This is tied in to my published books (names are removed to stop any spoilers).
I chewed on my bottom lip as we sat on the balcony overlooking the city. I knew it was coming, that moment that had been building for days. Butterflies squirmed in my stomach while my heart fluttered, the seconds ticked by in agonising clarity. It had hit me out of the blue, one moment he was another guy, maybe a mentor, the next I couldn’t get him out of my head. Images of being closer to him kept forming in my mind unbidden, I’d never felt that way about a woman let alone a guy. Sure I’d had plenty of fun with women, but it had never felt like… this. I stole a glance at him, the way the final red light of the sunset pooled on his lips begging me to touch them, just brush my fingers over them. I swallowed hard and looked away, it was madness, and yet there was no escaping it.
My heart skipped a beat or three when his slender fingers ran up over the back of my hand. His warm breath curled around my neck making the hairs stand on end. I froze. “Are you sure you’re ready?” He whispered as his fingers caressed my inner wrist.
I smiled and turned to face him, his lips were already dangerously close to mine. I just had to lean in a little, it seemed like the hardest thing in that moment. His pale green eyes looked into mine, there was nothing but kindness there. None of the mocking at my fear or inexperience that I’d have expected. His lips brushed my jawline, my breath caught in my throat as a shiver ran down my spine. I felt like a little boy again, entirely lost, at his mercy.
A flash of courage came from somewhere, it swelled in my chest and had me digging my fingers into his long silken hair. I barely realised I’d done it before I felt his lips pressed to mine. His fingers stroked down the back of my neck rubbing away any tension as he kissed me with more tenderness than I knew possible. I increased the pressure leaning into him, fear be damned, I wanted more of him. He pulled back with a small smile, his thumb slowly ran along my jawline. “I won’t let you rush this.” He whispered.
I flushed and looked away, I’d been foolish. My heart thundered in my chest. He hooked his finger under my chin and made me look at him once more, “We only get one chance at this, let us savour it.” He said, his breath curled across my lips.