Welcome to this week's installment of Romance Writers Weekly. I hope you are stopping by from Leslie Hachtel's blog at http://lesliehachtelwriter.wordpress.com. If so fabulous. If not, welcome. Come in sit a spell and enjoy a story of love's first kiss.
Okay, I have to admit that my first kiss was a long time ago. A very very long time ago. It was with the creepy brother of the creepy guy my sister was dating and it was brutally awful. I shudder to think about it. And not in a good way! Therefore, I am not sharing that story, instead, I am using one from a work in progress.
I met him a long time ago. I knew from
the first time I saw him that he was special and that he would become very
important to me. We met through mutual friends and had hung out with the group a few times.
Last week he took me to dinner and a movie. The food was delicious, and our
conversation flowed like we had known each other for years. He's so easy to
talk to. He didn't kiss me goodnight, and I was a little, no, a lot
disappointed. I wanted him to kiss me, but I didn't have the guts to initiate
it myself. I let him walk away and I hated myself for being too shy to kiss
him. God, sometimes I'm useless like that.
But he called me when he got home.
"Hey Kiddo," he greeted me. "I just wanted to say thanks for a
great evening. I really enjoyed being with you. But,"
My heart fell, here it came, the big
drop. He's going to dump me. Social skills and self-confidence had never been
big items in my bag of tricks. "But," I whispered.
"But I have to warn you that next
time you aren't going to get off so easily. There WILL be a goodnight kiss next
time. It was all I could do to keep my hands and lips off you," he said
huskily. The soft caress of his voice sent shivers down my spine. "I'm
going to kiss you until your knees go weak and you grab my shoulders to keep
from falling. I'm going to devour your soft, delicious lips until I have
memorized your sweet taste and you never want to kiss another man."
"Oh," I whispered, stunned and
aroused by his words.
"Let me buy you lunch tomorrow.
Stop by the office around one. Good night, sweet lady. Sweet dreams," he
said quietly and disconnected, without waiting to hear if I had other plans.
Part of me resisted his forcefulness,
but most of me was thrilled that he wanted to see me again and so soon. I did a
little happy dance, and I confess I went to see him the next day.
He met me with a warm smile. Pleasure
filled his soft golden brown eyes. He seemed happy to see me, and his approval
made be a bit giddy. He offered me a tour of the office and showed me around.
He led me into his private office and closed the door. "This is my
space," he said. "I spent most of the day here and some days it bores
the hell out of me."
He took a small step towards me his hand
raised slowly and he traced one finger down my cheek. "I'm glad you
came," he said softly. "I didn't think you would."
I had no words. Something about him, his
nearness, the scent of his aftershave, the hunger in his eyes left me
speechless. I felt frozen, hot. I wanted to kiss him.
"I can't wait any longer," he
said and his hand slid around and cupped the back of my neck. His long fingers
spanned my neck and nudged into my hair. Slowly, he moved towards me, his hips
bumping mine. His arousal pressed up against me.
Geez, he was hard already. Hard and long
and I felt my insides melt and my arousal bloomed. His readiness moved me, but
it scared me a bit too. He had a bit of a reputation as a ladies man. I took a
small step backwards and bumped into the door.
"Don't be afraid," he said,
looking me in the eye. "I won't hurt you. But I need to kiss you. Jesus,
I've needed to kiss you from the first time I saw you. I've waited almost a
year for this."
I searched his eyes. I found nothing but
kindness, longing and arousal. My eyes drifted shut. Did I want this? So soon.
We had only had one official date.
"I'm going to kiss you," he
said. "Open your eyes. I want you to know who you're kissing."
"Shouldn't that be my line?" I
quipped nervously.
He looked down at me, his gaze lingering
on my mouth where I chewed my lip.
"So, my reputation precedes
me," he chuckled. "Don't believe everything you hear. I don't date
much. And I don't sleep around." He placed his hand on the curve of my
hip, his fingers caressing me softly.
"That's not what I heard," I
managed to blurt out. "Lots of women talk about you ..." I trailed
off. I didn't want to talk about him and another woman. I hated the thought of
him kissing anyone else.
"The truth is that a lot of women
come onto me," he said with a shrug. "I don't take them up on it. I
don't sleep around. I haven't been with another woman since I met you." He
glanced away and then back at me, a hint of red coloring his cheeks.
"You want me to believe that? With
your reputation?" I whispered, pushing the words past the lump in my
throat.
“Sweetheart, I took one look at you and
every other woman disappeared."
Deep inside I knew that his slick words
were an integral part of him. He was a charmer. Women loved him, men liked him.
He was warm, outgoing, friendly, and panty wettingly delicious. But I didn't
believe for a minute that he was even remotely celibate. But I still wanted him.
Not because he was attractive, but because of who he was inside. He was kind,
generous, giving, and more. He spoke to something deep inside of me. That was
why I showed up at his office, because I couldn’t stay away.
He edged forward another inch, his hard,
hot body pressing up against mine, pinning me to the door, daring me to try and
escape.
“I’ve waited long enough,” he warned. “I’m
going to kiss you now. This is your last chance to stop me.” He trailed one
finger along my hairline, traced the curve of my ear and slid down the length
of my neck. Heat burned where he touched and he scalded his way to the top
button of my blouse. I sucked in a breath and licked my suddenly dry lips
.
“Don’t do that,” he growled and brushed
his lips lightly across mine.
I melted like a pat of butter in a pan.
Heat rushed through me, my knees went weak and desire pooled between my thighs.
No man had ever turned me on like this. Ever. And certainly not with just a
kiss.
My hands crept up, wrapping around his
neck, burrowing in his hair. I pulled his closer. God, he tasted divine, like
mint and coffee. He smelled of citrus aftershave and masculinity. I breathed
deeply, memorizing his scent.
His tongue traced the line of my lips,
asked for entry. I let him in, our tongues danced. My hands flew everywhere, following
the lines of his muscles, feeling the iron of his biceps, clutching the curve
of his ass and delving, just a little, under the waistband of his dress pants.
He explored my curves, cupping my breast
and squeezing one nipple lightly. I groaned.
“Shh,” he whispered. “Someone will hear
you.”
Suddenly, reality was back. I was in his
office for Christ’s sake. Anyone could walk in and catch us. God, the idea
thrilled me. I shouldn’t want to get caught, it could ruin him professionally,
but the idea titillated me all the same.
I dropped my forehead to his chest. Heat
bloomed in my cheeks.
“Sorry,” I whispered. “I kind of got carried
away.”
A low rumbled of laugher passed through
his chest and tickled my ear. “Never apologize for your passion. It is your
zest for life and passion for living that drew me to you in the first place. He
nuzzled the side of my neck. “Never ever apologize for your responses.”
His mouth crept lower, his lips leaving
a hot damp trail down my neck towards the curve of my breasts; I sighed and
pressed hungrily against him. Damn, I wanted, needed, more.
****
Hope that kiss wets your whistle. Swing by and visit Xio Axelrod http://www.xioaxelrod.com for another view of a kiss.
Hugs
Katie
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Steamy and sizzling Katie! Is it any wonder we want to re-write reality?
ReplyDeleteWoo! Hotness. =) Thanks for that!
ReplyDeleteMuch better than your first kiss
ReplyDeleteDamn, girl! Loved that excerpt! Let me know when the book's live!
ReplyDeleteWow, very hot. Loved every tingling, heart throbbing moment.
ReplyDeleteHottttttttttttttttttttttttttt!!! Loved it!!!
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