He leaned in and touched his lips to hers. Shivers of pleasure cascaded through every vein in her body. For such a speedy, energetic guy, he sure took his time kissing. His lips lingered, barely touching hers, for what was probably only seconds but seemed like an eternity.
She wanted more. Her stomach muscles turned somersaults, and she leaned toward him. Like the thunder gaining strength from the approaching storm, a sudden need fired inside of her to be with this man. He tasted like sweet tea and smelled like summer. She wanted more of his lips, his mouth…his entire body. She pressed against him, and a moan escaped his lips. The sound of his desire ricocheted her heartbeat into overdrive.
When she finally had the willpower to pull away, her face heated and she stared at her lap. She hoped the stormy gray sky hid her embarrassment. She’d kissed him enthusiastically—like a schoolgirl with a giant crush—and had no idea where the impulse had come from. Sure, she liked him. It wasn’t until their lips met that she felt the spark that, even now, had her body shaking with desire.
“I…uh… Wow,” he said. From the stunned look on his face, she didn’t think he’d planned the kiss ahead of time. Like her, he probably hadn’t expected such intensity. He smiled his giant smile and leaned his forehead against hers. The move, although simple, felt intimate with him. “What did you put in that sweet tea?” he whispered.
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