Chapter 75
A
I’ve heard many tales of first kisses. I’ve heard it can be disappointing and uncomfortable and clumsy. Louise said hers was during Seven Minutes in Heaven, and it was awkward and sloppy.
If I’m to add my experience to the list of tales. It’s all–encompassed into one word.
Explosive.
It feels like my world explodes into a million tiny bright atoms swirling around me in dizzying intensity. It feels like I explode with it, all my nerves and cells dispersing into starlight. It feels like I’m floating away in a million tiny pieces, and the only thing that grounds me to earth is Nathan’s lips against mine.
The kiss is slow and sweet. Nathan’s lips are just as soft as I imagined they’d be. When he pulls me closer to him and deepens the kiss, something inflates in my chest that threatens to suffocate me with the intensity of my own emotions.
My hand slips from his cheek as I wrap my arms around his neck and press closer, trying to eliminate every iota of space between us.
I don’t even know if I’m kissing right, but in this moment, there’s no room for my self–doubt and insecurities.
All there is is sensation and intensity, and Nathan. The scent of him, the warm solidity of his body, the sparks of electricity his touch ignites in me. I’m drowning in the whirlpool that is Nathan Ashford, and I have no desire to ever get out.
It’s like the kiss unlocks something inside me–that box where I stuffed all my feelings and reservations so I would never be blindsided by hurt. The box bursts open, and the feelings that rush out are like a flood threatening to sweep me under if Nathan isn’t holding me up.
Too soon–too fucking soon–Nathan breaks the kiss. I blink rapidly, stunned at the sudden loss of sensation. My heart is pounding hard in my chest, and I’m so close to Nathan that I can feel his heart pounding through my thick sweater.
He leans down and presses his forehead against mine. His eyes are dark and intense, and they pin me in place as he pants.
“You’re not safe or familiar,” he breathes, and his warm breath fans against my lips, which still tingle with sensation. It takes me a while to remember that he’s referring to what he said earlier about trying to kiss me during Truth or Dare.
Nathan’s hands slip from my waist and cup my heated cheeks. My face is so small between his large hands that his fingers slip into my hair. “You’re dangerous and new and wild. Every time I’m around you, I can’t think quite straight. I worry that I’m too cold or too hot or I’m saying all the wrong things and…fuck.” He closes his eyes. “You drive me crazy, April.”
“Well,“–my voice sounds strange to my ears-“if it’s any consolation, you do a damn good job at hiding it.” I think of all the times I .couldn’t tell what he was thinking behind his blank and maddeningly polite expression.
Nathan’s chuckle reverberates through his chest and into mine.
He leans in and stops when his lips are a hair’s breadth from mine. “I want to kiss you again,” he says softly, and the words feel like a
caress.
“Please,” I whisper.
This time, when his lips touch mine, it’s not slow. He kisses me with an intentionality and intensity that makes my legs go weak.
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Nathan grips me tight around the waist, holding me up. I feel his tongue gently caress my lips, and instinctively, I open up for him. He wastes no time in sliding his tongue into my mouth, and I would be embarrassed by the loud moan that escapes me if I wasn’t so fucking occupied right now.
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