Today is kiss and make up day! Later on in the book, Selene and Micah get past the reason for all the hostility, and have their first kiss.
“You know, I have to say, this is all a little strange,” I
said. It wasn’t possible that the intense emotion I saw on Micah’s face was for
me. “You’re throwing me for a loop, Micah, going from hostile to caring so quickly…”
“Would you like me to go back to hostile?” he asked, his mouth
twitching in a smile. I shook my head.
“No, but…you’re confusing me, I don’t know what to make of
this.” His hand around mine was strong, and the strength I felt was very appealing.
Where Andrew’s touch carried a crushing strength, Micah’s seemed more like a
supporting strength.
“Then I guess I’m not going to help matters by doing this…”
Before I knew it Micah had moved forward, slipped his hand around my neck, and
kissed me. I was shocked for only a split second before my body was rippling in
pleasure from the feel of his lips on mine, and I closed my eyes and melted
into the kiss. Micah pulled me closer, careful of my slung arm, and deepened
the kiss. His tongue whispered across my lips like he was asking rather than
demanding, and I found this thrilling. I opened my mouth, and when our tongues
brushed, his hands slid up my back under my shirt and he groaned low in his
throat. He moved his hand to cup my face and slide through my hair, and he
arched my head back and moved his lips moved down my neck, planting whisper
soft kisses there that literally made my toes curl. He moved his mouth back to
mine and kissed me slow and deep, as though he was taking his time to explore
the contours of my mouth. It was a novelty to me after months of having my
mouth roughly savaged by Andrew, along with my body. I had thought the way
things were with Andrew had been the perfect scenario, but now I realized I had
just never been kissed like this before; like the person on the other end of
the kiss was it in for more than just the pleasure it brought him. There was a
strength and intensity in the way Micah held me, possessively, but not like he
thought he owned me, more like he was afraid I would slip away from him. All of
these realizations, plus the body weakening ache that had erupted in my body
from his touch, was overwhelming me.
"Would you like me to go back to hostile?”
ReplyDeleteLove it.
Great scene.
I LOVED this. I felt like I was experiencing this at that very moment. Well done!
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Holy frippin' crap! I need my husband after reading this. HOT!!!
ReplyDeleteVery nice. Very sweet and intimate.
ReplyDeleteI do feel that the last paragraph could be broken into two or three, though.
Loved the comparison between the two guys, and that she was rational enough to realize the difference while in the moment.
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