Especially someone whose looks and identity are completely concealed. Without any visual clue, the kiss is all about sensation.
The first thing I notice is that his lips are warm and really soft.
A wave of tingles starts from where our lips touch and travels down my spine; it stops between my legs, where my core muscles tighten.
Whoever this guy is, he’s a great kisser.
He doesn’t go in tongue first, he doesn’t invade my mouth to force his way in.
He presses his lips to mine with a gentle confidence I immediately like. Then he coaxes my lips open with a teasing brush of his tongue over the seam of my mouth.
I open without even thinking about it and then…
Warmth is the first feeling that invades my body when he slips his tongue into my mouth.
He strokes me once, twice, the contact firm but not overpowering.
Our chests are touching and I’m not surprised by how solid and ripped he is against me.
I kiss him back, meeting his tongue stroke for stroke.
He groans, cupping my jaw and tilting my head to deepen the kiss.
I always thought I liked kissing my ex high school boyfriend. Matthew didn’t use too much tongue, but his kisses showed his inexperience. I’m pretty sure this guy, whoever he is, has kissed his fair share of women to get this good.
My body responds to the surprisingly sweet assault of his lips with an eagerness that’s almost scary.
I nip at his bottom lip, causing him to retaliate with a nip of his own. But then he sucks my lip into his mouth to soothe the sting he just caused.
My clit is pulsing, throbbing with a need so wild that it surprises me.
I’m thankful for the way his strong hands are keeping me steady because I doubt my knees would support my weight if he wasn’t.
“And… time!” Candace calls out.
He pulls away, but not completely. I realize why when his fingers close over my hands that are holding tight fistfuls of his hoodie.
I release him reluctantly, looking into the slits of the hockey mask. If I was hoping to see regret in his gaze, I’m disappointed. I can’t really see his eyes behind the mask. It’s impossible to even guess their color because of how dark the room is.
“Our men will now walk out and return in a few moments after they ditch their disguise.” The Zeta president informs us.
Luke is by my side the second the lights come back on flanked by Shane. “How was it?” he asks.
I bite on my bottom lip, the minty taste of that kiss still mixed with the lingering citrusy flavor of the cocktail I had before. “It was…”
The word that comes to mind is great. If I have to be honest, this kiss with a total stranger was the best kiss I’ve ever had. The fact that I have no idea who was hiding behind that mask is irrelevant.
“Interesting.” Is the word that comes out of my mouth instead.
That kiss caused such a physical response in me that I want to keep the turmoil of emotions that’s still taking my breath away to myself just for a little while.
Luke’s next question is completely predictable. “Do you have any idea who that could have been?”
I answer truthfully. “How could I? He was totally covered and I’m at a disadvantage here. It could be any of the guys on this card.” I say, noticing that some of the other girls are already giving the card back to Candace.
“Don’t worry, sis,” Luke winks. “Most of those girls are going with who they’re crushing on. Knowing Candace, she didn’t make the game that easy. This is a great opportunity to get to know some of my single teammates and see if any of them catch your attention and fit into our dating rule.”
I can’t help but laugh at my brother’s comment. “It was just a kiss, Luke. It’s easy to say that your teammates are all around, or taller than six feet. But I certainly don’t feel comfortable asking questions about their bank accounts or… you know.” I lower my voice, rolling my eyes when my brother chuckles.
