Some kisses are planned. You know it’s coming, you wait for it. You can almost count the seconds. Then there are some kisses that come out of nowhere. That surprise you in the most perfect of ways.
Zane and Kristen’s first kiss was one of those surprises. A kiss that neither of them planned, neither of them saw coming, and neither of them could resist.
Excerpt from Fake It Till You Break It
Zane lifted himself up and leaned across the bar. She tried to back up, but he whispered, “Go with it,” and glanced toward the guy next to him.
Kristen nodded and leaned in.
Zane cupped her jaw, her skin soft and silky under his fingertips. He kept his eyes on hers, waiting until the last possible moment to close them. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, as ready for it as he was. He breathed her in, dragging her closer with every millisecond that passed. The wine on her breath tempted him, telling him what he was going to get when he finally had her lips on his.
Her lashes dropped, covering her eyes. The pulse in her neck fluttered a beat faster under the pads of his fingers. Then her lips touched his for just the briefest of kisses, sending a jolt through him.
He meant for it to be a simple peck. A kiss that they could laugh off later. Nothing more than a way to chase off her admirer. But the second his lips touched hers, he knew he couldn’t let her go with that little kiss.
She started to pull back, but he tightened his fingers on her jaw, sliding his hand to the back of her neck and easing her back in. Her lips parted slightly, as though she couldn’t decide if she wanted to welcome him into her mouth or not.
Zane brushed his tongue against the underside of her lips, coaxing her to open for him. Wine filled his senses from the inside out and back again, tasting it on her tongue and smelling it in the air around them.
She moaned softly, barely audible above the noise in the room. Her tongue swiped against his eagerly, and her hand went to his cheek.
Before they got too carried away, Zane eased back from their kiss. He took a second to rest his forehead against hers and meet her eyes. “You okay?”
She nodded.
“Sorry. You looked like you needed a rescue, and I’ve been dying to get my lips on you.”
She laughed huskily, the sound further hardening his cock. “I did. And thank you. Best rescue ever.”
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