Free For Nicky by A. D. Ellis Page B

the words pour from her mouth as if she has no control of them. Her words and her sweet look of shock are enough to do me in. Damn, this girl.

Chapter 28
     

Libby
     
    No, no, no…..I did NOT just seriously ASK a guy I barely know to kiss me!  A guy who, until today, treated me with wariness and indifference. A guy who has slept with my sister. Oh. My. Gosh! No, no, no. What is wrong with me!?!? Please, tell me I fell asleep in my office and this is all just a dream. No, it’s a nightmare! That’s what it has to be! Nope, I for sure just heard a very real, very sexy growl rumble through Nate’s chest right before he inched toward me and put his hands on both sides of my face and crushed his mouth to mine.  His lips are blazing hot yet they gentled immediately, almost like he realized this is something I’m not used to doing.  He’s right, I’m definitely NOT used to a kiss that curls my toes!  Austin Douglas was like kissing a toad compared to kissing Nathaniel Morgan. I NEVER had this type of reaction to kissing Austin! I’m pretty sure I moaned as I brought my arms up to his chest then moved them around behind his neck.  Nate Morgan, the guy I just recently met, the guy who picks me over Audrey, the guy I just wantonly suggested should kiss me, is kissing ME! No, check that, Nate Morgan is now FRENCH kissing me.  I feel his tongue gently probe at my lips then retreat.  I may or may not have whimpered when his tongue left.  But when he nipped at my bottom lip and I opened my mouth a bit in surprise, his tongue came back seeking entry. My insides melted like liquid metal as our tongues danced. Nate’s hand wrapped around the back of my neck and tilted my head to the side, allowing him to deepen the kiss. Just as my body felt like it was about to spontaneously combust, Nate slowed the kiss down, and then backed away with a few last little soft kisses against my lips. I am pretty sure I shuddered at the loss of his lips against mine. My heated body protested the cool air that took the place of his warmth as he stepped away from me. Nate looked at me with a dazed expression, smirked a little while shaking his head and ran his hand through his hair. Nate and I were both breathing as if we’d just sprinted around the track.  I don’t know how he can fix this supposed misunderstanding, but I’m totally on Team Nate with hopes he can make me understand his hurtful words.

Chapter 29
     

Nate
     
    Shit, I need to slow down.  I knew within 2 seconds of having my mouth on Libby that she has had very little experience with kissing.  But, damn, those moans and whimpers almost did me in.  As my tongue, which seems to have a mind of its own, gently probes at her lips, her soft pink tongue gingerly comes forward like she’s testing the waters.  The next thing I know, our tongues are involved in what I can only describe as a sensual dance and I’ve walked Libby up against the wall.  Maverick, who is obviously conspiring with my tongue to scare this sweet girl off, stands up tall and proud as if he’s waiting for a personal introduction.  I’ve had plenty of mind-numbing, meaningless, escapism sex. However, right at this moment, I want nothing more than to get Libby under me so I can worship her beautiful body and bury myself deep inside her; I know sex with Libby would be a v ery emotional experience.  Whoa, which is exactly why I’m backing away and stopping this kiss. For now.  Never….NEVER have I reacted that way to a kiss.  We break apart, both breathing hard, both with heavy hooded eyes.  Then my Libby says the sweetest words with those kiss-swollen lips, “Um, yeah, I think there’s something there worth fixing.  So, Nathaniel Morgan, how are you going to heal my hurt feelings? Just what did I misunderstand?” Her gorgeous, mesmerizing eyes looked up at me with such hopeful expectation that I nearly felt my knees buckle.
    I’ve always believed people when they told me, “You’ll know when