“Shut up,” I breathed, yanking him back to me. I stepped back as I did, and I was flat against the wall as our lips came together one more time.
He clearly abandoned whatever it was he was going to say, because he deftly slid his hands down my body to my waist and pulled my hips against his. I rested my hands at the sides of his neck and let him kiss me until I couldn’t breathe anymore.
Until there was nothing but the feel of his hands on my body, his mouth on mine, and the complete and utter obliteration of anything that existed outside of us right now.
I’d never been kissed like this.
I’d never wanted to be kissed like this.
I didn’t know if anyone other than Hugo could do this to me.
And that pissed me off.
Every part of me wanted this man right now, and it irritated me to no end.
“Sophie.” Hugo’s fingers dug into my hips, and he pulled back so there was just enough of a separation to our lips. “I have to go.”
“What?” I forced my eyes open and met his gaze. “Did I do—”
“Don’t finish that,” he warned me, pressing a thumb to my mouth to stop me talking. “Don’t you dare.”
I shut up.
“I have to go because I don’t have a condom with me, and if you keep fucking kissing me like that, I’m going to need one.”
I swallowed. “I don’t have any.”
“There we are, then.” His lips twitched to one side. “Believe it or not, I didn’t come here with the intention to do this.”
“You did, though.”
“Yes, I did. I wanted to.” He dipped his head so our lips were the tiniest breath of air apart. “I’ve wanted to kiss you like that since the moment I met you, so don’t assume that was a heat of the moment thing. It wasn’t.”
“I’m not mad about it,” I whispered, my eyes fluttering shut.
“I figured that when you dragged me back to you.”
“Shut up.”
He chuckled and slowly brushed his lips over mine. “I am only leaving because neither of us are prepared for this.”
“I know.” I nodded, slowly running my hands down his chest. “It’s probably a good idea anyway.”
“For now.” He pulled back to meet my eyes. “We aren’t done here, Sophie.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Hugo.”
“I’m not.” He kissed me once more before releasing me and stepping back with a not-so-smooth adjustment to his jeans. “That’s one I most definitely intend to follow up on.”
“We’ll see.”
“Not when you’re on your knees with your eyes closed and screaming my name.” Hugo yanked me back towards him and swallowed my response with one firm kiss. He released me just as quickly as he’d grabbed me and turned away, heading down the hallway to the front door.
He left without so much as a look back at me, and I sagged back against the wall.
Well.
Shit.