Page 79 of Dead Pretty

I have never wanted anyone the way I want him.

My fingers thread into his hair. He groans against my mouth.

I press my body to his in response.

His tongue slides between my lips, into my mouth, and all of my synapses fry.

Distantly, I hear the click of a door opening. Then, I’m moving backward.

Jack picks me up. I wrap my legs around his waist.

The door shuts, and my back is pressed up against it.

The kiss is raw, electric. It has the sweetness of anticipation and the sharpness of desperation.

We’re tongues and teeth. Nipping, biting, sucking.

We’re on a whole other level from our first kiss yesterday.

Because I know, this time, Jack and I are going to have sex.

His hands flex restlessly against my ass. Fingers gripping, grasping.

I’m panting into his mouth, needing more of him. Wanting to feel him.

There are too many clothes between us.

I reach for the zipper on his jacket, yanking it down. I shove his jacket off his shoulders.

Jack stops kissing me, putting me to my feet. I push his jacket the rest of the way off, hearing it drop to the floor.

It’s only then that I register my apartment is dark. Only the moonlight coming from my living room windows gives a muted glow.

It is surprising to me that I haven’t turned the light on yet. Being in the dark is not something I can usually cope with.

But still, I don’t reach for the switch.

Maybe having Jack here is comforting to me. Maybe he makes me feel safe.

Or maybe I’m just so damn horny that all my other senses, fears, and worries have taken a backseat.

Jack unwinds the scarf from around my neck. Then, he unzips my coat, taking his time. The sound is erotically loud in the silence of my apartment.

Then, my coat is gone from my body.

Jack stares down at me in the dark. Not touching me.

My body is thrumming with anticipation. My breaths uneven.

He lifts a hand. Fingertips gently skim the bare skin on my shoulder, revealed from my off-the-shoulder sweater.

One of his fingers hooks on the straps of my tank and bra, curling around, tugging me even closer.

My breasts crush up against his hard chest.

Then, our mouths go at it again. Fusing together.

The kiss goes from zero to sixty in less than a second.