I vow right then and there that I’m going to show him just how amazing he is. I’m already getting him to let down his guard and open up to me, so how hard could it be?
I lean towards him and he looks down to my lips as I close the distance between us.
CHAPTER7
Xavier
Holy shit.
Olive’s lips are on mine and she’s feeling me up. Her hands are running greedily over my body and I can’t seem to wrap my mind around it.
Fuck. She wants me just as badly as I want her. How is that even possible?
She moans against my mouth as I kiss her back, my hands cradling her face as she opens beneath me. I don’t waste any time in slipping my tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers.
Her fingers dip beneath my shirt, and I shiver as her short nails skim across my skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
My cock is hard and pressing against the zipper of my jeans. For a moment, I’m concerned that he might break right through.
Fuck.
I’ve been hit on before, but I never was interested. I can’t even remember any of their faces. There’s only Olive. She’s all that I see.
I’ve been dreaming about her for months, but in my dreams, it was always me as the instigator. For a second, I wonder if maybe I’ve finally lost it. Maybe this is all a dream.
I reach up, pinching myself, and I curse against her mouth at the sting.
“What was that?” she asks breathlessly.
“I pinched myself,” I admit.
“Any particular reason?” She asks, laughter dancing in her green eyes.
“I thought that this might be a dream.”
Her eyes soften at that and she smiles softly.
“You say the nicest things,” she murmurs, and my heart starts to thud loudly in my ears.
“I do?”
“To me anyway,” she says, and I nod.
“Only you.”
“I like that,” she admits, and her lips move closer to mine.
Her red hair is mussed, tangled in a halo around her head, and I swallow hard.
“I’ve never…” I start, and she blinks.
“Me neither.”
“How is that possible?” I blurt, and she laughs.
“No one ever caught my eye.”
But I did?