For someone who’d only had two relationships, where one could be counted as innocent since the farthest that one got before we broke up was a few, chaste kisses.
This obvious attraction, though, was something I’d never experienced before. I didn’t know if it was amplified because of circumstances, and because I wasn’t holding back and acting shy like I usually would, but the entire time, I felt hot.
By the end of the tour, I realized I’d spent more time thinking about Jake touching me more than the great view.
The helicopter made the last stop, back in the city. Jake and I were both quiet as we left the helicopter. I assumed there would be a car to take us back to the hotel, but it hadn't arrived yet, and we ended up standing in wait. I was suddenly very aware of Jake’s arm that was wrapped around my waist. My heart was beating fast in my chest, and my hands were fidgeting in front of me, my fingers unable to stay still.
“Klara.”
I jumped, feeling a thump in my chest. I already knew his voice was amazing, but it seemed to have gone deeper as he said my name from so close. I let out a shaky breath as my heart beat a fast beat.
“Yes?” I said, and my voice came out a shaky whisper.
The arm around my waist squeezed, and my breath stuttered. I felt some disappointment when he pulled his arm away, but then he was turning me around. He cupped my face between his hands and leaned down to kiss me.
It was nothing like the kisses I’d had before. It wasn’t soft, or romantic, or sloppy. Yet still, I had a feeling he was holding himself back. It was a hard, hot, steamy kiss, and I trembled as my arms went around his shoulders.
Chapter Six
Jake
Klara was trembling. I’d only kissed her, and I thought she would shake apart in my arms.
Damn.
What happened to all those innocent intentions I had earlier? I was starting to wonder if I’d had any from the moment she fell into me at the club. Sure, I didn’t try coming onto her before, but that would’ve been in poor taste.
She was, however, a beautiful woman that I was spending the day with, and it was obvious the attraction wasn’t just on my part.
The first time, she didn’t seem to have any reaction, but that could have been because she was nervous for her first time on a helicopter. Every time after that, though, she’d kept blushing and fidgeting. More than once, I’d caught her staring at me when she thought I wasn’t looking.
Honestly, I wasn’t going to try anything. It wasn’t the reason I asked her to go out with me to the Grand Canyon. I did want to see it, and it meant time away from my brother, which was a good thing. But seeing her sweet reactions, I couldn’t help touching her more. She didn’t push me away; she seemed even to invite the touches. Not to mention the way she would look at me.
It was more instinct than common sense that had me doing what I did.
Even though I didn’t want to, I pulled back from the kiss. The limo would be arriving any time soon, and I didn’t want to give the driver a show.
“Sorry for doing that so suddenly,” I said in apology.
Klara didn’t reply, and my eyes opened, only for me to freeze.
Fuck it!
I was never one for the innocent types. Because I was pretty much the bad boy in high school, we’d be more than likely to butt heads, or never meet at all. But Klara had on the sweetest expression. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips were parted and wet, a little swollen from the kiss. Her eyes were a little dazed as they stared up at me, hungry, and her arms were still holding onto me.
This had never happened before. Maybe it was a buried kink or something, because I’d popped a boner, and all she’d done was look at me.
“What?” she murmured, looking like she hadn't heard me at all.
I swallowed, suddenly feeling very conscious of her curves pressing against me.
This is so embarrassing. Was I a teenager, or what?
A sound made me look up, and I wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or disappointed.
“Oh, the limo is here.”
Klara immediately had on a disappointed expression. She frowned, and just like before, her lower lip stuck out. Before I’d thought it was cute, but right then, with her cheeks rosy, her lips still wet and swollen, she looked sexy.