Suddenly his lips were moving over mine, taking me to new heights. There was a moment where I savored the magical feeling that gushed through me right before I dived into the kiss. His lips had the power to break hearts.
When the kiss ended he kept me close, rubbing our noses together.
“Umm. What was that for?” He left me breathless and aching for more.
“Every time I come to see you, I tell myself that I am not going to touch you.” His finger ran up my arm. “But the moment I see you, that plan goes down the crapper. I can’t help but touch you.” The pad of his thumb traced my lower lip as it trembled. “Kiss you.” He pressed his lips to mine, and I leaned into his kiss.
It was a quick, tender kiss that ended far too soon. “Good. I like knowing you think about me.”
His lips twitched. “You’re all I think about. I love you, Angel Eyes.”
A lump of emotion formed in my throat, and my heart thumped in triple time. I couldn’t help but stare. “I want to have sex with you,” I said in a dreamy tone.
Wait. What? Oh shit.
Did that just come out of my mouth?
Please, God, don’t let it be. This had to be a bad dream. What was wrong with me? What was I thinking?
In my head I was saying, I love you, Chase Winters, but my mouth…ugh. My mouth had an entirely different agenda, and apparently my body did too. It wanted to do the freaky deaky with Chase. It was like I had lost total control over my tongue.
My brain was broken.
“Wait, that’s not what I meant to say.” But the mood was already broken and Chase was laughing at me. He fell backwards onto the bed. “Keep laughing asshole,” I grumbled and clobbered him over the head with my pillow, which only caused him to laugh harder. I was finding it difficult to hold on to my annoyance when the sound of his laughter was doing funny things to my belly. And damn if he didn’t look smoldering hot rolling on my bed.
He wore a shit-eating grin as he looked up at me. “Angel, that was best compliment I’ve ever gotten.”
I rolled my eyes, finding that hard to believe. “You would take it as a compliment.”
He arched his brow. The silver hoop glinted off the dim lighting. “I am pretty sure wanting to have sex with me is sort of a compliment.”
“Whatever. Can we drop it now?”
In a move that defied gravity, I was flat on my back with Chase on top of me. “And what if I said I wanted to have sex with you?”
Holy hot demon’s breath.
“Now?” I squeaked.
He nipped at my chin, teeth grazing my skin. “What would you say?”
I shivered. In the back of my head I knew this was a trick question. He was testing me, but in the heat of the moment I could only say one thing. “Yes,” I half sighed, half moaned.
“Angel,” he groaned and partly growled. Flipping off me, he lay on his back, but not before I saw that quick flash of gold. “You are supposed to have more restraint than that.”
“Seriously?” My body already mourned the loss of his and the intense heat he took with him. “You play dirty.”
His black hair was messy from my hands. “That’s the point. You have to be able to say no.”
I frowned. “But I don’t want to say no.”
“We talked about this.” There was exasperation in his voice. “We agreed to wait until after high school, to give you more time to decide if this is what you really want. College is right around the corner, and so is a whole new world of possibilities.”
College—ugh.
Don’t get me wrong, I was all for college…if Chase was there.
I shook my head, which got his boxers in a bundle. “I agreed to no such thing.”
“Angel,” he roared.
Smiling, I propped up on my elbow, brought our faces close, and chewed the inside of my cheek. The idea running rampant in my head was definitely devious, but he deserved a little payback. I deliberately stared at his mouth, ignoring the dark scowl, and whispered, “It’s my choice.” Then with a boldness I normally didn’t possess, I ran my fingers along the inside of his waistline. “And I want you.”
He closed his eyes and hissed. His stomach muscles jumped under my touch, making my blood rush. I knew that if I didn’t stop touching him soon, I would be caught in my own web of fire. My clumsy fingers fumbled with the button of his jeans. “Open your eyes,” I murmured. Our lips were so close we breathed each other’s air.
One of his hands shot out, circling my wrist, and then I was drowning in gold and silver. “What are you doing?” he asked.
“I thought it was pretty obvious.”
He grinned. “It was.”
“Then why did you stop me?”
He tugged me down into the crock of his arm, placing his other hand behind his head. “You know why.”
I thumped my fingers on his pecs, contemplating a freezing shower. “Do you ever want to change what you are?” I asked.
“Unlike Lexi, I’ve never really given it much thought. It just is. Thinking otherwise isn’t going to change me.”