Kiss Me Like This (The Morrisons 1)

He shifted his hands so that her bra fell in a soft heap of fabric between them, but he still didn't drop his gaze from her eyes. "I'm going to keep earning your trust, Serena, every single day."

Her mouth was sweet and hungry beneath his and when she twined her arms around his neck, the full, soft, sexy-as-hell press of her bare breasts against his chest short-circuited what remained of his nearly lapsed control. He couldn't stop himself from putting his hands on her shoulders and drawing her back from him.

His mouth watered as he saw that her breasts were as perfect as the rest of her. Gently, he moved his hands from her shoulders to cup the full, soft undersides. Her nipples were rose-colored peaks that tipped up slightly, almost as if they were begging for him to lower his mouth to taste them.

His erection throbbed almost painfully as she leaned in toward him, pressing her breasts more firmly into his hands. "I love it when you touch me. I love feeling your hands on me. My hair. My face." She paused to lick her lips as she took in the view of his big tanned hands over her. "My breasts."

He had to kiss her again, had to make sure she knew just how happy, how good, she made him feel. He could have waited longer for her to let him be with her like this if she'd needed him to, but he was damned glad she hadn't.

"I want to kiss you," he said softly. "Here." He kissed her again on her mouth. "And here." He slowly slid each of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Her gasp of pleasure rolled up from her rib cage and then through her lips. "But only if you want me to."

"I've never wanted anything more."

Sean's groan reverberated throughout the room, bouncing off the metal lockers. He'd barely gotten to first base and she was already just about killing him. His breathing uneven, he lowered his mouth to her breasts. Her nipples grew even harder the closer he came, and when he cupped her soft flesh in his hands so that he could slick his tongue across both peaks, she made a little whimpering sound that drove him nearly to the edge.

He had her fully on his tongue a moment later, first one breast and then the other. Laving. Sucking. She shifted her hips to press even harder against his and wound her legs tightly around him so that they were full-on grinding against each other. Everything was a blur as he laid her back on the bench, one hand behind her spine to cushion it, the other still playing with her breasts, wet now from his tongue.

If he'd been able to think straight, maybe he could have stopped himself from sliding his hand down her stomach, past her belly button, and beneath the fabric of her sweatpants. But there was nothing left for Sean in that moment but how good she tasted and smelled, the sweet little sounds she made as she took everything he was giving and wordlessly begged for more.

Lord, was she wet. So damned wet and soft and hot, that as she gave a little cry and arched into his hand, he instinctively slid his fingers into her.

He felt the change in her just that quickly. Open and willing one second. Closed and tense the next.

"Serena?" He immediately drew his hand away, laid it flat on her stomach. He swore as he moved to shift them back up into a sitting position. "I'm sorry. I should have asked first." He knew it didn't count, but he still had to tell her. "I meant to ask."

She stopped his apologies with a hand over his. "I liked it. Everything we were doing. Everything you did." She shook her head, obviously a little embarrassed by what she was about to say. "I think that was why I just freaked out. Because I liked it too much."

Relief swamped him, just as lust had moments earlier. Still, he knew-- "I moved too fast." Worse, he'd done it right after he'd promised that he'd always be careful with her.

"You didn't."

He brought his mouth nearly to hers. "I did." After one more soft kiss that he wished could undo his mistake, he picked up her bra and T-shirt and handed them to her. "I should take you back to your dorm."

She looked disappointed, but didn't disagree with him. Which was how he knew that he was right about stopping things where they had. After making his own adjustments--and using every single mind-control technique he could think of to will his erection away before they headed back outside--he got up and held out a hand to her.

She took it, but didn't move for a few moments, just looked at him with an expression he couldn't read. "I've never felt like this before. I don't think my heart has ever beat this fast." She moved his hand to her chest so that he could feel her rapid heartbeat. "I never thought I was a very sensual person..."

