Page 426 of One More Kiss

“That’s what I thought.” I stab my last piece of chicken and shove it into my mouth as I watch her expression tighten.

“I was choking because you think so highly of yourself, not because I was agreeing,” she clarifies, and though she’s trying to sound serious, I see the corner of her lips tilt up.

Standing up, I take our plates to the sink and rinse them off. I feel her walk toward me and take the opportunity to spin around and face her.

“So how do you know if you’ve never done it before?” I ask, taking a step forward when she takes a step back.

“Know what?”

“How do you know you wouldn’t enjoy yourself?”

“Because I know myself. I need to know someone to be intimate with them on a physical level,” she explains, although I’m not convinced.

“You sure about that?” I ask, closing the gap between us until our bodies press against each other. Before she can respond, I cover her mouth with mine, and though she’s taken off guard, only seconds pass before her body relaxes.

Slipping my tongue between her plump lips, she moans as I devour her. Cupping her cheek, I hold her in place as I taste her sweetness. Our bodies lean against each other, and a smirk forms on my lips when I feel her fingers digging into my hips, craving more.

I sink my tongue deeper, hearing another hungry moan release from her throat. I knew she’d taste good, but fuck, her moans and sweetness are better than I imagined. My cock throbs against the inside of my jeans, begging to be released.

Pulling back, I feel her heavy breathing against my chest. She looks up at me with swollen lips as her chest moves rapidly.

“If you change your mind, you know where to find me.” I wink, releasing her body and walking out of the kitchen.

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