Page 132 of Break the Ice
“For sure,” is all I get a chance to say before his lips press to my forehead in a hard kiss that sends a frisson of electricity all the way to my belly.
Jayden holds his mouth there while I breathe him in. He always smells good, but there’s something about his scent mixed with Elijah’s that makes my lungs burn. I can’t get enough of it.
Of them.
Right now, I wish he would kiss me. That same need I was feeling the other night when Elijah kissed me consumes me again. Maybe if I were braver, I would just take it. Or maybe it’s not so much about bravery as it is about experience.
I’ve only ever kissed one man. I’ve only ever been with one man. Whereas Jayden has experience. He knows the difference between a good kiss and a bad one...
“Goodnight, Baby,” Jayden whispers before taking a step back.
Elijah’s perched on the kitchen counter; a smile warms his face all the way to his eyes while he watches me with his best friend.
I keep waiting for the ground to open or lightning to strike me. I keep anticipating the moment when Elijah hates me for having feelings for Jayden.
It never comes.
He just watches us like his happiness depends on it.
“Don’t forget the Air Tags tomorrow, okay?” Jayden tells me. “And if you get any freaky sense that something’s off or anything weird happens... catches your eye... anything at all?—”
“Jayden, I’m going to be fine,” I assure him at the same time as Elijah asks, “What Air Tags?”
“The trackers Jayden got me with my phone,” I reply to Elijah before I promise Jayden, “I’m not going to forget your stalker tags.”
“The sass is not cute right now, Lucky.”
“You need to add them to my phone,” Elijah demands, hopping off the counter and throwing his phone to Jayden.
“Go to bed, I’ll do it tomorrow morning,” Jayden tells him, handing him back his phone. “I mean it, Finley-James, anything weird, and you call me.”
I nod, and he kisses the tip of my nose, followed by my left cheek, and then my right. Each time his lips caress my skin, the air closes some more.
Elijah leans into Jayden, whispering something in his ear before he wishes us both a “good night” with a grin tugging at one side of his face. He’s excited. I can feel it in the way his hand trembles slightly when he brushes his finger along my jaw as he meanders backwards toward the bedrooms, still watching Jayden and me.
I’ve never seen him like this since we were kids, and he walked me to my grandparents’ door after we’d snuck away together for some time. I haven’t seen him this alive since the first time he kissed me, and we both knew we were risking everything for that one taste of real love.
“What did he tell you?” I ask Jayden when he continues watching me after Elijah disappears.
A tinge of red blooms across his cheeks, all the way to the tips of his ears and percolating down his throat. He’s so handsome and manly, even with his gentle features and coy smile.
Jayden’s large hand molds to one side of my face. His thumb is raking along the seam of my lips. Back and forth, until the light scratch is a consuming, simmering heat, bubbling in my belly.
He doesn’t have to answer my question for me to know the answer. Not when his face is inches from mine and his hot breath tickles my mouth.
“Do you want me to, Fin?”
All I can do is nod. Frantic and pleading all at once.
“Where, Baby?” Jayden asks, the tip of his nose brushing mine. “Tell me where you want me to kiss you.”
My stare falls to his mouth. To his tongue licking across his thick lips, mirroring mine. I don’t know what comes over me. I don’t know where my brazenness comes from.
All I can think is that I don’t want to wait another second.
My mouth finds his. Our lips press together, and when Jayden takes over, his teeth nipping at my lip until I open for him and he licks inside, I forget to breathe.
Every ability I’ve been blessed with abandons me. His strong arm curls around my waist, holding me up when my legs give and the hand on my face tunnels into my hair, tipping my face up as he deepens the kiss.
