Page 5 of Meant to be Falling
“Yeah.”
“Promise you’ll make it good? It’s been a long time since anyone’s kissed me like it meant something.”
“I promise.”
Brushing my nose against hers, I dip my head, capturing her lips in a soft kiss—a test.
A taste.
One kiss that would never be enough.
Lana must feel it too because in the next breath she’s tilting her face up to mine, her tongue tracing the seam of my lips until they part, her body shifting closer in a silent plea.
Resting my hand on her lower back, I pull her flush against me as I slant my mouth over hers, tangling my tongue with hers and dragging the sweetest moan from her lips.
It’s heaven on earth.
Like the stuff they write about in books.
The feeling is otherworldly in this moment.
The bark of the tree bites into my back and pulls me back to reality—the reality where I’m a half second from dipping my hand under this flowy white dress to see how wet she is for me.
Not here.
“Dream Girl, we’re not alone,” I whisper, but it’s more of a plea even though the last thing I want is to stop.
“You promised you wouldn’t hold back,” she teases as she stares up at me from under her big dark lashes.
“Well, I’m out of here. I’ll message you both when the pictures are ready. Lana, are you good with me leaving?” Hannah asks and I grin.
“I’m good,” Lana says, her voice a little lust-drunk and so damn cute.
“Mason?”
“Very good.”
“I bet.” Hannah laughs as she takes off the way we came.
“What now?” Lana asks, but the words are already out of my mouth.
“Go out with me.”
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“Go out with me,” Mason says with a smile that has my knees weak and my heart racing in my chest. It’s so unexpected I can’t help the way my lips quirk up.
“Now?” A date seems ridiculous when we were practically dry humping against this tree.
“Why not?” He says it so casually, like a man without responsibilities—just going where the night takes him. The haze of desire I’d been caught up in doesn’t seem so blinding with a little space between us. I open my mouth to tell him I can’t, that I need to get home and…what?
The kids are with my parents for the weekend, and I haven’t been on a date in years. Even when Jacob took me out, it was more to be seen rather than to enjoy a night together out on the town.
“You know what?”
“I don’t, but I like that gleam in your eyes.”
