I push unconvincingly on his shoulders but he fights to win this battle. His arms loosen, his hands slide down my back, further down til his palms rest on my ass. Goddamn, I like that. My eyes roll back and I sigh loudly. He nips my bottom lip and grips my butt, squeezing both cheeks with his large hands. A moan escapes me and I press into him.
So much for ending this on my terms!
It’s on, motherfucker!
A whimper bursts out of me. I assault his lips with deep, open mouthed kisses and I wrap my arms tightly around his neck once more. His hands knead my tingling ass, fuelling me on and it feels amazing.
My stomach flutters.
Using his shoulders as leverage, I jump a little and wrap my legs around him. Ghost groans against my lips, “Fuck me! You’re sweet as honey, pretty girl. ” He holds under my ass with one hand and slowly slides the other hand under the elastic of my pajama pants. I tear my mouth from his and gasp, “No!”
Ghost’s body stiffens. He stills awhile before slowly letting me down to my feet. His hold on me loosens and he steps back. I search his face, not quite understanding his sudden withdrawal. He won’t look at me but his eyes are full of remorse. He almost looks ashamed.
My head swims while my lips throb deliciously.
Whoa! That kiss has left me in a daze.
> Forgetting the phone books, I take a step back into air and stumble. My shaky legs wobble for a moment before I straighten. I adjust my tank and clear my throat before walking backwards to the door. “So, yeah. Um, thanks again. ” Still in a kiss coma, I ramble. “But I already said thank you. So you know that I, um, thank, uh, you. And you’re good at hugging too, so thanks for that also. You are very warm. Like a person blanket. ” I walk back into a wall with a thump. Annoyed at my failed exit, I turn around and glower at the wall. Looking back at Ghost who watches me through furrowed brows, I point my thumb back and whisper, “There’s a wall there so, um, be careful. ”
His lip twitches and he nods once.
Having finally located the door, I turn the handle and step out. I turn to face him and say, “Good night, Asher. ” Without waiting for a reply, I close the door behind me and go back to my apartment. Once inside, I tiptoe back to my room and get back into bed.
I don’t really understand what just happened, but I know one thing.
Ghost can kiss the fuck out of a woman.
I fall asleep with a huge smile pasted on my face.
Chapter Ten
Hot Lips McGee
Waking this morning with a boner so hard it could cut through glass, I gotta say, I’m not surprised.
What the fuck happened last night? Not that I don’t want it to happen again, but can somebody please explain what the fuck that was?
That was not a kiss. That was something else altogether.
I palm my erection and smirk to myself.
That was Nat. Plain and simple.
I think I’m gonna have to call her Hot Lips McGee from now on. I chuckle quietly knowing just how much that’ll piss her off. I get a sick, twisted sense of enjoyment seeing her all riled up. Her cheeks flush pink, and although I’d bet she doesn’t even know she does it, she pouts those full, sexy lips.
Lips that I never got to taste til last night. Lips that I’ve been thinking about since we fucked over a year ago. Sweet as sin, cherry-flavored lips that I want to taste over and over again.
I don’t think Nat realizes what she’s done. She’s unknowingly opened the floodgates.
Palming myself harder, I close my eyes and think of her lips on me.
My erection starts to deflate. Disgust turns my body cold.
Why would she want you? Once she gets a look at you, the real you, she’ll never have you again.
With a sigh, I get out of bed and walk over to the bathroom. I undress and turn on the shower. While I wait for it to heat up, I stupidly look in the mirror.
My eyes remain focused on my torso. Pink and faded ugly-as-hell scars scattered all over my chest and stomach. The forced memories of my dad invade my head.