He knew he needed to let her go, and that he should keep his distance for another week, but he couldn't keep from pulling her into his arms. "If you were any more sensual, I wouldn't have a prayer of surviving you."

Her answering smile was utterly radiant. "Really?"

"Really." He picked up his bag and tugged her out of the locker room. "Now let's get you back to your dorm room so that you can get into bed and finish what I started." Just as he expected, her cheeks flushed. "And just so you know, I'll be thinking of you while I do the same thing."

He was glad when her laughter joined his as they headed out into the darkness.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

"Abi, can I ask you a question?"

Serena's roommate looked up from her book. They'd just finished going over some calculus equations and Serena hoped her explanations were helping Abi a little bit, at least. Her roommate's parents had come down on her pretty hard in the past week over not studying hard enough, which definitely sucked. Although, somehow, Serena couldn't help but think that Genevieve's complete and utter freeze-out--apart from the three-word phone call about the pictures online--was worse. At least Abi's parents cared enough about her to want her to do well. Whereas Genevieve didn't seem to care at all about Serena now that she was no longer doing what she wanted her to do.

"Sure, what's up? Is it about your gorgeous secret boyfriend?" When Serena nodded, Abi shoved her books and laptop aside and focused every ounce of her attention on her. "You're going to sleep with him tonight, aren't you?"

Serena felt her entire face go up in flames. But that was nothing compared to the way her body heated up at the mere suggestion of sleeping with Sean. As if she hadn't thought about it all week long since the football game, and wondered...

"No, I--"

"I don't know how you can stand it," Abi exclaimed before Serena could say anything else. "Sean Morrison is so gorgeous. And he obviously just freaking adores you if the past couple of dates are anything to go by, because I don't know any other reason he would take you to play Frisbee Golf or paint his face and dress up like a total dork for a football game."

Serena was really pleased that her decision to trust her roommate had been a good one. Abi hadn't leaked anything to anyone about Serena and Sean, not even to the other girls in the dorm. And it was so nice to finally have a confidant.

"I just don't get why you're holding out on him like this. Not just by not doing the most doable guy on campus, but by only seeing him once a week. If it was me," Abi said with a wicked smile, "

I'd be living in his bed twenty-four seven. Hey," her roommate added as if she'd just thought of something, "doesn't he have a twin? Wouldn't it be fun if we dated Morrison brothers?"

Serena didn't know what to say. She really liked Abi, and yet she definitely didn't feel equipped to play matchmaker. Not only because everything with Sean was so fresh and new, but also because she hadn't even met his twin yet.

"From everything Sean has told me, Justin sounds great," she said carefully, "but--"

"Or maybe I should go for his rock-star brother, Drew," Abi said with a dreamy look on her face. "He's crazy hot and his music is amazing." Without taking a break to let Serena answer her initial questions about why she wasn't yet sleeping with Sean, Abi said, "Have you met any of them yet?"

"No."

She hadn't expected to, either. She and Sean were still slowly getting to know each other. Okay, she thought as she tried to fight back a flush that Abi was sure to comment on, so maybe the way he'd been kissing and touching her last Friday in the locker room hadn't exactly been slow. Although the way he'd stopped when she'd freaked definitely had been.

Did he have any idea how much more his stopping made her trust him? Especially when she knew he'd wanted to do anything but.

"I'm sure you'll be meeting them soon," Abi said with perfect confidence.

Not for the first time, Serena wished she could be like that, so sure of her place in the world and what she wanted from it. Abi was planning to go into politics and Serena had no doubt she'd get the internship she wanted in Washington, D.C.

"Anyway, remind me why you haven't slept with Sean yet?"

Even though Abi had proved herself to be completely trustworthy so far, Serena was still scared to tell her something so intensely personal. Namely, that she was a nineteen-year-old, world-famous virgin who had only experienced a guy's hand in her pants for the first time last Friday...and that it had fueled every single one of her private fantasies since then.