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nice.
And I just
kissed Nicholas who’s incredibly sweet and lovely.
But Joel’s
cute, too.
What the hell
is up with me?
“Um, yeah.” I
gaze into his eyes there’s a hint of something, something I know I
shouldn’t be seeing.
While Nicholas
waits to pay the bill — again — Joel and I begin a slow start
along the beach path towards my place. I’m shaky on my legs but I
feel okay. Shocked and embarrassed mostly, not ill. I can’t believe
I fainted. Joel must think I’m some ditzy girl who has no
resilience at all and I’m not like that.
“How do you
feel?” Joel asks, as we walk.
“Okay. Fine.
Embarrassed.”
“There’s
nothing to be embarrassed about—”
He wasn’t the
one laying on the floor.
“—I’m not a
fan of roller coasters if that’s any consolation. Last time I went
on one I spewed all over the chick I was with and a few of the
people in the carriage behind us. The woman in had chuck in her
hair.” He gives that killer smile and my knees go weak all over
again.
Aww .
That’s sweet, I think. Well, not sweet that he’s a wuss about rides
but sweet that he’s trying to lessen my pain by telling me about
his own.
“I bet you
were popular.”
“About as
popular as a priest in a synagogue. The girl dumped me when we got
off the ride.”
“How could any
girl be angry with you?”
“It’s got me
beat. I mean, look at me. Irresistible, or what?”
God, if he
only knew. Though I think he does.
We’ve stopped
walking at this stage. I don’t know why but we’re facing each other
and gazing into each other’s eyes as the moonlight shines on the
water. It’s like a cheesy seduction scene but it isn’t cheesy at
all.
Joel steps
closer. He runs his tongue over his lips. “I’m glad you’re okay.”
His voice is little more than a whisper. A deep, gravelly whisper
that sends shivers of desire running down my spine. “I wouldn’t
like to see you hurt. I don’t think I could carry you all the way
home.”
“Hey!”
“Joke,
Sadie.”
“Not funny. No
wonder you can’t keep a girlfriend if that’s the way you
speak.”
“Who says I
want one? I’m pretty happy with the term ‘confirmed bachelor’. I’m
into bedding not wedding.”
“I think
you’re lying. Under that sarcastic exterior is a big softie who
wants to be loved.”
“I think you
should stop talking so much so I can kiss you.”
His arms move
to envelope me and then, before I know what’s hit me, he’s backed
me against a tree and is kissing me like I’ve never been kissed
before. The kiss is long and deep and passionate, so much so that I
don’t even notice the rough bark of the trunk digging into my back.
His kiss makes my blood race through my veins. My skin is on fire,
aching for him to touch me, like a burning need, a craving I can’t
squash.
Joel leans his
body into mine. I feel the rapid rise and fall of his ribs pressing
into my chest and the heat in his hands as they skitter around my
sides and squeeze my bum, pushing me closer to his crotch. I feel
his erection growing between us and I want it. I want it in me. I
want to wrap my legs around his waist and let him in.
After a
minute, Joel’s lips unlock from mine. He moves his hands, placing
them on the trunk on either side of my head. He’s struggling to
breathe and I know the kiss has affected him as much as it has me.
I lower my forehead to his chest, my hands clutch at his t-shirt as
his chin comes to rest on the crown of my head. I feel the touch of
his lips in my hair.
“Don’t stop.”
I whimper. “Please don’t stop.”
“I have
to.”
I look up,
searching his face. “Why? You can’t kiss me like that and stop.
It’s not fair. If I did that you’d say I was a cock tease.” I sound
like a whiny teenager but I can’t help it. He’s given me a taste
and I’m addicted. I can’t exist without his kiss.
“You’re a
child, Sadie.”
“Er, I’m
twenty-one. Not exactly a child.”
“I’m too old
for you.
And I just
kissed Nicholas who’s incredibly sweet and lovely.
But Joel’s
cute, too.
What the hell
is up with me?
“Um, yeah.” I
gaze into his eyes there’s a hint of something, something I know I
shouldn’t be seeing.
While Nicholas
waits to pay the bill — again — Joel and I begin a slow start
along the beach path towards my place. I’m shaky on my legs but I
feel okay. Shocked and embarrassed mostly, not ill. I can’t believe
I fainted. Joel must think I’m some ditzy girl who has no
resilience at all and I’m not like that.
“How do you
feel?” Joel asks, as we walk.
“Okay. Fine.
Embarrassed.”
“There’s
nothing to be embarrassed about—”
He wasn’t the
one laying on the floor.
“—I’m not a
fan of roller coasters if that’s any consolation. Last time I went
on one I spewed all over the chick I was with and a few of the
people in the carriage behind us. The woman in had chuck in her
hair.” He gives that killer smile and my knees go weak all over
again.
Aww .
That’s sweet, I think. Well, not sweet that he’s a wuss about rides
but sweet that he’s trying to lessen my pain by telling me about
his own.
“I bet you
were popular.”
“About as
popular as a priest in a synagogue. The girl dumped me when we got
off the ride.”
“How could any
girl be angry with you?”
“It’s got me
beat. I mean, look at me. Irresistible, or what?”
God, if he
only knew. Though I think he does.
We’ve stopped
walking at this stage. I don’t know why but we’re facing each other
and gazing into each other’s eyes as the moonlight shines on the
water. It’s like a cheesy seduction scene but it isn’t cheesy at
all.
Joel steps
closer. He runs his tongue over his lips. “I’m glad you’re okay.”
His voice is little more than a whisper. A deep, gravelly whisper
that sends shivers of desire running down my spine. “I wouldn’t
like to see you hurt. I don’t think I could carry you all the way
home.”
“Hey!”
“Joke,
Sadie.”
“Not funny. No
wonder you can’t keep a girlfriend if that’s the way you
speak.”
“Who says I
want one? I’m pretty happy with the term ‘confirmed bachelor’. I’m
into bedding not wedding.”
“I think
you’re lying. Under that sarcastic exterior is a big softie who
wants to be loved.”
“I think you
should stop talking so much so I can kiss you.”
His arms move
to envelope me and then, before I know what’s hit me, he’s backed
me against a tree and is kissing me like I’ve never been kissed
before. The kiss is long and deep and passionate, so much so that I
don’t even notice the rough bark of the trunk digging into my back.
His kiss makes my blood race through my veins. My skin is on fire,
aching for him to touch me, like a burning need, a craving I can’t
squash.
Joel leans his
body into mine. I feel the rapid rise and fall of his ribs pressing
into my chest and the heat in his hands as they skitter around my
sides and squeeze my bum, pushing me closer to his crotch. I feel
his erection growing between us and I want it. I want it in me. I
want to wrap my legs around his waist and let him in.
After a
minute, Joel’s lips unlock from mine. He moves his hands, placing
them on the trunk on either side of my head. He’s struggling to
breathe and I know the kiss has affected him as much as it has me.
I lower my forehead to his chest, my hands clutch at his t-shirt as
his chin comes to rest on the crown of my head. I feel the touch of
his lips in my hair.
“Don’t stop.”
I whimper. “Please don’t stop.”
“I have
to.”
I look up,
searching his face. “Why? You can’t kiss me like that and stop.
It’s not fair. If I did that you’d say I was a cock tease.” I sound
like a whiny teenager but I can’t help it. He’s given me a taste
and I’m addicted. I can’t exist without his kiss.
“You’re a
child, Sadie.”
“Er, I’m
twenty-one. Not exactly a child.”
“I’m too old
for you.
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