I couldn’t help it.
I moved to her so quickly, it didn’t quite register.
Until I had her in my arms.
Naked.
Warm.
Soft.
Lexi.
I held her tight to my body. “Fuck, I missed you,” I muttered against her plump, pink lips.
Her arms tightened around me. “Me too.”
Then she let those luscious lips of hers touch mine.
And I was a goner.
Completely.
Gone.
I opened and let her tongue find mine.
And when it did—I groaned so fucking loud.
I lifted her up, still managing to keep her chest against mine.
“That smoothie actually tastes pretty good,” she muttered, and I chuckled.
“It’s really good. But you taste better.”
Her legs opened and hooked around my waist.
The heat of her directly against the heat of me.
Her fingers tenderly touched my face as she kissed me deeper—and harder.
The more we kissed, the harder I got.
Christ, my poor balls were going to drop right off if I had to stop what we’d just started.
Stop.
Fuck.
We should stop.
We promised my mom.
And Lexi’s dad.
And each other.
My fingers dug into her butt cheeks. “We should stop,” I said breathlessly into her mouth.