Reunited: A Novella by Helen Hardt

Author:Helen Hardt [Hardt, Helen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hardt & Sons
Published: 2019-12-22T18:30:00+00:00

Twenty years earlier

His lips were firm against mine. I froze.

Oh, I wanted to kiss Brett Falcone. Wanted it more than my next breath of oxygen, truth be known. But fear paralyzed me. I had never kissed before. What if I did it wrong? What if he laughed at me? I couldn’t relive that horrid nightmare of middle school.

He sucked gently against my mouth and then withdrew. “It’s okay,” he whispered. “Open your mouth. Let me in.”

He really wanted to kiss me. Wanted to French kiss me. How sad was it that I was old enough to vote and had never French kissed before?

Well, my days of never having been kissed were about to end. My skin chilled, and fear dashed through me. I took a deep breath through my nose and then parted my lips.

His tongue darted between them. When it touched mine, I quivered. Did I like that sensation?

Yes, I liked it very much.

Tentatively I probed his tongue with mine. A deep moan rumbled from his throat. Did that mean he liked what I was doing? From the moan that echoed from my own throat, I knew the answer was yes.

The surface of his tongue fascinated me. It was silky and wet yet textured, sublime against my own. I swirled mine around it, and then, when a surge of boldness overtook me, I sucked it between my lips and gently bit it.

He groaned louder this time, shoved his tongue farther into my mouth, and kissed me more deeply. My heart thudded. I couldn’t catch my breath.

I ripped my mouth away.

“Wow, Kath,” Brett said. “No one’s ever kissed me like that before.”

“Did I do something wrong?”

I hated the words as soon as they’d left my mouth. That’s smart. Just go ahead and tell him you don’t have a clue what you’re doing. Of course, he had probably figured that out already.

“God, no. It was amazing.” His face came nearer. “Kiss me again.”

He took my lips with more force this time, and I parted my own in invitation. His flavor intoxicated me—a little mint, a little tannin from the iced tea, a little spiciness from the pizza. It added up to something I didn’t think I could ever get enough of.

When I probed his mouth with my tongue, he sucked my tongue this time. No wonder he had liked that so much! The sensation melted through me like honey—sweet suction, sweet kisses, sweet longing.

The kiss went on and on. Every few minutes he’d break away and suck at my neck, nibble on my earlobe, and then return to my lips and take my breath away once more with drugging kisses.

How long it lasted, I had no idea. I’d have been content to kiss Brett Falcone forever, but when he slid his hand up my side and cupped my breast, I froze.

I ripped my mouth away. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I… I don’t know. You seemed to be enjoying the kissing. I just thought—”

“Thought you’d feel me up, did you?”

“Well, yeah. I mean, I’m turned on.

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