I need air and I need clarity, or it will be just the two of us going down, and sooner than expected.
Seth nods in confusion, then gestures to a waiter before following me out of the restaurant.
I don’t even know why I’m here, what I’m going to do or say. I don’t know how to get out of this situation without dragging him into it.
Once outside, I walk a few steps away, hands in my hair, eyes closed, afraid to look at him and realise that there is no solution to this mess, except to just have him, for me, without thinking of the consequences.
“Hey, you’re making me worry, and you know if I start to worry, we’re all fucked.”
Seth touches my hand and I completely lose my mind.
I turn around, grab his face in my hands and slam it against the wall.
“Rowan, what?—”
My mouth presses against his before I have a chance to overthink or be consumed by chaos and madness again. My hands are on either side of his head as I devour him, while his fingers run frantically through my hair, as if they had longed for nothing more than to get lost in it. The excitement and thrill coursing through me ignite a heat inside, bursting forth like a ray of sunshine, giving rise to a series of raw sensations that envelop me completely and mercilessly.
I pull away from him to catch my breath after holding it all day.
“I got up at the crack of dawn this morning just to get out before you woke up,” I confess to him quickly, breathless.
Seth curls his beautiful lips.
God, they are. So beautiful. And sensual. And soft. I want to bite them. I don’t think I’ve ever lingered on a pair of lips for so long.
It’s confirmed. I have lost my mind. And everything else.
“I know. I was awake. I pretended to be asleep because I didn’t want you to have to deal with it.”
Now I smile. “Really?”
“I didn’t sleep much. Not… with you beside me. I could still feel your lips on me and your warmth around me.”
I press my mouth to his again. Seth responds to my kiss with the same urgency and desire, in the same breath. His hot tongue envelops mine in a dance of pure pleasure. I rest my forehead against his, his back against the wall, my hands on his neck, electric fingers caressing his shaggy jaw.
“I’m messing everything up, aren’t I?” I ask over his wet mouth.
“At least for once it’s not me.”
I laugh, then bite down, slowly, with my teeth, then with my lips.
“Rowan…” Seth whispers sensually.
“When you say it like that, I…”
“What?”
“I can’t resist. I’m losing my mind.”
“And I don’t mind at all.”
I laugh again.
“What did you expect? That I would apologise?”
“Absolutely not.” I stare at his pulsating lips and caress them with my fingers. Seth opens them seductively, and I kiss them again. I press myself against him, my erection pressing against his, excitement taking over, my hands sliding over his firm ass. “I have to get out of here now, or…”
“Or…?” He provokes me.
