Books, Writing

First Kiss

First Kiss Friday

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Every Friday I share the first kiss from a book. This week it’s Collision by Sofia Aves.
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The crashing waves matched my own heartbeat, thundering and rolling as Cal stopped, turning me to face him. Butterflies overpopulated my stomach when his fingers brushed my chin, tilting my head back.

Suddenly, his kisses weren’t so gentle. His mouth crashed against mine, tongue thrusting deep, exploring, tasting. Weightless, I clung to his shoulders, fingers curling into his shirt as though worried I would be swept away without him. My tongue danced with his when he deepened the kiss.

Everything in me tensed as he set a rhythm as hard as his frame, and suddenly I knew — I knew — what he would be like in bed. I gasped, his hands tightening on me, lifting me off my feet before he pulled away and set me down gently, pressing my head against his chest. I wrapped my arms around him, breathless, palms flat against the planes of hard muscle beneath his shirt. His heartbeat pounded in my ears, and I breathed in his rhythm, matching it.

After a time, he drew back a little. I looked up at him, dazed.

“God, you’re beautiful, Mila.”

My name was like caramel dripping from his lips. I shivered, sliding my fingers across the stubble framing his chin, brushing over the lines that made him so fine. Perfectly proportioned, the man still resembled a god, regardless of the shorn hair. Tanned, with a light shadow creeping over his jawline, he could have been from Hollywood, or a model — not someone you’d meet every day. Or any day. Certainly not someone you’d go on a date with. I swayed a little, barely able to keep my thoughts straight.

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