Page 57 of Love Potion

That doesn’t sound fun at all. I know what I want to do, I just have to tell him. “How about we make out instead?”

“I like your idea much better.”

Bane scoots closer until he’s between my legs. His hand slides around the back of my neck, and as he bends his head to kiss me, I close my eyes, waiting to experience the most amazingfeeling again. Just before our lips meet, I whisper another hidden thought of mine.

“Touch me wherever you want, Bane.”

“Fuck,” he whispers, finally brushing his lips over mine. “You sure?”

“Very.”

Our lips meet, and I exhale softly, flicking my tongue out to taste the chocolate lingering on his. For once, I need to get out of my head and experience the physical part of what’s happening.

I can do this, and more importantly, I want to. If anyone can help me find the key I’ve been searching for all my life, it’s Bane.

There’s a gap between our bodies that won’t do. I want him to kiss me the way I’ve seen him kiss others. I don’t want him to treat me like I’m fragile, so I climb onto his lap, straddling his hips and wrapping my arms around his neck.

His breath catches as he deepens the kiss, murmuring my name against my lips. His hands slide down my back and rest on the waistband of my jeans before sliding up under my t-shirt. His hands are warm and strong, and I really want to feel them all over me. Kissing Bane is so nice. It’s better than nice. It’s the kiss I’ve always wanted.

He tips me over, laying me down and climbing on top of me. His weight pressed into me is amazing, but even better, I can feel his cock swelling against my thigh. I turn Bane on. That’s wild.

His mouth moves to my neck, sucking and biting gently before he returns to my lips, but then he breaks the kiss, hovering just above me.

“We’re not doing anything tonight except kissing,” Bane whispers.

A sense of relief washes over me, and I feel the tension leave my body. I was in my head about what might happen next, and Bane freaking knew it.

“Even if I ask for more?”

“Even if you ask for more.” He smiles. “As far as I’m concerned, we have the rest of our lives to do whatever we want. We can take our time, and I want us to.”

“Really?”

“You’re not just some guy, Jerr. I’m not trying to nut and leave. I want to kiss you until we’re too tired to keep going. Until our lips hurt. That’s all I want.”

Reaching up, I stroke his cheek. “That sounds really amazing.”

“I think so too.”

I close my eyes as Bane presses into me again, wrapping my arms around him and truly experiencing what it’s like to have him close to me like this. It’s way different from cuddling when he keeps a bit of space between us. I always thought it was because he got hot—he’s like a furnace—but now I think it’s because he’s actually turned on by me. Amazing.

I move my hands up to tangle my fingers in his hair, mentally relaxing and pushing away thoughts about anything but what’s happening in this moment.

I can do this.

EIGHTEEN

BANE

How many timeshave I fantasized about holding and kissing Jerryn over the years? Now it’s actually happening, and it’s even better than any fantasy I could conjure up. I always thought he’d be shy and tentative, but he’s not at all as he tangles his fingers in my hair and returns my kiss like he needs it to breathe. With him sitting on my lap, the temptation to really explore is strong, but even with his permission, I don’t want to take us there tonight. I want him to wake up feeling as safe and secure as he did before all this started.

Unfortunately, it’s not that easy. Touching Jerryn is everything and kissing him is even more. His soft moans and whispers of my name are wearing down my resolve to keep this PG.

“Bane,” he whispers as he nibbles my bottom lip.

“What, babe?”

“I want…” His words trail off and I feel him shiver in my arms.

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