First Kiss
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This shouldn't be happening.
Over and over I tried to convince myself this as he stalked me from across his bedroom, moving closer until only mere inches separated us. Despite the warmth of his body reaching out for me, a shiver of lust snaked down my spine.
Being near him always had this effect on be, even before I recognized my feelings for him. It was instinct. Pure, base. Primal. I couldn't deny my body the reaction any more than I could deny it the very air that it breathed.
From the smug look on his face as he glanced down at my crotch, I also knew I couldn't deny the reaction from him either. He had seen it all.
"No more lies. You want me," he said, his voice sultry and low and promising everything.
The words were out before I knew what I was saying. "I've always wanted you."
Sapphire-blue eyes I've known since childhood darkened with desire as strong hands framed my cheeks, tipping my face up to his. His lips moved closer, curling into a smile as they hovered over mine. "It's about damned time."
With just his breath over my mouth, another shiver took me. I knew what it was he wanted—and I wanted the same. A simple yet potent step I knew would change our lives forever.
I licked my lips. Anticipating. Needing. "Then kiss me."
For a fraction of a second, fear of what would come next, fear of breaking down boundaries never meant to be broken—fear of change—all skittered across my mind. But then his lips slammed against mine, banishing it all.
His kiss was wild and ferocious, like the sea. Caught on those turbulent waters, I struggled to stay on my feet. With a desperation I never expected, I clutched at his biceps, digging my fingers into his hard flesh. I was supposed to be the stronger one, to always be the one in control, but within seconds I had become weak, vulnerable—entirely his.
With a whimper of submission, I parted my lips. His tongue slid inside without hesitation, seeking my own. The two met, dancing as he let out a groan of approval. It slid over my skin like butter, awakening parts of me that had been asleep for far too long. Parts that hadn't been touched by another in over eight years. It was like coming home.
I moved closer, a silent plea for his touch. Answering my wishes, his hands slid from my face and down my chest, trapping my hips in his tight grasp. With another groan, he jerked my groin against his, the heat of his erection driving me higher as he ground it against me, starting a frantic rhythm we both hungered for. The delicious contact tore a gasp of pleasure from my throat as the friction threatened to send my long-neglected body over the edge.
"No." He abruptly broke the kiss, his ravenous eyes staring through mine and into my soul. "Not like this. I need to be inside you. Please... let me love you."
I tore at his clothing in answer, quickly ridding him of his tunic as he yanked off his mukluks then his pants. When he stood naked before me, I almost forgot how to breathe. He was magnificent. I'd seen him without clothes before, but not like this. Not when we were both panting and breathless, desire blazing between us like an out of control wildfire. Not when I was the source of his stimulation. Not when we were about to share a bed—our bodies.
It was odd feeling, but one I fully embraced as I started to work on my own cerulean layers. I undressed, watching as his hungry gaze devoured my body with each article I removed. When I finished, I lowered myself onto his bed, the velvety pelts skimming my bare skin as I lay back and spread my legs. He followed, immediately filling the empty space and reclaimed my lips.
And when our two bodies finally became one, I knew I would be his forever. There was no turning back.
My best friend was now my lover.
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