Page 26 of Looking for Seth

Sure enough, he leaned forward, closing the gap between us. His breath fanned against my lips as he waited a moment, likely to give me the chance to pull away if I didn't want this.

But I did. More than anything.

I closed the gap and pressed my lips against his, finally able to experience what I'd been thinking about almost every moment the two of us had been alone together.

He kissed me back instantly, his hand snaking around my waist until it was on my lower back. He applied gentle pressure that made me press my body against him. Not that I was complaining. How could I when it allowed me to feel every inch of his body against mine?

He slipped his hand under the back of my shirt, bringing his palm into contact with my bare skin. His touch sent small crackles of excitement through me, making it impossible to want this to end.

I smoothed my own hand up from his chest and tangled it in his dark hair, allowing me to deepen the kiss further.

A haze had fallen over the two of us, and it was impossible to ignore what was going on within it. The only thing I could focus on was him. The oasis and all of the distractions it brought with it faded away until they were nothing.

He broke the kiss, but didn't pull away, searching my face for something.

"Yes," I whispered.

"Yes to what?" His voice came out hoarse, as if he was as affected by this as I was.

"Everything."

He chuckled, the sound vibrating through me in the most pleasant way imaginable. "That's quite a promise."

"And I intend to keep it." I bit my lip and pressed myself against him further. "Unless you don't want me to?" Though I could feel more than enough evidence that he was willing to take this further pressed against my thigh.

Seth smoothed his thumb across my cheek. "What about dinner?"

"I could be dinner."

A wicked smile spread across his face. "I'm sure you could be." His hand slid down so it was resting on the outside of my thigh, playing with the hem of my skirt.

I let out a small whimper, which only caused his satisfaction to grow. I wanted him. No. I needed him. There was nothing else I could focus on, even if I tried to. My whole world was nothing more than this moment.

He leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine again, tenderly at first, but with growing hunger that betrayed just how much he wanted this too.

I smoothed my hand down his chest and between us, reaching his belt and toying with the buckle here.

He pulled back. "Do you have protection?"

Horror flooded through me when I realised that was the one thing I hadn't thought about preparing for this date. As much as I wanted this with Seth, I'd assumed that it would take longer for us to get to this point.

I shook my head. "I didn't think."

"Me neither. But that's okay, there are other things we can do," he promised.

"Oh?"

He flashed me a knowing smile and trailed his hand up my leg and under my skirt, watching my face as he did.

I bit my lip, unable to help myself as the sensation of his touch only helped feed the desire coiling around inside me.

He pushed me back against a tree, using it to steady me. "Are you sure you want this?"

"Don't stop," I begged. If he did, I might end up spontaneously combusting.

"Your wish is my command," he half-growled, his fingers finding the edge of my panties and pushing them aside.

I let out a small moan as he teased my entrance, gently stroking his fingers back and forth. At least he'd know precisely how much I wanted this now.