of her shirt I slowly lift up. She’s not telling me to stop, not even with her eyes. I can tell she’s worried about what I’ll see underneath, but she won’t stop me.
So I’m not going to stop.
And holy hell. I’m glad I didn’t.
Bra and jeans are the best look for this girl. Her curves, her breasts, her hips… I hold her body close to mine, skin on skin, and kiss her again. I don’t stay at her mouth, though. I trace every inch of her neck, her collar bone, her cleavage, her stomach, her sides, even gliding my tongue across her skin to taste every bit of her. Because I have to. She’s so gorgeous, this girl. She’s letting me look, touch…
And she’s not stopping me.
She pulls my face back to hers, kissing me with so much force I can’t believe we’re going this far. When she said ‘kiss me’ earlier, I was going to give her the kiss I’d been preparing for. Now I’m completely out of my element here. Going places I’ve never experienced before either.
I press my hips into her, makin’ the door creak.
“Whoa!”
Okay, pretty sure that’s a ‘stop sign’.
“Sorry,” I say, backing up and taking the chance to calm my breathing… and myself. I pushed too far. Dammit. I really didn’t want to ruin this.
“No, it’s okay.” She laughs and brings a hand to her chest. My eyes rest there for a second before I force myself to look at her face and not her boobs.
“I’m sorry,” I say again.
“Brody…” She giggles and grabs my hand. “It’s. Okay. You just surprised me, that’s all.”
“S-sorry.” Guess that’s the only thing my mouth is capable of sayin’ right now.
“Don’t be sorry. I… I just didn’t know I had that, um, effect on you.”
Now I’m the one laughing. I shake my head and pull her to me, skin on skin again. I wrap my hand around the back of her head while I caress the small of her back with the other. I’m never letting her go.
I rest my cheek against hers so I can whisper in her ear. “You’ve had this effect on me since the day I saw you with that book on your head.”
Feeling her smile against my cheek, I kiss under her earlobe and pull back. But she doesn’t let me go far. Her fingers tuck into my belt, hands shakin’ a little as she starts to undo the buckle.
“I-Is this…” She gulps. “Okay?”
We both freeze as I stare into her eyes. It’s okay with me… more than okay with me, but I have to make sure this is what she wants.
“Is it okay with you?”
She nods, a big smile forming on her lips.
As much as I want her to keep going, for us to keep going, I can’t. I have to know…
“Why?”
“What?”
I grab her fingers, stopping her from getting too far downward. Because once she does, that’ll be it for my control.
“Why is this okay with you?” I let go of one of her wrists, and use the back of my hand to stroke her cheek. “Don’t get me wrong, I want this—really want this—but you’ve been so careful physically with me. Why now? Why me?”
Another big smile plants itself on her face, but she looks nervous, too. And her voice comes out a little shaky. “I-I never thought I’d f-feel this way about anyone.” Her eyes go to the floor, and I tilt her chin up so I can still look at the beautiful greens. She takes a deep breath. “I never really allowed myself to feel anything for anyone. But then you just… well, POP! There you were, and made me get all weird inside.”
I chuckle and she laughs. She has no idea that’s exactly how I felt when she… POP, came into my life.
“And well, besides the obvious reasons—”
“Obvious?”
She cocks an eyebrow. “Seriously? Brody, this is totally another reason why you’re just super fabulous.”
Huh?
“You don’t even know how freaking hot you are. That’s uber sexy.” Her eyes go to my bare torso. “Count with me.” One finger strokes part of my stomach. “One…” She moves an inch or two over. “Two…” She slides down. “Three…” Back over. “Four…” Down. “Five…” Over. “Six.”
She flicks her gaze back up to me. “That’s what people call a six-pack.”
I roll my eyes, but she keeps moving her fingers up to my chest. I want to stop her, but I don’t at the same time. It feels too good.
“And these…” She flattens her hands on