I frowned and turned to her, squinting in the dim light.
“You’re claustrophobic?”
Her chest heaved, her breasts lifting with each deep breath, and I tried not to notice the way that her V-neck T-shirt showed every single inch of cleavage.
I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly watering.
“Just a little bit. And you are very big, Brooks. And you’re taking up way too much space.”
“How long have you been in here?” I asked, my voice deep. Gruff.
“I have no idea. But could you step back?”
“My back’s already to the door, Rory.”
“Oh. Well. I guess the whole us avoiding each other is really going well, right?” she asked, her voice going high-pitched.
“I’m not avoiding you. I’m just staying away from you.”
“I’m so glad that you cleared that up.” She looked down between us and cleared her throat. “Could you really not back up because it’s kind of hard to ignore a certain part of you?”
Damn, it seemed my dick ended up pressed to her stomach, and there was no alleviating that. At least, not the way we wanted to.
“Sorry, I can’t control him.”
“Gee, this isn’t awkward at all. I’m sure someone will come searching for us soon. Or at least you. Ava doesn’t know I’m here.”
“Ava’s at home,” I whispered, my throat tight.
“Oh, crap.”
The dim light wasn’t bright enough for me to see every inch of her, but just enough so I could see those plump lips and the way that she practically shivered in my hold.
Without thinking, I slid one hand around her waist and the other over her ponytail. I tugged slightly and her mouth parted.
“Brooks.”
“Just shut up.”
“Don’t tell me to shut up. You shut up.”
“Fine,” I growled.
And then I crushed my mouth to hers.
I pulled on her ponytail, hard, and she gasped into my mouth as I licked along the seam of her lips. She once again parted for me, kissing me back with as much fervor.
She tasted of mint, coffee, and everything Rory.
I moved into her, grinding myself against her as she slid her hands up the back of my shirt, nails digging into my skin.
I deepened the kiss, practically devouring her as I did the one thing I promised myself I would never do.
I kissed Rory Thompson once again.
And she kissed me back.
And when I finally wrenched myself from her, ready to come in my jeans like a teenager, we both stood there, panting.
