eyes. It’s an awareness of sorts. His heated gaze roams my face, and it’s like the first time he’s seeing me.
He shakes his head ever so slightly, breaking contact, and glances down at the small sliver of space between us. “It doesn’t matter anymore. The only thing I can tell you is to get out. Get as far away from here as you can.”
Summoning the brazen courage I didn’t realize I had, I look down at his larger than life hand resting in the blades of grass between us and tentatively place mine over his. It prompts him to swing his troubled gaze to mine. “For what it’s worth, I think you have the potential to do anything you want, End.”
A crease forms between his brows as he stares down at me. His bright, beautiful gaze travels over my features. His stare is a texture I can feel as it traces the lines of my face, down my neck and its slow descent back up. Gooseflesh suddenly covers every inch of my skin at the way he’s looking at me. Endymion has seen me around town many times, but he’s never truly seen me until now. He’s never stopped to stare. And his stare has never looked as heated or as sexual as it does now.
“You’re so beautiful,” he says quietly, almost to himself, as if he’s in a daze. He slides his hand behind my neck, slowly dragging me toward him. The instant his hand is on me, I’m putty in his hold. I fall into his touch, my eyes fluttering shut at the myriad of sensations swirling through my body.
Then after what feels like a lifetime of waiting, we’re kissing. His warm, soft lips are on mine, working in tandem, coaxing me to open for him. A swarm of warmth explodes in my belly, and something else tugs low, much deeper. It flutters and pulls just behind my navel. I moan into his mouth, tentatively threading my fingers through the soft hair at the nape of his neck.
The first time I’ve been kissed, and it’s by the boy I’ve been in love with for years. The boy I’ve wished endlessly on every star would finally notice me—would finally want me. As our kiss grows heavy, his tongue tangling with mine, my teeth nipping at his plump lips, and my hands traveling across his overheated skin, I realize he’s not that boy anymore. He’s all man now.
Endymion rolls over on top of me, and I gasp into his mouth when I feel his erection digging into my hip. My core throbs painfully, causing an ache to bloom between my legs. My body is on fire. With every stroke of his tongue and firm glide of his hand, I lose myself in him, falling deeper and deeper into this man until I can’t possibly find my way out.
This is what I always wanted. This is all I’ve ever wanted.
He suddenly pulls his mouth away from mine, both of us gasping for much-needed air, our chests heaving, working to accommodate the heavy breathing. End stares down at me with such fire and wonder in his eyes that I want to bottle this memory up and keep it forever. And I know without a shadow of a doubt that I’m not leaving here with my virginity intact tonight. He’s the only person I’ve ever wanted to have any part of me, and I’m certain that I’ll never have an opportunity like this with him again.
A bright smile lights my face, surprising him. He opens his mouth, more than likely to ask why I’m grinning like a loon, but I beat him to it. Sliding my arms around his neck, I jerk him down to meet me halfway before I dive in for another kiss. He groans into my mouth, and my sex clenches at the sound. Heat swirls in my belly, and unable to stop myself, my hips thrust up toward his, seeking some type of friction as my hands roam his muscled back.
Knowing exactly what I need, End aligns his hips with mine and thrusts his erection over the seam of my jeans, rubbing against the bundle of nerves. I let out a breathy moan that gets lost in the cool night breeze.
“More,” I pant out between heated kisses.
Endymion trails his mouth from my lips down to my neck, swirling his tongue there, making me moan louder. My hips swivel harder now, and I let out a whimper when I feel