Page 39 of Moonstruck Kiss

“Just work stuff. I can choose not to work on it.”

My lashes flutter. “Well, you really shouldn’t be working on your holiday.”

“You’re right. I don’t.”

Brax looks like he wants to kiss me, so I turn up my face in invitation.

He exhales harshly. Then he grabs my face and fits his lips to mine.

Oh my lord, this man is a great kisser. As he sweeps his tongue in my mouth to duel with mine, all my nerve endings sizzle with anticipation. My nipples are suddenly so sensitive that I can feel them graze against my bra. And my clit throbs from simply inching myself closer to him.

How is it possible to have this kind of reaction from a mere kiss, passionate though it may be?

Or maybe I just had bad kissers before?

Get out of your head, Joey!

The sexologist suggested that, too.

But I know I won’t be able to shut my thoughts unless I make Brax aware of why I’m only looking for casual sex.

I reluctantly break the kiss and lean back. “Wow,” I breathe.

“I second that,” he says, sounding as awed.

Unbidden, I glance at his crotch. Ooh, what an impressive bulge. It does a lot for my confidence.

“I suppose,” I say with a gulp, “I might as well throw open the door about the whole thing and have a frank discussion.”

Brax cocks his head before nodding.

I can’t seem to find the words to start with and I let out a frustrated sigh. “Sorry. It’s just a bit personal.”

“Hey,” he says quietly as he caresses a strand of hair off my face being blown by a fresh breeze. “Whatever it is, I promise I’ll keep it to myself just like you kept my stupid words to yourself.”

My nerves calm. I believe him. “Okay. This is about me wanting to have a fling with someone because…Well, it’s actually an experiment and it has to be with someone I’m really, really attracted to because…” I bite my lip.

“Go on. It’s just you and me here. And for the record, I’m really, really attracted to you, too. Matter of fact, I made myself come last night while thinking of you.”

My eyes widen. No guy has ever said that about me. “Seriously?”

“Why do you look so surprised? I found you attractive the first moment I saw you, Joey. I’ve been wanting to kiss that smart mouth of yours for a long time now, especially when I want to erase the smirk off it.”

“Oh.” I’m speechless.

“I’ve been wanting to touch every single part of your body, and I can’t tell you how much I’ve been dying to do something to you that starts with an F.”

A giggle bursts out of me. “Something that starts with an F? I never thought you were a prude.”

Brax throws his head back in laughter.“No way! I love dirty talk. I just don’t know how you want things in bed yet, and I didn’t want to turn you off.”

My mouth hangs. He wants to know how I want things in bed? That’s the final sign telling me that Braxton Quinn truly is the best guy for my fling experiment. “Okay, here’s why I’m looking to have just something casual with someone I’m terribly attracted to.”

I take a steadying breath before delivering the news that only Emory knows about.

“No man has ever made me come.”

Brax’s brows jump so high they could have left the Earth. “No one?” he asks incredulously.

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