Page 9 of Only a Kiss

“Yes,” I whispered.

He sucked in a sharp breath and closed his eyes as if he was in pain, but he didn’t move away from me.Instead, his head dropped slightly, until his nose brushed the hair by my ear, and my eyes closed even as my entire body lit up.

“What are we doing, Sadie?”he asked, his voice husky and sending tingles straight to my clit.

“What do you want to do to me?”I asked, my voice low as my fingers traced along the subtle pattern on his crisp black tie, as I opened my eyes to watch his face.

He shook his head and looked up at the ceiling like he was trying to talk himself out of this.I didn’t want him to.I was so close to making my ultimate fantasy come true.And not the one where he ravaged me thinking I was someone else, but where he knew it was me giving him pleasure, making him fall apart with my mouth, my hands, my pussy.

“Travis, do you want me?”

He didn’t look at me, but pulled back enough to cover his face with his hand as he let out a strangled groan.He was so close to breaking—I could feel it.So I decided to tip him over the edge he was clinging to.

Stepping closer, closing the little distance between us, I plastered my body against his and placed a kiss on his exposed throat.“Because I want you.”

He let out another groan and then gripped my head in his hands and slammed his mouth down on mine.He had me through the door and my back against the wall before I even registered what was happening, but I caught up quickly and rubbed my body against his.My breath stuttered when I felt his hard length between us, and I let out my own moan as he kissed me so passionately it was like he was branding my lips with his.

Definitely don’t fuck your best friend’s dad

SADIE

This was better than anything I’d ever dreamed about.

His tongue slid across my lips seeking entrance, and I gave it to him instantly.I’d give him entrance to any part of me he wanted.

My lips were puffy when he pulled away and started kissing down the column of my throat.

“What are we doing?”he asked again in between kisses, and I couldn’t tell if he was asking me or himself, but panic filled me to my core that he might stop himself from going further.

“Don’t stop,” I pleaded, my fingers sliding through his short hair and holding his head to my neck.

“We’ve had too much to drink.”He grabbed my wrists as if to pull them away from his body, but never did.“We aren’t thinking clearly,” he mumbled before kissing me again.

I was thinking plenty clearly, regardless of the alcohol.

“Please,” I begged.“Don’t stop.”If he stopped, I’d die—from a combo of disappointment, embarrassment, and lady blue balls.

He let out another groan that was more growl than anything else and swept me up into his arms.“Where’s your room?”

“Down the hall.Second door on the right,” I said, my voice raspy in a way I’d never heard it before.

He kissed me once more and then carried me through my apartment while I continued to kiss and suck on his neck.The way he squeezed me tighter when I hit a spot he particularly liked only encouraged me further.I wanted him so desperate for me he wouldn’t even consider leaving again.

When we got to my room, he put me down, spun me around, and then plastered his front to my back, kissing my neck and shoulder as his hands grazed up and down my sides.My nerve endings felt raw and exposed, sizzling from his touch.

I tilted my head to the side, allowing him more access to my neck, and then let out a sharp gasp when he squeezed my breasts before tweaking my nipples hard.A gush of moisture pooled between my legs, but it wasn’t enough.I needed to see him.To feel more of him.

All of him.

Spinning around, I wrapped my arms around his neck, sealing my lips back on his.He met my hunger and stoked the fire even more when he kicked the door shut and then moved me around until my back was pressed against it.His fingers found the hem of my dress and slid underneath until he reached my soaked panties.

He dropped his head to my shoulder and let out another strangled groan.“Fuck, you’re so wet.”He lifted his head, and his expression turned dominant and fierce but still pulsed with hunger and desire.“You’re a naughty girl, Sadie.Tempting me like this.”

“Yes,” I moaned as his fingers slid up and under the band of my panties.The feel of his skin on mine made me suck in a sharp breath as a jolt of need struck me like a bolt of lightning.My hands clutched his biceps, and when his fingers slid across my clit, I let out another shaky moan, tipped my head back, and closed my eyes at the bliss of his touch.

“Don’t stop,” I begged again, needier this time.

“Fuck.We shouldn’t be doing this.”

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