Page 39 of Heartless
I brought a hand to his cheek, caressing his bearded jaw and cheekbone while staring at his full lips. Fuck, did he have a scar there too?
My thumb ran over the puckered tissue on his bottom lip as he closed the ever-shrinking distance between our mouths. Thick arms pulled me closer, wrapping me in safety as our kisses grew deeper. Lips and tongues pressed insistently, losing their finesse and growing clumsy with desire.
I love you. I want you so bad, my head screamed as Shadow moaned softly into my mouth, his fingers curling into the fabric of my shirt.Please, make love to me out here. It's beautiful, it's perfect.You'reperfect.
But his hands and kisses never strayed. It occurred to me that he might not know how to escalate, given that his experience was limited to transactional sex and making out with me. When we slowed for a breath, I opted to try something new.
I dragged my lips across his cheek, pausing to kiss his scar before pushing his hair back and continuing to his neck.
"Oh! Fuck, that's..."
Shadow's reaction was instant and more satisfying than I could have predicted. Smiling against his pulse, I kissed his neck again, making a small trail from the corner of his jaw to his shoulder as he squirmed.
"That," he groaned again, shuddering under my lips. "Why does that feel so good?"
Fuck, he was so cute. I could not stop grinning against his skin.
"The neck is an erogenous zone for many people," I explained.
"What does that mean?"
"It means," I said, pulling back, "it's a non-sexual body part that you derive sexual pleasure from." I ran a light touch along the side I'd just been kissing. "The blood flow here makes the area especially sensitive."
"I see," he mused, the idea already forming behind his eyes as he pushed my hair behind my shoulder. "Is it an erogenous zone for you?"
"It is." I bit the inside of my cheek to keep my grin in check.
He leaned in slowly, with a few small moments of hesitation, as if waiting for me to stop him. Like that would ever happen. I tilted my head back, baring my neck like those girls in old TV shows asking for vampire bites.
Shadow's lips landed on my neck with a tickling softness, making light presses with a closed mouth like when I first showed him how to kiss.
"Yes, like that," I encouraged him, leaning in. "That feels nice."
His kisses grew bolder, quickly finding how easy it was to suck at a person’s neck.
"Hold on, not too hard," I laughed, pulling away. "You don't want to leave hickies."
"Oh no? What are those?" His eyes were bright and curious, staring at my neck like he couldn't wait to take another bite out of me.
What the hell? I wanted him and was feeling bold. Nearly a week of seeing each other and we just got to the necking stage, so I wasn't likely to see his dick anytime soon. Still, I might be able to claim him another way.
I grabbed the front of his shirt in my fist, pulling it down to expose the top of his chest. His gaze remained curious and lightly amused as I pressed my lips just below the hollow of his throat.
"Ah." He let out a small noise of surprise as I sucked hard at his flesh.
"That," I said, pulling back to admire my work, "is a hickey."
He pulled the edge of his shirt down to look at the dark red mark I left on his skin, then stared at me with wide eyes.
"That hurt a little."
"Oh, I'm sorry." I frowned. I should have realized he might not want a bruise on his chest. "It'll fade, and probably faster with some ice—"
"No, it's okay. But I mean it hurt, Mari. Ifeltit."
It took me a moment, then my mouth fell open at the comprehension of what he was saying. "You felt pain?"
"Yes! It felt...sharp. A little hot, although that could have just been your mouth—" His lips clamped shut, a blush rising up his neck.
