Page 81 of Hit the Ground
“Oh good.” She slid all the way up, bringing us nose to nose. “How do you feel about morning kisses?”
I threaded my fingers through her hair, holding the back. “With you? I feel good about any kind of kiss I can get.”
“All right. I’ve heard some people are afraid of morning breath—”
My fingers tightened in her hair. “Allie,” I laughed, “that means I want your mouth on mine.”
“Oh.” Her brows popped. “Okay then.”
She dove in, first with a brush of her lips, then more, her tongue teasing the seam of my mouth, making me groan. Whatever air I’d been holding in my lungs slipped right out of me.
The kiss went from sweet to hungry in no time, her tongue sliding against mine, her hands clutching at my shoulders like she couldn’t get close enough. I rolled, taking her with me, until she was flat on her back and I was braced over her, careful not to crush her. Gasping, she reached for me, her legs hiked around my hips, arms winding tight around my neck.
I lost myself in her. In the taste of her lips. In the little sounds she made when my mouth trailed down her jaw, her throat, her collarbone. She arched into me, offering more, and I couldn’thelp but take—kissing, nipping, memorizing the feel of her bare skin under my palms.
Her hand slid lower, her fingers brushing over my hip then slipping between us to wrap around my erection. My whole body went hot and tight with a need so powerful, it was a punch to the chest, but I caught her wrist and lifted my head so I could see her.
“I didn’t mean to start this.”
Her legs tightened around me. “Why not?”
I exhaled, my control teetering. She felt so good beneath me, and the way she stared up at me, her green eyes almost glowing with desire, made it nearly impossible to stop.
“I don’t know. I want to make sure I do right by you.” My brow furrowed. “Tell me how far you want to take this.”
“I told you, Cay.” Her tongue darted out to wet her bottom lip. “I want you. If you’re worried about me being a virgin, don’t. I have toys…they’re not as big as you, but I don’t have a sacred hymen you need to protect or anything.”
I slammed my eyes closed, unable to stop a laugh from shaking my shoulders. “Sacred hymen? You’re too damn much. Christ…”
She wiggled free from my loose hold and slowly pumped my length. “I know I want you. But…are you ready?”
My eyes opened. “My virginity ship sailed almost two decades ago.”
She grinned. “I figured, since you have a kid and all. I mean, are you ready to take this step with me?”
She might as well have reached into my chest and cradled my heart in her palm. She wasn’t just asking if I wanted sex—she was asking if I was ready forher. Forus.
My chest was so tight, it was damn near bursting. That she cared about me so much she’d stopped to check onmemade me want to hold her tighter—made me realize, all over again, how different she was.
I’d been in this position before, but it had never felt this important. Nothing between us was routine or casual. This wasAlice, and I had to get this right—for us both.
But heaven help me, I wanted her so bad, my whole body ached.
I kissed her as my answer, pouring everything I couldn’t say into her mouth. My hand slid down, cupping between her thighs, finding her already slick with wanting. Her breath caught, her hips rising to meet me as I stroked her swollen little bud.
She mumbled my name, holding on to me with every fiber of her strength. I teased her entrance, and she spread her legs wider, trembling as I slipped a thick finger inside her, crying from pleasure, not pain, when I added another.
She began to shake, her insides clenching around me, and I pulled back to watch her fall. Rosy lips parted, she arched her neck, sighing. It was a beautiful sight, and I couldn’t remember ever being so utterly turned on in my life.
When her shudders eased and her eyes landed on mine, she reached for me, dragging me back to her lips, kissing me with a fierceness that stole my breath. Her feet slid up and down the outside of my hips, antsy, still needy, even moments after I’d made her come.
“Caleb, I want you,” she said against my mouth. “Are you ready?”
I had to laugh. I was harder than steel and dripping with need for her. “Yeah, I’m ready. Long as you’re sure.”
She lifted her legs higher, rubbing her wet heat against me. “If I have to keep trying to convince you, I might changemymind. Actually, let’s just be friends.”
Oh, she had jokes. Her little teasing grin as she continued to grind herself against me was almost too much.
