Page 30 of And So, We Fall


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“I don’t think so.”

Jaxon put his own coffee down, stood, and began to walk toward me.

“Come here, Natalie.”

Maybe because he was meeting me halfway, this time I did listen. When we were so close, I could smell his musky Jaxon scent, he reached out to me, his index finger going under my chin. My heart raced at the touch.

“I’m going to kiss you,” he said, so matter-of-factly that for a second, I didn’t react.

“Oh, no, no—”

“This is a pass. Doesn’t count toward the bet.”

A pass.

Still, not a good idea.

But he smelled so damn good. Looked even better. Every single fiber of my being wanted to know what it was like to kiss him. I’d dreamt about it, fantasized about it, almost since the second we met.

“You okay?”

No, I wasn’t. Not even a little.

Say no. No kiss. No pass.

Instead, I swallowed. And nodded.

His finger became a grip as Jaxon guided my face toward his. This was actually happening. Might be my only chance to kiss him, pass and all.

When his lips were almost touching mine, I closed my eyes. But I didn’t even need to lift my face toward his. Jaxon did that all on his own. And then, they were there.

The first touch, electric.

Slow. Sensual. Not at all like I’d imagined. In my head, our first kiss had been almost out of control. But as his lips parted, and our mouths melded together, I actually liked this better. It was a deliberate kiss, meant to show me exactly what he could do to me.

I wasn’t stupid. I understood his intentions.

But didn’t care.

Neither of our hands moved except the one on my chin, which he dropped. I didn’t touch him for fear of getting even more lost in this kiss. He didn’t touch me again either, except for his lips, of course. When he moved closer, our chests touched, and his kiss deepened. Tilting his head, he took me deeper and deeper, and I allowed it.

Our tongues tangled, our mouths seemed to almost devour one another. It was easily the most sensual kiss ever, and one I definitely did not want to end.

But it did.

Jaxon pulled away, his lips still wet. Staring at them, I finally peeked up and looked into his eyes. For a change, they weren’t mocking. Just simply mesmerizing. I tried to breathe normally but instead it came out like one big sigh.

“Fuck,” I said.

Not the most elegant thing to say, but it summed up our kiss well enough.

“In answer to your question.”

I waited.

He never finished.

What was my question?

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