Page 32 of Too Hot To Touch

“Did you want to come in?” Lincoln offers and I can hear the hopefulness in his voice.

“It’s late and I’m pretty tired, but thanks.”

I reach for the door handle but before I can figure out where the heck it is, Lincoln is out of his side and around to my door. He opens the door easily and offers me his hand, pulling me out of the low seat.

“I’ll walk you home.”

I expect him to let my hand go but, of course, he doesn’t. His fingers interlace with mine as he leads me across the street and up to the front door. I fish in my bag for my set of keys and finally pull them out. I have to shine my phone on the door to find the lock but I finally get the door open.

“Thanks for the ride.” I say turning back to him.

I barely finish my sentence when his lips are on mine and he’s tugging me into his body. I gasp in shock and he takes the opportunity to push his tongue in my mouth. I stand in shock for a few seconds before my brain catches up with what’s happening. My hand is moving before I realize it and the smack is loud in the quiet night.

He jerks back, stunned, and I use his shock to pull out of his grasp and bolt into the house, locking the door quickly behind me.

“Adeline? Adeline! Shit, I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.”

I lean back against the door, trying to calm my racing heart as he apologizes. It’s not that I didn’t like him kissing me. He was good at it. Well, I think he was. That was my first kiss and it just caught me off guard. It didn’t happen the way I thought it would and I don’t know how to feel about that.

I push away from the door and race up the stairs, locking myself in my room. I collapse on the bed and try to catch my breath. I know I should get up and take my makeup off or get changed but it’s been a long day and I’m just so tired.

My breathing evens out and I let my eyes slide closed. The last thing I remember before sleep takes me, was that my lips still felt like they were tingling.

CHAPTER 4

Lincoln

God,I’m an idiot.

“Adeline!” I try again.

I’ve been trying to apologize through the door for five minutes but I don’t think she’s on the other side anymore.What have I done?

To be honest, I’m not even sure what went wrong. She was interested in me. That much was obvious by the way that she looked at me. She let me hold her hand and as I watched her struggle to find her keys and open the door, my heart just kept pounding faster and faster. I’ve been waiting for this girl for forever and I finally had her in front of me. My brain short-circuited and the next thing I knew my lips were on hers.

It was the single best moment of my life.

And then it wasn’t. My hand comes to my cheek and the sting is still there. Damn, my girl can hit. I’m sure I have a red handprint there now.

I moved too fast. I need to get better control of myself when I’m around her. I try to call her name again but when there’s no response or movement from the other side of the door, I turn and head for my own house.

I walk inside and the emptiness hits me. It always feels like that when I walk in here. The place is bare. I moved over my essentials but I want Adeline and I to turn this place into a home together. If I have my way, it will be our home very soon.

The lack of décor isn’t what makes it feel empty though. It needs to have Adeline in it to feel like home. I want to walk in and hear her laughter, feel her happiness and energy radiating from every room.

I sigh as I trudge up the stairs and into the master bedroom. I kick off my shoes and throw my suit coat on a chair before I collapse face-first on the bed.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow, I’ll wake up early and apologize to her again. Then we’ll get back on track to our happily ever after.

CHAPTER 5

Adeline

I gaspas the orgasm rolls through me and my eyes pop open to stare at the ceiling. My legs are tangled in the sheets and my hand is buried in my panties. Lincoln’s face flashes through my mind and I remember what I was dreaming of before I woke myself up. I fell asleep quickly but my dreams were filled with images of Lincoln. His lips and hands running over my body, stripping my clothes off piece by piece.

Dream Lincoln licked, kissed and bit his way down my body, paying special attention to my sensitive nipples and the sweet spot beneath my ear. He nipped my clavicle before soothing the spot with his tongue and continuing down my body. When he spread my thighs and started to eat me out, I came. Hard. Well, hard enough to wake me up.

I’ve touched myself before but I’ve never come like that. Most times when I touch myself, I can never quite finish but it would appear that as soon as I picture Lincoln, I’m primed and ready.

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