Page 49 of Hard Rock Love
Then he swooped down and captured my lips with his.
Our third kiss was even more explosive than the previous two. He ravaged my mouth, nipping and sucking at my bottom lip, taking complete control of the kiss. All I could do was stand there, melting into his arms, as he ran his hands all over my body, my shoulders, my hips, my ass. He squeezed, grinding down against me. It sent waves of warmth crashing over me as pleasure sang through my veins.
Seth parted from my lips and promptly attacked my throat, leaving sucking kisses from just below my ear to the shoulder and collarbone. A distant part of me worried about him leaving red marks, but the base, animalistic part of me that had been unleashed couldn’t be bothered to care.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, clinging to him as the force of his kisses sent me reeling. He took my waist in both hands and hoisted me up until I was sitting on the counter and his hips were between my spread legs.
I gasped and moaned as one hand trailed up my stomach and found one of my breasts. He kneaded and caressed me through my shirt, first one, then the other. My nipples peaked beneath my bra, the sensitive points turning stiff with pleasure. Seth tugged at the hem and I lifted my arms, letting him throw my shirt to the floor.
His eyes almost glazed over as he looked at me in my modest bra. He returned his hands to my breasts almost as if in a daze, thumbs brushing against my nipples. Then he darted in and sucked one into his mouth through my bra, the thin cotton doing nothing to dull the sensation.
I gasped loudly, then moaned, squirming against him as wetness pooled between my legs.
He straightened up, eyes burning with need as he brought his mouth to mine again. He gripped one of my hips, tugging me to the edge of the counter, and ground down against me. I felt the hardness underneath the jeans, already growing stiff.
I froze.
Seth felt it, felt my tense muscles, and pulled back from our kiss.
“What?” he asked breathlessly. “What is it?”
“I’ve never—” I cut myself off abruptly. My face flamed, but this time it wasn’t from pleasure. “I’m still…”
Still a virgin.
Seth’s eyes went round. He put a hand to his face with a sigh.
“Fuck, I really am an idiot,” he muttered to himself. “I’m sorry. I should have realized. I wouldn’t have gotten so worked up if I’d been thinking.”
“It’s okay.” I shuffled forward to rest my head on his shoulder, feeling the rapid thumping of his pulse in his neck. “I liked it.”
“I’m not going to have your first time be in the middle of the kitchen on top of the counter.”
“That’s not exactly how I expected to lose my virginity, either.”
“How did you expect to?” he asked with a sly smile.
I lifted my head to look at him.
“I don’t know,” I shrugged. “Probably after the standard three dates with some guy.”
Seth’s jaw clenched, that heat flaring to life. His eyes roved all over my face, as if trying to memorize every inch of me.
“There’s no fucking way I’m letting any other guy be your first.”
A heavy warmth settled in my chest.
“But we’ll take it slow,” he said. “I promise.”
He helped me hop off the counter and settled me on my feet. He subtly adjusted himself while I got my shirt off the floor and put it back on. When I was clothed again, he took my hand and pressed a soft kiss to my lips.
“I should probably get going,” he said.
“You could stay,” I said immediately. “We could watch a movie.” A smile spread across my face as I got an idea. “We can watch Harry Potter. You’ve only seen the first one, right?”
Seth raised an eyebrow. “Are you really encouraging me to watch the movies instead of reading the books?” He make a tsk-tsk sound. “What a bad influence you are.”
“I’m saying you can watch the moviesandread the books,” I corrected him.
He shook his head, but grinned at me.
“If we’re going to do this movie date thing, we better do it right.” He put his arm around my shoulder. “You got any popcorn?”
