Losing Hope (Hopeless #2) Read Page 23

her eyes grow dark and she shakes her head. i can see the dip in the base of her throat barely move as she gulps before speaking. "i don't find you attractive at all. you repulse me. in fact, you better not kiss me because i'm pretty sure i just threw up in my mouth."

i laugh, then drop onto my elbow so i can move closer to her ear, still careful not to touch any other part of her.

"you're a liar," i whisper. "you're a whole lot attracted to me and i'm about to prove it."

i had every intention of pulling away, but as soon as the scent of her hits me, i can't pull back. my lips are pressed against her neck before i even have a chance to weigh the decision. but right now it feels a hell of a lot more like a necessity to taste her rather than just a decision. she gasps when i pull back and i can't help but hope that her gasp was genuine. the thought of her actually feeling what i felt when my lips touched her neck makes me feel ridiculously victorious. it's too bad i like a challenge, because that gasp just made me want to up my game. i drop my mouth back to her ear and whisper, "did you feel that?"

her eyes are closed and she's shaking her head no, breathing heavily. i look down at her chest, heaving dangerously close to mine.

"you want me to do it again?" i whisper.

i want her to beg me to do it again, but she shakes her head no. she's breathing twice as fast as she was sixty seconds ago, so i know i'm getting to her. i laugh that she's so adamantly shaking her head no, while at the same time clenching the sheet next to her with her fist. i move closer to her mouth because i suddenly have an overwhelming need to take in some of the breaths she's wasting. it feels like i need them more than she does right now, so i inhale at the same time my lips meet her cheek. i don't stop there, though. i can't stop there. i continue to trail kisses from her cheek, down to her ear. i pause and catch my breath enough to speak in a steady voice. "how about that?"

again, she stubbornly shakes her head, but tilts it back and slightly to the left, allowing me better access. i lift my hand from the bed and bring it to her waist, keeping my eyes trained on her as i slip my hand under her shirt, just far enough to graze her stomach with my thumb. i watch for any kind of reaction from her, but she's got a stern, tight-lipped expression on her face now, like she's trying to hold her breath. i don't want her to hold her breath. i need to hear her breathe.

when i drop my mouth and nose to her jawline, she releases her pent-up breaths just like i was hoping she would. i trail my nose across her jaw, inhaling the scent of her, then move down, listening intently to every single gasp that escapes her lips as if they're the last sounds i'll ever hear. when i reach her ear, four of my senses are in overdrive and one is seriously lacking-taste. i know i can't taste her mouth tonight, but i have got to taste at least one part of her. i press my lips to her ear and she immediately brings her hand up to my neck, pulling me in deeper. feeling her need my mouth against her skin rips my chest wide open and i completely give in, wanting to feel that need from her even more. i immediately part my lips and glide my tongue across her skin, taking in the sweetness of her and locking it in my memory. i've never tasted anything that rivaled perfection like she does.

then she moans and holy hell. everything i thought i previously knew about my desires or wants or needs becomes lost in that sound. from this point forward, my new and only goal in life is to find a way to get her to make that exact same sound again.

i bring my hand to the side of her head and completely let loose, kissing and teasing every inch of her neck, trying to find that exact spot that got to her a few seconds ago. she drops her head against her pillow and i take the opportunity to explore more of her neck. as soon as my lips begin to trail toward the rise in her chest, i force myself north again, not wanting to push it to the point that she asks me to stop. because i absolutely don't want to stop whatever this is we're doing.

her eyes are still closed and i drop my mouth to her lips, kissing her softly near the corner of her mouth.

and there it is. the softest, most delicate sound escapes her throat again. i can't ignore the fact that another part of me wakes up with that sound. i continue kissing a full circle around the edges of her lips, impressed that i'm somehow able to find strength to pull back.

i have to stop for a moment because if i don't, i'll for sure break my one and only rule tonight-which is absolutely no mouth contact. i know if i kiss her right now it'll be great. but i don't want her to have great. i want her to have incredible. looking at her lips right now, i know for a fact it'll be incredible for me.

