Page 55 of A Stealthy Situation

“Couldn’t hurt.”

I lick my lips, knowing that I’m shooting myself in the foot with what I want to say, but it comes out anyway. “To do that, I might need a refresher though.”

Harrison’s exhale is heavy, and one of his large hands comes up to cup my chin, thumb running the length of my bottom lip. “I had this whole plan to show you my plant babies, have a picnic, and then maybe get up the courage to kiss you again.”

“Oh yeah?” The tension is seeping so deeply into me I feel like I’m going to snap. “What changed?”

“I really want to kiss you now instead.”

Fuck. My heart is trying to pound its way out of my chest, and that stupid little voice in my head is warning me to step back, to say no, but I’ve never been all that into self-control and protecting myself, and every part of my body wants this. Aches for this. Has been dying for it to happen again but not trying to get my hopes up.

My hands curl in his shirt, and I pull him to me.

Our lips meet, and pure bliss courses through me. Freedom. So much fucking happiness. There’s none of his initial hesitation. Just confidence. His kisses are sweet, light, and I indulge in this weird moment where we’re both drinking each other in without giving over to the frenzied want I’m fighting back.

Harrison snaps first. His fist curls in my hair, and his mouth opens, tongue pressing into my mouth as he brings our hips together. I press against him, wanting to be closer, wanting to be naked and get a chance to enjoy every delicious inch his body has on offer.

His thick thigh presses between my legs as he backs me into the greenhouse wall, and I ride the friction it gives me, rubbing my cock against any part of him I can reach and loving the way his hard length is pressing against me too.

I’m average height, but Harrison is huge, and when his body blankets mine, it’s consuming. I fucking love feeling overpowered like this, especially from the kind of guy who’s pure sweetness and light the majority of the time.

Then, his large hand grabs my ass, hauling me tighter against him as he lets out a feral growl. Oh, yeah, I like this side of him.

Balances me out in the streets, matches my passion in the sheets.

I’m in so much fucking trouble.

I kiss him harder anyway.

His grunt is frustrated as he pulls back, but he’s still so close our noses touch. “I’ve never been this addicted to kissing someone before. I can’t get over it.”

“It’s not your fault I have a magic mouth.”

A tiny smile. “Of course you do. But …”

“Yeah?”

“Makes me wonder what it might be like to … kiss you somewhere else.”

My dick twitches. “Like …”

Harrison squeezes my ass instead. “Right here. I want to kiss you right here.”

“You want to rim me?”

“Can I?”

“You’ll never hear me say no to that.” I hurry to undo the front of my pants. “You sure?”

“If you’re ready for it, I am.”

Thank the hookup gods for my very thorough shower before he kidnapped me.

I shove my pants down my thighs, and Harrison takes my waist and spins me so I face-plant into the greenhouse wall. It’s mostly dark inside, spots of light hovering over some plants, but still enough that I’m confident no one is inside about to watch me come all over this motherfucker.

“Quick question,” I throw back as I hear him drop to his knees. “Does coating the greenhouse in my cum count as defacing school property? Because it’s definitely going to happen, and I just wanna know if I’ll end up expelled after.”

“Don’t worry, there aren’t any cameras up here.”

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