Her plump lips called to him, and as she released a gasp, he took possession of her lips, righting the wrong from earlier. When she remembered her first kiss with him, this would be the one she recalled with excitement.
The same kiss she’d one day tell their grandchildren about.
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There was no one to laugh or mock. The moment Blue’s lips touched hers, she lost all willpower to fight him. At first, she didn’t know where to put her hands, and then slowly, she placed them on his chest and slid them on up to circle around his neck. Blue’s hands moved from her face, sliding down, not touching her breasts, to finally cup her waist.
His tongue traced across her lips and she opened up, moaning as they tasted each other.
It was slow.
Seductive.
Intense.
When he pulled away, she didn’t want the kiss to end, and that was a very new experience for her.
Glancing up at him, she waited, wondering, and offered him a smile. “That was … nice.”
“I can do a lot better than nice.”
She put her hand to his chest, holding him off. “I need time to think.” She nibbled on her lip.
“This isn’t some kind of joke, Laylah.”
“But why now? Why after all of these years? We’ve known each other for so long.” She tilted her head back, a little surprised by how tall he actually was.
“I don’t know. Maybe I wasn’t ready to see you. I don’t get it. Now, though, when I look at you, I can’t think of anything else.”
“Your reputation?”
“It means nothing. Honestly, I’m not going to cheat on you nor am I going to go looking for anyone else.” He stroked her cheek. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before in my life. Do you at least feel anything for me?”
She truly didn’t know how to answer that. The kiss had been amazing. One she would remember for a long time, but this with Blue, it was all a little new.
“My parents are going to be home very soon,” she said.
“Can I meet them?”
Not what she’d been expecting. “Really?”
“Aren’t they curious who is going to be picking up their daughter for the foreseeable future?”
She didn’t want to know how he knew her car was going to be staying in the shop for a long time, but she’d gotten the call to confirm it. With her waiting so long, they needed to get a couple of parts. She did listen to the entire conversation, however cars and her didn’t exactly get along. Her father had understood most of it.
“They’re often out at work by the time you arrive.” She had two workaholic parents who were completely and utterly devoted to her. It was an odd statement, but the moment they got home, all they wanted to know was about her. She was the center of their world.
“Really?”
“I guess you can stick around.” She turned and looked at the fridge. Anything to buffer whatever was going on between them at the moment, which she wasn’t exactly sure what it was, but it was clearly something. “Do you want something to drink?”
“Love a soda or a water.”
She pulled out a soda and a water, offering him whichever one he decided. He took the soda.
“You do surprise me.”
“Why? Because I’ve got taste?”
“Not just that.” She chuckled. “I guess I didn’t expect you to be so persistent.”
“When I want something, I go after it.”
“So, I’m a challenge?” she asked.
He grasped her hip, pulling her close, and she lost all playfulness as she felt the unmistakable feel of his erect cock against her stomach. She dropped her bottled water as she grasped his shoulders.
“You’re far more than a challenge, Laylah.”
“You’re crazy.”
“No, I’m not.” He took possession of her lips once again.
Where their last kiss had been slow, exploring, this one wasn’t. The fire, the heat, it was unmistakable. She whimpered his name as he took possession of her lips, holding her close until he pressed her up against the fridge. He must have lost his can of soda somewhere as he grabbed her hands, placing them above her head.
He broke the kiss and slowly trailed his lips down her neck, sucking on her pulse. An answering heat flooded her core and she pressed her thighs together, closing her eyes and tilting her head back.
Blue wasn’t having any of it. He slid a thigh between hers, making her keep them open for him to tease and torture her some more.
“Please,” she said.
“I know what I can do to make you love this even more.”
With one hand, he held both of hers up above her head as the other slowly traced down her body. He grazed across her breast. The single touch was almost more than she could bear. He slowly stroked down, going toward her pussy. As he cupped her between the thighs, she cried out.