"they're so perfect," i say. "like hearts. i could literally stare at your lips for days and never get bored."

she opens her eyes and smiles. "no. don't do that. if all you do is stare, then i'll be the bored one."

damn that smile. it's painful having to watch that mouth smile and frown and pout and laugh and speak when all i want to watch it do is kiss me.

but then she licks her lips and everything i thought i just knew about pain actually starts to feel good compared to the way my heart is gouged out of my chest with that small tease. jesus christ, this girl.

i groan and press my forehead to hers. having her mouth this close to mine sucks the self-control right out of me. i drop myself on top of her and it's as if a rush of warm air swarms the room and encircles us. we both feel everything simultaneously and we moan together, move together, and breathe together.

then we completely give in together. all four of our hands are frantically pulling off my shirt as if two hands can't do it fast enough. as soon as it's off, her legs lock around my waist and she pulls me tightly against her. i drop my forehead back to hers and move against her, finding a new way to force those tiny sounds from her mouth that have quickly become my new favorite song. we continue to move together and the more she gasps and quietly moans, the closer my lips move to hers, wanting to experience those sounds first-hand. i just need a tiny sample of what her kiss will feel like. a little preview, that's all. i allow my lips to brush against hers and we both suck in a breath.

she feels it. she actually fucking feels this right now and i think i'm drowning in satisfaction. i don't want to speed things up and i definitely don't want to slow things down. i just want to keep things exactly as they are right now because it's perfect.

i bring my hand to the side of her head and keep my forehead pressed against hers, my lips resting against hers. i love the feel of our mouths sliding together, so i pull back and lick my lips to create smoother traction. i straighten my legs out, taking some of my weight off my knees, not expecting the small shift to do what it does to her. she arches her back and whispers, "oh, god."

i feel like i should answer her, because it sure as hell seems like she's referring to me right now with the way she throws her arms around my neck and tucks her head against me. her arms are trembling and her legs are clenching my waist and i realize that not only is she feeling this right now, she's doing everything in her power to fight it.

"holder," she whispers, clenching my back. i'm not sure if she's wanting me to answer her or not, but i forgot how to speak so it doesn't matter. i can barely even remember how to breathe right now.

"holder."

she says my name with more urgency this time so i kiss the side of her head and slow my movements against her. she hasn't asked me to stop or slow down yet, but i'm pretty sure that's what she's about to do. i do whatever i can to intercept her plea because she feels incredible and i absolutely don't want to stop.

"sky, if you're asking me to stop, i will. but i'm hoping you're not, because i really don't want to stop, so please." i lift up and look down at her, still barely moving against her. she still hasn't asked me to stop yet and honestly, i'm afraid to. i'm afraid if i stop, then whatever she's feeling right now will disappear. that scares me because i know that with me, i'll be feeling her for days after this. i love knowing that what i'm doing to her right now is having enough of an effect that she feels she needs me to stop before she passes an unexpected first tonight.

i reach to her cheek and stroke it with the back of my hand, wanting . . . no, needing for her to pass this first tonight. "we won't go any further than this, i promise," i say to her. "but please don't ask me to stop where we already are. i need to watch you and i need to hear you because the fact that i know you're actually feeling this right now is so fucking amazing. you feel incredible and this feels incredible and please. just . . . please."

i drop my mouth to hers and kiss her softly, immediately pulling back before that amazing connection turns into more than just a peck. her lips feel so inconceivable perfect; i have to lift off her completely in order to regain my bearings. otherwise, i won't be able to hold myself at bay for another second. i look down at her and she's looking back up at me, searching my eyes for an answer to a question she can only answer for herself. i wait patiently for her to decide where we go from here.

her head begins to shake back and forth and she places her hands on my chest.

"don't. whatever you do, don't stop."

i remain still for a few seconds, repeating what she just said in my head several times until i'm absolutely certain she just told me not to stop. i slip my hand behind her neck and pull her forehead to mine. "thank you," i say breathlessly. i ease myself back down on top of her until we recapture our rhythm. she feels so incredible pressed against me, i don't know that i'll ever be the same again. this girl just raised the bar so far above all other girls' heads, no one could ever come close.

i kiss her everywhere my lips have already touched her tonight, picking up pace with the timing of her gasps and moans. when i feel her body tensing around mine i pull away from her neck and look down at her. she digs her nails deeper into my skin, then tilts her head back and closes her eyes. she looks absolutely beautiful like this, but i need her eyes on mine. i need to watch her feel this.

"open your eyes," i tell her. she winces, but doesn't look up at me. "please."

her eyes immediately open beneath me when i say please. her eyebrows crease together and she loses all rhythm to her breathing pattern. she's fighting to breathe now as her body begins to tremble beneath me, all the while keeping our gaze locked together. all i can do is hold my breath and watch the most incredible thing i've ever seen unfold beneath me. when the loudest of her moans has escaped her lips, she can no longer keep her eyes open. as soon as she closes them, i drop my lips back to hers, needing to feel them against mine again. when she's finally calm, i move my lips down to her neck and kiss it like i wish i could be kissing her mouth right now.

but seeing how much she needs me to kiss her mouth right now is making the wait even more important for me. considering what just happened between us, it almost seems absurd to keep up the assurance of not kissing her. but i'm stubborn and i like knowing that the next time we're together like this; we'll be able to experience another first that's likely to drive me even more insane than tonight has.