Page 36 of Meant for You

Even though it was me who’d kissed him, I was stunned motionless for a second. Come on, Everly, do something. Show him you’re not the innocent, delicate creature he thinks you are. Show him you’re not the girl he left behind, not anymore.

Tentatively, I brushed my mouth over his, once, twice, and then, oh man, he did it back. I liked it a lot. Did he like it? I did it again, and a breath puffed out of his nose. Yes, I thought he actually might like it.

“Show me what you’ve got.”

You asked for it.

I tilted my head and touched his lower lip with my tongue. Dane made a rough sound and did it back but with a lot more confidence, swiping his across the seam of my lips.

I kind of convulsed as electricity shot through me.

He tilted his head to the side as well and gave me another of those light brushes of lips as he slowly took over the kiss.

I started to tremble. How was he doing this, affecting my whole body with just his lips on mine?

“Open,” he rasped against my mouth. “Give me a better taste of that smart little tongue.”

Holy crap. I convulsed again.

My lips parted instantly at his husky command, and he licked into my mouth, bringing his body in closer at the same time.

Dane, my Dane, was kissing me back.

Yes, I’d been kissed before, but not like this; nothing resembling this electric making love of mouths that had my body on fire and my limbs quivering.

His soft-yet-firm lips moved over mine, tongue delving deeper. I could feel the metal barbell piercing he had as he tasted me, as I tasted him in return and moaned.

My hands lifted all on their own, sliding around his waist, pressing against his hot slick skin, and I tried to get closer still. He made this growly, gritty sound that had me squeezing my thighs together before he sucked my lip into his mouth and licked it again.

A weird mewing noise escaped me when he was pressed up against me fully. I wanted him to stay right there. Feeling more confident, I did what he just had, sucking his perfect lower lip before licking it, and inwardly cheered when he growled low.

“Dane,” someone bit out from the door back into the gym.

Dane gave me one last brush of lips then pulled away with a curse and turned to the guy but didn’t move. In fact, he seemed to press closer, leaving his arms where they were bracketing me in.

“You still wanna go a few rounds in the ring or what?”

I turned to see who was there, face flaming at being caught.

Tanner, and he was scowling.

Oh my God.

“There in a sec.” Dane turned back to me with a look on his face that said he was very pleased with himself. “How was that?”

“Goo…” I cleared my throat. “Good.” So good the ground still hadn’t stopped shaking beneath my feet.

“Just good, huh?” He shook his head, knowing I was lying through my teeth. “I have to work tonight, got a client coming in late, but I can come out tomorrow after we close, take you out…and maybe we can practice some more. That work for you?”

He was close, so close I could feel the incredible heat radiating from his big, solid body. I could lean forward and take one of those little rings through his nipples into my mouth, and I realized—shockingly—I wanted to badly. “That should be…fine.”

He smiled down at me.

A weird feeling started up behind my ribs. “You’re not fighting Tanner because you thought I liked him, are you?”

His nostrils flared. “Do you like him?”

“I don’t think it matters anymore. He just saw us kissing. He’ll assume we’re seeing each other.”