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into his mouth and I gasped. I d never kissed anyone like that; I d never been kissed like that. One
hand at the back of my neck, directing me, the other balancing me on the edge of the counter, he
coaxed me to do it again and when I did, he caressed my tongue with his own, grazing his teeth over
the surface, biting it softly as I withdrew.
Holy crap, I moaned before he drove his tongue into my mouth, finally, and I tightened my grip
on him everywhere, wanting to cry from how right it felt.
Plucking me from the counter, he strode into his room and we fell onto his bed, my legs still
locked around him. Braced over me, he kissed me deeply, stroking the interior of my mouth until I
was writhing under him. He pulled me up and removed my sweater and I unbuttoned his shirt. Leaving
it hanging open, he started to unzip my jeans, stopping to scan my face.
Yes. There was no hesitation in my voice.
He pulled the zipper down slowly, watching me; I felt the pressure of it as I lay still, panting
softly, staring up at him. One hand on my thigh and the other stilled at the base of the zipper, he
murmured, I haven t tried this with anyone& significant in a long time. It s never worked before.
I tried to rein in the disbelief all too evident in my tone. You haven t had sex before?
He closed his eyes and sighed, his hands moving to grip my bare waist. I have. But not with
anyone I cared about or& knew. One-time things. That s all. He raised his eyes to mine.
That s all ever?
He smiled sadly, his fingers running just inside the perimeter of my loosened waistband. It s not
like there ve been tons of them. There were more before, in high school, than there have been the past
three years.
I didn t know how to reply to that. I couldn t focus on anything but the feel of his index fingers
hooking into the belt loops at the side of my jeans.
Lucas? I said yes, and I meant it. I want this as long as you have protection, I mean. I want
this, with you. So this is okay. I was babbling, worried that it would end as it had six days before. I
exhaled a breath and spoke just above a whisper. Please don t ask me to say stop.
Staring down at me, he pulled and I lifted my hips. My jeans slid down my legs and he tossed
them aside, shrugged out of his shirt and removed his jeans. I want it to be better than okay. You
deserve better than okay. After grabbing a condom from a box in the nightstand and tossing the small
square on the bed, he settled between my legs. I was shivering like I had no experience whatsoever.
You re shaking, Jacqueline. Do you want to
No. I put my trembling fingers over his mouth. I m just a little cold. And a whole lot
nervous.
He pushed the covers down beneath me and dragged them back up, over us. His weight pressing
into me, he kissed me thoroughly before staring into my eyes, his fingers drifting over my face.
Better?
I took a deep breath, my fears dissolving with his touch, the anticipation climbing faster than it
had minutes ago in the kitchen. Yes.
As his thumb caressed my temple, his fingertips teased into my hair. His eyes were so pale this
close that I could see every fragmented facet. You know you can say it. His voice notched lower,
softer. But I m not asking you to, this time.
Good, I answered, lifting my head to capture his mouth, my hands kneading up and over the
hard muscles of his back before trailing my nails down the center from his shoulder blades to his hips.
His earlier hesitation gone, he removed the last scraps of fabric we were wearing, fixed the
condom in place, kissed me fiercely and rocked into me.
Had this been Kennedy, it would have been over in a few minutes.
My last coherent thought, as Lucas took his time kissing and touching every part of me he could
reach and my body arched into his, was oh& so this is what all the fuss is about.
***
We lay facing each other, snuggled under the covers, shoulders peeking out. I watched his gaze drift
over my face, stopping on each feature as if he was memorizing it: ear, jaw, mouth& chin, throat,
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