“Umm, I…”
“Yes?”
“I g-guess…”
Laney didn’t wait. She clasped Morgun’s face gently
with those hands she used to work magic with a camera, tilted her face up just slightly, and crushed her lips with the most searing, desperate, most insanely hot kiss of Morgun’s life. Well, maybe it was the second most searing, desperate, insanely hot kiss of her life. Because Laney had kissed her before. And she remembered every single detail of it. It was every bit as amazing as this one.
“I really like kissing you,” Laney said when she pulled away. Her voice was different than ever before. Quiet. Sweet. Passionate. Raw. It was her voice. Not her tough voice. It was real. She was open and vulnerable and Morgun saw that whether Laney was choosing to let her see it or not.
Morgun’s chest squeezed.
“I liked it before. That night. My brother’s wedding. I messed it all up.”
“I shouldn’t have gotten mad,” Morgun protested softly.
“Still.” Laney reached out and took Morgun’s hand, and shivers snaked up her arm. “I messed it up. I don’t want to mess it up now.”
“I…”
“Can I kiss you again?”
You can do more than that. I want to do more than that with you. I want to do more than that to you. Morgun didn’t say it. She was suddenly too shy to say that, but she wasn’t too shy to tell Laney yes. She wanted this. She’d thought of nothing else since the night of the wedding. Even though she was pissed off. She wanted that again. That crazy explosive chemistry. She wanted Laney.
“Yes,” Morgun whispered. “Please kiss me again.”
Chapter 19
Laney
Laney leaned in until their faces were just inches apart. She drank Morgun in before she tasted her. Goosebumps beaded all over her skin when Morgun’s tongue stroked hers. Laney tilted her face and gave everything. She didn’t hold back—usually she always held back. Not this time. This time her hands tangled in Morgun’s hair, gathering the silky strands. This time she kissed so deeply that she didn’t think she’d ever find her breath again. This time, she wasn’t going to stop. This time, she was giving everything.
Morgun whimpered and grabbed Laney’s shirt. Laney melted when Morgun pressed up against her, curves meeting curves, their bodies a perfect fit. Her whole body felt it. All of it. The hair on the backs of her arms stood up. The ache in her belly pounded fiercely. She could feel herself throbbing between her thighs. Her legs trembled. Her chest felt like it was going to explode. Her heart ran rampant like a wild animal finally uncaged.
When Morgun steered Laney away from the living room, back towards the bedroom, she didn’t resist. There wasn’t going to be any protesting from her. She didn’t just want this, she needed it with every ounce of her being. She’d never needed anyone like this, and that frightened her. It made her want to crawl back under the thick skin she’d made for herself and hide. It made her want to predict that it would end badly, because everything eventually ended, but she ignored those thoughts. She put the lid on her protests and her fears and let her body overrule her head.
Even if it was just one time. One night.
They went through a doorway, kissing frantically, ripping at each other’s clothes. The room was small, and the blinds were drawn, but some light from the hall and living room spilled into the entrance. Laney could make out a bed, the usual dresser and nightstand. She realized they were antiques, but for once, she didn’t take any time to appreciate it.
At least, she wasn’t appreciative of the bed until Morgun tugged her down on top of it. She fell ungracefully enough, but quickly righted herself, straddling Morgun. Laney couldn’t help but grind herself against Morgun’s leg, but it only sent more shivers and fire racing between her legs. She needed out of her pants and fast.
Morgun grabbed Laney’s shirt and tore it up to her shoulders. Laney lifted her arms, helping her get the thing off.
“Can I touch you?” Morgun asked, like Laney had asked her if she could kiss her.
“Yes,” Laney panted. “Please. Yes. Absolutely.”
Morgun grinned. “I like you from this angle. It’s a good angle for you.”
“I like you from any angle.”
Morgun blushed. She reached around Laney’s back and undid her bra and peeled that away. Laney immediately thrust her breast into Morgun’s hand and gasped when her small fingers plied her already hard nipple. Jolts of burning heat went spreading through her, gathering between her legs.
Not satisfied just to touch, Morgun leaned up and suckled Laney’s nipple. The wet, warm sensation made Laney jerk hard. She might as well have just stuck a knife in a toaster. She’d never done that, of course, but she imagined that the jolt of electricity ripping through her would feel the same. Except this wasn’t bad. No, this was anything but bad.
Laney ground her hips into Morgun’s leg again. Morgun responded by lashing her nipple with her tongue and scraping her teeth over it. Laney’s back arched, and she somehow checked back into herself and realized they had too many clothes on. Far, far too many clothes.