Here's a scene from KISSED, Jacob and Beth's first kiss:
A
warm hand snuck under his shirt, then she nuzzled his neck again. “Uh, Beth, what are you doing?”
She
straddled his leg and nibbled his throat.
“What does it feel like?” Two
hands explored his abs.
He
felt his body responding to her attentions and grabbed her shoulders to push
her back. “Sweetheart, you’re drunk.”
She
smiled. “Feel fine.” Her fingers tickled his sides. “Feel good, actually.”
“Beth—”
She
kissed him, then put her finger on his lips.
“You talk too much.”
Trapped
between her and the guitar, he couldn’t really move, and she was persistent in
being naughty. She trailed hot, wet
kisses up to his ear, then flicked the lobe with her tongue and sucked it into
her mouth, her teeth applying light pressure.
His hips arched off the seat as a jolt of electricity and blood went
straight to his groin.
“Playin’
with fire, love.”
He
felt her grin.
“Good.” One of those sneaky hands slipped under his
shirt again. “Can’t tell me you don’t
like it.”
True
enough, but it wasn’t right. He put his
hands on her hips to push her away, then clenched his fingers when she bit his
ear again.
“Beth—”
She
cut off his complaint with another kiss, plunging her tongue in his mouth.
The
cab stopped and the cabbie announced the fare owed.
Beth
pulled away, grinning while Jacob fumbled for his wallet. He shoved a few bills at the man and opened
the car door, grateful for the cooler summer air to calm his hormones. She wrapped her arms around his waist as he
slung his guitar case on his shoulder.
One
of her hands slid in his back pocket. He
jumped. She smirked up at him, mischief
in her eyes. “Quit that. I need to
unlock the door.” The door to the street
was locked after dark except to residents.
“Hurry
up, then.”
He
turned his key in the lock and opened the door for her. It locked automatically again once they were
inside. He slammed her against the wall
and kissed her hard enough to bruise, hoping to scare her into backing off. “That what you want?” he spat.
She
stared at him, then grabbed his head and kissed him back, wrapping her long
arms around his neck and curling her leg around his hip. Part of him thought you’re resisting this, why?
She kissed like he was her favorite treat and she was going to gorge
herself on him.
Sod
it—he picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her into
the stairwell to press her against the wall.
He let the guitar case slide carefully to the floor. Snogging his best friend was the last thing
he expected to do tonight, but he couldn’t deny it was a bloody good time. The cock-stand in his jeans was hard enough
to hurt. Couldn’t remember the last time
he’d been this turned on.
Or
wanted this much.
She
clung to him like to a life preserver, one hand grasping the back of his shirt,
the other tugging on the hair at the base of his skull each time he did
something she liked. He pressed his hips
into her center, seeking pressure for some relief. She squeaked and pressed back.
Oh god…
His
southern brain took over, dry-humping moans out of his girl that echoed up the
stairwell. He slid his hands under her
ass to support her weight and give him greater leverage. She sucked his tongue numb, but he didn’t
care.
“Jacob…” Shiny eyes and lips swollen from kisses. Gorgeous.
“Upstairs?”
he asked.
She
nodded. He let her down, picked up the
guitar, and grabbed her hand. They ran
up to his flat. Keys in the lock, knob
twisted, and they were inside. He
pressed her against the door, unable to resist her lips.
She
walked him backward to the futon and pushed him down, straddling his lap. His hands slid under the back of her
top. God, her skin was soft. They parted for air and he hiked the tank
over her head and dropped it on the floor, then kissed and nibbled her neck,
making a path over her collarbone and—
A
charm on a delicate chain.
Beth’s
graduation gift.
His
best friend, barely out of high school and barely eighteen.
God, what am I doing?
Any other girl, and they’d be racing to
his bedroom to get naked right now, but this was Bethie. Sure, they’d have a
night of fun, but then would come the sober harsh light of day and things would
never be the same.
Jacob
needed to regain control.
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