands go to my ass and pull me closer.
Then he's kissing me harder.
