“I – I told you that I am going to see my aunt in the city.” She stuttered.
“Aye, you did. I thought you might stay with us for a few days.” He said quietly.
“I cannot. She is expecting me.”
“Fair enough. Goodbye little Bree. Best of luck.” He replied.
She blinked. She thought he would try and prevent her from leaving, or at the very least argue with her, and a strange ripple of disappointment went through the pit of her stomach when he didn’t.
“Um, goodbye. Thank you again and please, will you thank your mother for being so kind?”
“Yes.”
She smiled weakly at him and turned away. Before she could leave, he called her name softly.
“Will you give me something before you leave?” He smiled at her.
“What?” She asked apprehensively.
“A kiss.”
She turned red and backed up a step. “I – I don’t…”
“Just one kiss Bree. As payment for everything I have done for you.”
Shame rushed through her. He had been very kind to her; he had saved her life and the life of her dog, and welcomed her into his home. A kiss was a small price to pay. He was right - she did owe him.
Liar. You want to kiss him because you’ve never kissed a man before.
True. Mind you he was not really a man - he was a Lycan. Of course, considering she was headed towards what was most likely a slow and agonizing death, what difference did it make? It would be her last chance to kiss anyone – human or Lycan.
She swallowed and took a few steps towards him. He stayed where he was, his hands folded behind his back, and smiled encouragingly at her. She dropped her bag to the floor and approached him gingerly.
“Where is Tia?” He asked suddenly.
“I – I thought I would leave her here, if that’s okay? I’ll come back after visiting my aunt and pick her up.” She replied nervously.
“That’s fine.”
She was standing in front of him now, and she stared silently up at him. She studied his mouth and blushed at the excitement that was growing in her belly. It dulled the pain in her side, and she stepped closer until she was nearly brushing against him.
He bent until his face was only inches from hers but kept his hands behind his back. He didn’t say anything, and she licked her lips nervously and then pressed her mouth against his. His lips were warm and firm, and she started a little when his mouth opened and his lips pulled gently at her bottom lip.
She moaned softly and he pulled his head back. He smiled at her, and she took a deep breath and pressed her mouth against his again. The kiss had been too brief, barely even recognizable as a kiss, and she wanted to try it again.
He didn’t object and returned her kiss. She swayed towards him, and he put one arm around her waist and drew her up against his hard body. His tongue traced her lips and she parted them, a small whimper escaping her mouth.
He slid his tongue into her mouth, sweeping along her teeth before pushing past them and stroking at her tongue. Bree shuddered and gripped his broad shoulders with her hands. The pain in her side had faded, and she barely noticed when James pulled her gently towards the armchair. Without breaking the kiss, he sat down and drew her onto his lap. She straddled him, pushing her tongue into his mouth enthusiastically.
She explored his warm mouth with her tongue as his hands stroked her back through her shirt. When his hand slid to her front and cupped one small breast, she arched her back and gripped the back of his neck tightly. He pulled his mouth from hers and trailed warm, wet kisses down the slender column of her throat.
She didn’t even notice when he unbuttoned her shirt. One moment his hand was cupping her breast through the fabric of her shirt, and the next it was touching her bare skin. His large, tanned hand completely covered her tiny breast. She had lost so much weight while being held captive by the Lycans that she was embarrassed by how thin and sickly she looked. The embarrassment cut through the desire, but before she could pull away his thumb rubbed along her nipple. It hardened immediately and his low groan, the first sound he had made since they started kissing, brought a new surge of desire to her insides. He pinched it lightly and she jerked and stared at him with wide eyes.
“I’m sorry. Did that hurt?” He asked huskily.
She shook her head and he brushed her shirt back until both of her breasts were bared to his hot gaze. He cupped them both and moved his thumbs in lazy circles around her nipples. Embarrassed by the small moans and whimpers coming from her mouth, she buried her face into his neck. She wanted to taste his skin and he angled his head so that she could lick a slow path down his throat. She nipped experimentally at his warm flesh, and was delighted by the sharp inhale of breath and the way his hands tightened on her breasts.