Page 58 of One Little Kiss
And then I’m lost, drowning in the taste of her, the feel of her.
I crush her to me as she gasps, but then she’s kissing me back, parting her lips as I tilt my head to deepen the kiss.
The moment she melts against me with a moan, I’m a goner.
And there is no going back.
FIFTEEN
Noelle
I’m falling.
I’m tumbling and whirling and…
Elijah is the only thing holding me up, keeping me grounded.
His mouth seems to melt into mine, our bodies coming together like this is what they were made for. Like we’ve always meant to be this close, to be joined together.
Heat courses through me and I’m hungry for more. My hands feel greedy as I clutch at his shoulders and run my fingers over his arms and his chest. His groan is low and fierce as he pulls me even closer, his arm tight around my waist as his other hand cups my cheek so gently it brings tears to my eyes.
I have no idea what’s happening, but for the first time in weeks, my brain has stopped churning and all that’s left is sensations.
And it feels good. It feels right. It feels weird and wonderful, familiar and strange.
It feels like I’m kissing the perfect stranger, but also…
It feels like I’m kissing my best friend.
The thought cuts through this heated bliss, past the hum of sparks and chemistry that makes my body feel like it’s come to life for the first time, and through this painfully sweet tension that has my chest in a deathgrip.
My best friend. I am kissing my best friend.
I pull back with a gasp, jerking my hands away from his chest like I just got burnt.
For a long moment we just stare at each other. We’re both breathing heavily, and I’m pretty sure the shock I see in his eyes is clearly reflected in mine.
We’re both speechless…
Until we’re not.
“What the hell—” I start.
At the same time, he mutters, “I can’t believe I did that.”
And then we’re back to silence, but this time it’s not a shocked silence, it’s awkward.
It is so awkward.
It’s the kind of awkward silence that makes me wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole so I don’t have to experience it for a second longer.
What am I supposed to say?
I just had the hottest, most intense kiss of my life. And it was with my best friend.
I blink as my mind goes blank. I don’t know what to make of it, let alone what to say about it. And then there’s all the things he said just before he kissed me.
I wanted to kiss you, Noelle. I wanted to kiss my best friend.
