my hand to pull me nearer. He wrangles my hand so I’m all but toppling across his chest.
“You murdered me! I’m dying!” he cries, trying not to laugh. “You’ve done it now, little witch.”
I grin at him, biting my lower lip. “You deserve it for that terrible pun.”
“Hmm,” he says, flashing that wicked grin again. “It made you forget about being awkward, though.”
I realize then that Lars has pulled me so that I am pressed up against him. Only the thick blanket separates our bodies. My breath leaves me in a huff. A shiver of anticipation skitters down my spine.
I look up, right into Lars’s deep blue eyes. I swallow, my tongue darting out to wet my bottom lip. My gaze slides to his mouth.
Lars’s eyelids close halfway as he moves in toward my mouth.
I can feel the kiss before it even happens. He moves closer. I close my eyes, my lips parting ever so slightly. His breath against the sensitive skin of my lips makes me shiver.
There is no room for softness in this kiss. Lars cups the back of my head and brings my mouth against his, searing me through. His lips are hot against mine. I open my mouth more and he takes full advantage, growling low in his chest. He moves his tongue against mine in a rhythm as old as the ages. I can barely help myself, curling my hand around the warm back of his neck and pulling myself closer. He tastes of clean mint and smells like aftershave; it is beyond me how he can smell so good while he’s asleep.
His free hand comes down to notch in my waist. I feel small compared to his much bigger body, almost dainty.
That’s a new sensation for me. I may be slender but I am still tall.
When his hand slides up to cup my breast, all the breath leaves my lungs in a rush. I suck in a breath and a moan escapes my lips.
Yes.
God, yes.
Lars is touching me.
I nip at his full bottom lip. He slides his hand down my waist and hip to my knee, pulling my leg onto his hard, hot body. I can feel my body tightening, my breasts growing heavy, my pussy growing wet. I lean into him, rocking my lower body against his. I want him to touch me everywhere, but my clit is actually so hot it’s almost achy.
I’m on fire for him.
Only him.
He stops kissing me for a second and rolls away, opening his bedside table. My brain takes a second to process the crinkling sound. But he holds a condom up in the air.
“Got it,” he says.
My face contorts. It feels like I’ve suddenly been drenched with a bucket of ice water. I wasn’t expecting to actually have sex with him…
“Umm… hold on.” I murmur. Sitting up, I pull the blankets up over my chest.
Lars looks a little puzzled. “You don’t use protection?”
I frown. “We were just kissing. I mean…” My face grows hot. “I think I’m still drunk, Lars. I don’t want to… do more than that.”
The words spill from my lips, unbidden. Lars frowns and looks away. “Oh.” He clears his throat awkwardly. “I mean… of course.”
Oh god, I can tell from his facial expression that I’ve hurt him. He clears his throat, trying to pretend away his awkwardness.
I reach out, my fingertips falling on his forearm. “I’m sorry, Lars.”
He tosses the condom off the bed, shaking his head. “No, it’s… I mean, I shouldn’t have… assumed…”
I drop my hand. “We shouldn’t… I mean, what we have is already so special.”
He takes a deep breath, pinning me with his aquiline gaze. “Seriously, it was just… a lapse. I was on autopilot or something.”
My eyes widen a bit that. The fact that his autopilot involves condoms is just…
It hurts my soul.
Before he can puzzle out my wounded expression, I turn onto my back and pull the covers up to my neck. “It’s for the best. Like I said, I’m still drunk.” I bite my lower lip, desperate to change the conversation. “I can’t believe you let me drink so much.”
I feel him roll onto his back beside me, sighing. “I didn’t let you do anything, little witch.”
Silence stretches between us for half a minute. “Can we just not talk about this ever again?”
“Sure,” he says, a little too quickly.
I roll away from him, facing the Copenhagen skyline instead. “Um. Night, Lars.”
He just grunts, shifting a few times. Then I assume he just goes right to