Breathe the Sky by Michelle Hazen

Author:Michelle Hazen [Hazen, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2020-08-18T00:00:00+00:00

21

Losing Your Head

It always started out innocent.

They’d share dinner in the driveway, she’d pack her stove and cooking supplies back into her truck while he washed the dishes, and then they’d settle into Jack’s room in time for their favorite home renovation show. She always sat on his bed, so he did, too.

Some nights he held off for an hour, sometimes only five minutes. But eventually he’d crack, edging his hand closer to hers so his knuckles nudged her own. Or maybe leaning over to press a quick kiss to her cheek. And that was all the invitation she needed.

He’d have been happy if all he got was any one of those small touches. If the back of his hand could simply rest against the heat of hers until they fell asleep against the wall, he’d probably have dreamed about nothing else all night. The idea that he could lean over and kiss her smooth cheek and she let him? Well, he wasn’t anywhere near used to that.

But Mari . . . she was fierce. The hand holding, the times when he put his arm around her, it seemed like a heated energy would swarm up in her as soon as he got close, and she wasn’t able to sit still anymore without her lips finding his. Her knee slipping up onto his thigh. Her breasts nudging closer, pressing more deeply into his chest with each breath she gasped. It didn’t take him too many days to consider that maybe she was just waiting on his first touch, to tell her it was okay to do what she really wanted to be doing.

So he started reaching for her sooner.

He was most comfortable starting with a kiss, and he loved her lips. They touched him nicer than anything he could remember. It was so perfect he would almost get disappointed when she moved on from there . . . but then as soon as her tongue found his, he’d forget all about those innocent little closed-mouth touches and growl into her. His hair would end up as thrashed as hers, even though it was shorter now. His shirt would ride up as they’d slip lower on the bed. The sheets always got bunched and clammy with heat, the bedspread shoving annoyingly at their ankles.

Their legs . . .

Somehow they’d always get tangled up, couldn’t seem to lie side by side without his knee pushing between hers. As soon as he became aware of that, of the demand he didn’t mean to be making on her, he’d pull it back. But then she’d end up kneeling half over him, her inner thigh rubbing his until his cock would do its best to bend his zipper teeth out of shape.

For hours, she’d come back to his mouth. Even when her favorite show about rehabbing farmhouses came on. Even when she was out of breath. Even when he hadn’t shaved and her face grew red and chapped from his five-o’clock shadow. It seemed like there was a spark in her that kept getting bigger the more they tried to rub it away.

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