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His hand
resting on my hip slid up to my waist and squeezed.
It did
not push me away. It just squeezed.
“Jussy,”
he muttered. “Now’s not—”
I went
in for another lip brush, another whisper of, “Relax, honey,” and then I went
for it and slid my tongue out, gliding the tip along the crease of his lips.
God, he
tasted yummy.
I had
just enough time to have that thought before I drew in a soft breath when I
suddenly found myself on my back, Deke’s weight on me, all of his lower half
pressing me into the bed.
“Jussy,
don’t,” he growled, his words contradicting our new position. “Now’s not the
time.”
Now was
totally the time. If I didn’t feel that “now was the time” gathering between my
legs (which I did), I could feel that indication hardening on my thigh.
I moved
both my hands to his neck, its back, fingers up in his hair and I used those
hands and his stiffness to pull me up and I put my mouth back to his.
“Now’s a
great time,” I said softly. “You’ve been taking care of me. It’s my turn to
take care of you.”
“Jus—”
“Shush,”
I whispered.
“Jussy—”
I cut
off whatever he was going to say by sliding my tongue in his mouth and touching
it to his.
His head
jerked back.
My body
went solid.
He
didn’t move.
I held
on to his neck and stared at him staring down at me.
Okay,
maybe I shouldn’t have pushed it. Maybe now wasn’t
the time.
Hell,
maybe I was even wrong about the whole thing. Maybe Deke was that guy who went
the extra mile to look out for his friends. And maybe the evidence that was
growing hard against my thigh wasn’t evidence of what I thought it was, but
just that I was a girl, he was a guy, we were in bed in the dead of night and
that was the natural order of things.
I
started to feel weird, scared, embarrassment creeping in, and I was about to
let him go when it happened.
Thunder
rolled in my bedroom, feeling like it was emanating from his stomach, through
his chest, his lips, swelling in the room, over my skin, straight between my
legs.
Then he
shifted one of his hands that were in the bed at my sides, his weight up on his
forearms, so it was wrapped around the back of my neck and his mouth slammed
down on mine.
I opened
my lips and his tongue thrust inside.
Oh God,
yes, fuck yes.
He
tasted yummy.
Another
fierce growl released from Deke, sinking down my throat as he slanted his head
and took the kiss deeper.
Okay.
Yes.
Okay.
Damn.
The man
could kiss.
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