Pretty Sweet - Christina Lee Page 0,45

body tensed up, and I pulled away.

“Shit. I’m sorry. I’m not trying to push you into anything. I would never do that. I’m not saying this is something sexual. It’s just… Ah, hell. I made a mess of it, didn’t I?”

I shook my head. Couldn’t speak. Jake was bi? He thought I felt good? He was bisexual but had never been with a man before…and maybe he wanted to? With me? I knew I was rushing it, but all these questions slammed down on me, running out of control. Finally, I shoved them away until one thing remained. I trusted Jake. I liked Jake. I felt comfortable with Jake in a way I never had with anyone before. Okay, maybe three things. “No,” I whispered. “You didn’t. I’m a virgin,” I blurted. What. The. Hell? Why had I told him that?

“Okay…” he replied tentatively. “There’s nothing wrong with that.”

“Well, I don’t want to be.” My hand flew up and covered my mouth. Oh my God. I couldn’t believe I’d said that. “Shit. I’m sorry. It’s just, I want it, but I don’t trust anyone. I can’t get past what happened, and I’ve never even kissed a guy after that, and why won’t I stop talking?”

I covered my whole face with both my hands. But then…then I felt Jake’s bigger hands on mine. He gently pulled them away. “You don’t have to be embarrassed with me.”

“I know. I don’t know how, but I do. I feel safe with you.”

He smiled. “I’m glad. I like you, Seth. I like spending time with you.”

My heart began thudding so hard, I was afraid I would die. He liked me, and I trusted him, and now I was going to die. “I like you too.”

His thumb brushed over my bottom lip, and I gasped. Jake went to pull back again, but I grabbed his wrist. “Don’t stop,” I pleaded, so he did it again. My tongue sneaked out, and I licked the tip of his thumb. This time, it was him who sucked in a sharp breath.

“I, um…I really want to kiss you, but if you don’t want me to, I—”

My lips slammed down on his. He made a grunting noise, not having expected it, but then his lips moved softly against mine. We did that a few times, slow, closemouthed kisses, before Jake’s tongue teased the seam of my lips and I opened them, let him inside. This was amazing. Maybe the most incredible thing I’d ever done.

Jake’s lips on mine. Jake’s tongue in my mouth. Jake’s teeth nibbling my bottom lip. Jake’s noises transferring from him to me. Jake’s hand on the back of my neck, pulling me closer.

He wrapped his arms around me again and held me and kissed me, and it was everything.

When he stopped, my eyes held his. “That was okay?” he asked.

“That was maybe the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” I admitted, and he chuckled. “It was okay for you?” I added softly.

He tilted my head up so I looked at him. “It was maybe the best kiss I’ve ever had. Don’t you worry about that.”

The next thing I knew, I was kissing him again.

18

Jake

“What’s with the goofy smile?” Tucker asked me as I stripped off my coveralls.

“What the hell are you talking about?” I hadn’t even known I was smiling, but I couldn’t seem to help myself, not after that kiss with Seth the other night.

He was so sweet, and made these little sighing noises, and the way he’d clung to me got me so hard, I’d had to jerk off after he left. I nearly asked him to stay, but I was glad I’d resisted because fuck, I needed to get a handle on what happened between us. And I definitely did not want to give him the impression I was getting too far ahead of myself or couldn’t control myself. Not like that fucker he’d told me about.

The fact that he even wanted to kiss me was pretty special, and I wanted to take my time with him and let him call the shots if that made him most comfortable.

“Whatever,” Tucker grumbled. “What are your plans tonight, or should I not even ask?” Okay, he was clearly irritated with me, and I had a feeling it dated back to my not responding to his text last weekend and being a bit guarded about where I’d been. But hell, it wasn’t like I knew all the ins and outs of his relationship with his girlfriend.