Tease by Stevens Camilla

Author:Stevens, Camilla
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Honey

I sense the kiss before it happens.

Jesse’s dark eyes, a fine moonshine glaze to them. The way his muscles visibly tense underneath that shirt of his. The twitch in his hard jaw as he swallows hard. The way he gradually leans in.

I meet him halfway, finishing what he’s started before he can come to his senses, which he’s so dang prone to do.

It’s glorious.

The truth is, I never imagined what it might be like to kiss Jesse, even as I admired the look of him over the past year. Maybe because he always seemed so emotionally stunted and standoffish.

What kind of lover could he possibly be?

Well, he’s certainly not holding back now.

His lips move with the grace of a professional dancer, and an urgency that could set off nuclear alerts just from the sheer force of it. My free hand rests against his jaw, his stubble scratching my fingertips as he works it.

He draws in closer, enough for me to realize he’s definitely in control. Without missing a beat, he blindly sets his glass down on the coffee table. He grabs mine and does the same.

The moonshine has certainly served its purpose.

Note to self: thank Uncle Dickey next time I’m in Georgia.

I’m pressed against the back of the couch. Jesse’s hand comes up to my cheek, sliding down and around to the nape of my neck, his palm cupping it possessively. His other arm circles me, sliding in between where my back is pressed against the couch so he can draw me in closer.

If the visual evidence of how hard he works his body wasn’t obvious through the fitted t-shirt, I certainly feel it now as my breasts are pressed into his firm chest. I can even feel the ripples of his abs against my stomach. All the while, he doesn’t let up, his lips possessing mine with a passion I haven’t experienced in a long time.

Now this is what I call a kiss.

I unintelligibly mutter his name against his lips in a moan.

If I ever had any doubt that Jesse was even remotely interested in me, I certainly don’t now. Which is why I’m so utterly surprised when he abruptly pulls away, a look of intensity on his face as he stares down at me.

“Jesse,” I gasp again, this time in frustration as I finally come up for air.

A hard look comes to his face, and I wonder if I’ve offended him. “My real name is Giuseppe. Giuseppe Castiglione.”

I stare at him in wonder, letting that name dance around in my head. What a fantastically original name. And he chooses to be called something as banal as Jesse instead?

“That’s lovely. Why on earth would you go by Jesse when you could go by Giuseppe. It’s so unique and—”

The rest is cut off as he presses his lips against mine again, somehow even more urgently than before.

It only heightens my own desire.

Frankly, Jesse—Giuseppe is more man than I’ve had in a long time.

Enough to have me not just getting over Francis, but completely forgetting he was ever a part of my life.

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