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I draw in a breath because now that I’m even closer to her, the desire flooding me is almost too strong.
If I’m not careful, I’ll pin her to the door behind her.
I don’t want to frighten her. She’s too quiet and sweet for that.
So, I take another breath to steady my nerves. I try to control the fire of desire raging in my depths.
I lift my hand and carefully slip it under her ear so I’m cupping her neck. When I lower my face to hers so that our lips almost touch, she gasps.
“Sorry,” she whispers.
“Don’t be.” This is the best moment of my life.
“I’m not good at this.”
“I think you're perfect.” Our lips are so close. I close the gap delicately, carefully.
I don’t want to scare her.
My lips sink into hers. I let my thumb move along her jawline, just beneath her ear. I step in closer… because she tastes so good, I can’t help but want to be closer.
All that self-restraint I promised myself slips away. But she’s backing up, all on her own, too. I feel her hand climb up my back. With a soft thud, she hits up against the door.
Our lips move hungrily now. This kiss was inevitable, and now all the moments leading up to it are like momentum, propelling us both. We can’t stop ourselves.
Her desire makes mine stronger. She parts her sweet, soft lips, and I let myself deepen the kiss. My heart’s pounding, my blood rushing.
My whole body is flooded with need.
It takes every ounce of control I have to back away.
She’s as breathless as I am. I drag a ragged gulp of air in and push my fingertips through my hair.
That kiss… it felt like a hurricane.
An unstoppable force of nature.
I’m trying to pick up some of the pieces of my life. Where am I again? What am I doing?
The textured, pink-painted stucco behind her gives me my first clue. Her bungalow. She has to go in, and I have to go to mine… the one I’m sharing with my brother and his family.
I have to go to my own bed.
I repeat that line to myself because it’s a necessity that I reign in the wild bucking bronco of my desire, which is right now giving me the exact opposite advice.
I take risks. As a habit, I go all in. I operate in the moment.
And in this moment, I want her.
“That was… wow,” she says, as she smooths a lock of hair back. “I… hm. Okaaaay then. I guess—I guess I better get inside.”
Maybe she’s fighting the same battle I am.
She fumbles with the key card but manages to swipe it correctly. She pushes her door open.
“Wait.” I croak.
She turns to me.
