Forrest novel Chapter 19

FORREST

I TENSED all over. My eyes shut close simultaneously with a gasp escaping my lips. My world blurred. My mind was battling with the wild beating of my heart, but there was no logic of backing out when the blazing needs consuming me. And I wouldn’t. I could even feel my pulse thrusting in my ears as she pressed her lips against mine.

A familiar shudder rippled through me as I welcomed the moist and velvety softness of her lips. I captured hers firmly with an endless tangle that had me breathless. I pushed my fingers through her hair and my free hand at the back of her neck.

Megan initiated—tongue slowly seeking for an entrance as she leisurely ran across the seam of my lips. I had her into my mouth, tongue dueling as we familiarized and took our time.

Her kiss had instantly catapulted me into a frenzy. Heat enveloped my body. The pulsation broke out into hard throb on my cock threatening to rip a hole in my pants. The relentless throbbing turned into pressure when she let out a moan. I knew Megan had a fair share of experience, but it didn’t bother me the slightest as I let her sensuous skilled-tongue explore in my mouth.

And she could kiss, and it was perfect.

I was fixated on her and fantasized her every damn way imaginable. Kissing her was way too much already for me like a drug spreading through my veins, yet I didn’t want this to end. I’d worry about tomorrow. Right now, It was just me and Megan.

Her hands started to travel down my neck, splaying to my shoulders that had me went rigid. I broke the kiss as tension was spiraling through my core. Megan whimpered. We were both in a deep breath as she rested her forehead against mine.

“That was hot,” she said breathlessly, the heat of her breath sent goosebumps all over my skin.

My body was still on fire, I said, “Fuck yeah, but as much as I want to take your right now, I can’t let that happen while we are here in the parking lot.” I planted a kiss on her forehead and adjusted my seat. My cock was still throbbing, begging to escape from my pants.

“Will you come up with me?” she asked reluctantly as if I was going to say no.

Half of my life, I was constantly focused, to the point that I thought women and relationships were dangerous and distractions to my plan. Tonight, for the first time in my life, I’d driven to my instinct, I didn’t care about getting involved, I didn’t care about risk anymore.

“Are you sure?” I looked at her, heavy-lidded eyes, flush of arousal glowing on her cheeks. Her lips were still swollen red by our previous kiss. I forced myself not to give in to the temptation by kissing her again. Even if I did so, I know with my hunger for her, kissing her wouldn’t be enough.