Page 57 of Love Me Like It's Real
“Do they now?”
“Ignore them.”
“I thought the point was to put on a show for them.”
Felix frowns. “You make it sound dirtier than it’s meant to be.”
“I did no such thing.”
“If you say so.”
I glance their way and they giggle. Cheyenne is watching too but she’s far more restrained in her reaction. Probably because she knows her uncle’s reputation.
“They’re still watching.”
“Yeah.”
“Should I give them a show?”
Felix licks his lips and shrugs. “If you must.”
I roll my eyes and chuckle but lean forward to the soundtrack of Felix’s daughters’ squealing. But I block all that out as soon as his lips touch mine and I taste the faintest hint of cherry.
My entire body seizes and nothing I do can bring me down to the safety of the ground.
He brings a hand up to my face and my skin lights up under his touch as if on fire. A fire that burns through me like lava. A volcanic explosion that awakens every part of me. And every part of me wants more of him.
I take a step forward, deepening the kiss and with that the strain in my pants becomes unbearable. I wedge my tongue between his lips, asking for permission and wait as if my life depends on it.
When he finally lets me in I could come undone just from being enveloped in him. But before I can, his hand slides down to my chest and pushes me back.
Even though the kiss only lasts a few seconds, I’m breathless. And so is he.
“That was…” I start.
“It was,” he agrees, and continues to stare at me, loosely grabbing onto a flap of his coat and fiddling with it.
“What?” I ask when he still doesn’t say anything after what feels like a century.
He glances toward the window and then turns his back to it slightly. “Was…was the offer—” he clears his throat. “The offer to…”
“Hook up?”
He nods. “Is that still on the table?”
I lick my lips and taste that faint cherry residue on me and it brings back all the flurry and heat from our kiss.
“Always,” I say.
“Give me half an hour to get them in bed and send me your address.”
My cock twitches and I’m not sure it’s the bossiness or the neediness in his voice but I do know I want his lips on mine all night long.
SIXTEEN
FELIX
I shouldn’t be doing this. There’s a hundred reasons why I shouldn’t be doing this but there’s a throbbing in my groin and a haze in my head that won’t let me act with reason right now.
