Snap. Snap.
“You in there?” Kyle’s smoky voice pulled me out of my head and I jumped as he snapped his fingers in front of my face.
The book in my lap slid to the floor, as did all the papers I’d been reviewing.
“Damn it! Now look what you made me do.” I knelt down and began stacking the scattered papers.
“Geez, calm down will you?” He scowled at me and knelt next to me. “Here, I’ll help.”
He picked up my Econ book and reached over to set it on the coffee table at the same time I put my papers down. Our chests came within a hair’s breadth of touching and every cell in my body began to vibrate. His warm breath tickled my face and his eyes darkened from glowing emerald green to a smoky moss. I could smell the tang of Dr. Pepper and pizza on his breath mixing with the scent of his soap. I was shocked to feel my nipples harden. I’d never experienced that sensation without physical stimulation and I gasped.
Kyle’s eyes dropped to my suddenly dry lips. I licked them in a futile attempt to replenish their moisture and Kyle groaned. Before I could react, his lips touched mine. I’d never been kissed by a man and it was a very different feeling from Katie. His lips were firm and warm and brushed mine with feather-light tenderness. I surprised myself by leaning in for more. He smelled so good and his lips felt like heaven on mine.
I inched closer until our bodies were just touching. My nipples grazed his chest and I felt the intake of his breath at the contact. His lips continued to brush against mine. The kiss was so light, it was almost teasing. I leaned in and pressed our lips together more firmly, reveling in the silken feel of his skin, the slight bristle of his late afternoon stubble and spicy clean scent of his skin. It was an amazing feeling to be kissing the man I loved. He reached up and brought his hands to my biceps. Gripping me tightly, he deepened the kiss.
My brain short-circuited. I forgot who he was. I forgot where I was. I lashed out and pushed him away from me. I heard a loud crack as his skull made contact with the wood coffee table, but all I knew was that I had to get out of there. I snatched up my backpack and ran.
