Free Tender Kisses by Sheryl Lister

little progress in getting to know her, she shut him down cold. Like the other two times they had gone out, whenever he asked her a personal question, she skirted around it and kept the attention on him.
    Justin had never had to work this hard to gain a woman’s interest, and maybe it was time he pulled back. It sounded like a logical step in theory; however, there was one flaw with his thinking—kissing her had been the only thing on his mind since their lips had accidentally touched. And he didn’t see himself leaving without satisfying his craving. His groin stirred, and he gripped the steering wheel tighter. Needing a distraction, he turned up the music. Smooth R & B music flowed from his satellite radio station. “Is the music too loud? I can change the station if you don’t like this one.”
    â€œPlease. I love R & B. My parents love music, so we listened to R & B, jazz, gospel and even some classical. They have tons of albums and records.”
    â€œThat’s something else we have in common. My parents still listen to their albums on one of those old console stereos, static and all. Sometimes they have to turn the switch on and off a couple of times for it to work, but I can’t get them to buy another one.”
    Siobhan laughed. “We bought our parents an updated stereo system about three years ago. Otherwise they would still have theirs.”
    Justin stroked his chin. “Maybe I need to do the same. Their anniversary is coming up in a few months.”
    â€œOoh, I love this song,” Siobhan said, tapping her fingers to the beat of “You Rock My World.”
    Justin smiled. “You’re a Michael Jackson fan, huh?”
    â€œWho isn’t? He’s one of the best entertainers ever . We used to listen to him and The Jackson 5 all the time growing up.”
    â€œYou aren’t old enough to know anything about The Jackson 5.”
    â€œLike I said, my parents have all their music— The Jackson 5 , The Jacksons and Michael’s solo albums—and I’ve probably downloaded most of his songs. I just wish I’d had a chance to see him in concert.”
    â€œMy parents went to see The Jacksons on their Triumph Tour in 1981, and my mother still has her T-shirt. She said it was one of the best concerts she’d ever seen.” They continued discussing their favorite music artists and concerts until he arrived at her house. He helped her out of the car, escorted her up the walkway and waited while she unlocked the door.
    He followed her inside, and Siobhan turned to face him. “I had a good time tonight, although I’m probably going to have nightmares about somebody chasing me after seeing that movie,” she added with a chuckle. “Next time, I think I’ll stick to romances or something a little less creepy.”
    He smiled inwardly. She’d said next time . “Hey, there was a happy ending and some romance. He saved her from the bad guys, and don’t you remember the part where the hero made love to the heroine on the beach beneath the stars? I thought that was quite romantic.” Justin moved closer. “Black velvet night, millions of stars in the sky...a warm breeze...” He reached out, drew her into his embrace and let his hands roam slowly down her back and over the curve of her hips. “The play of the moonlight on your beautiful body,” he continued while gifting her with kisses on the shell of her ear, along her jaw and column of her neck. “The sound of waves crashing against the shore...” She trembled against him and gasped softly. Justin took full advantage and slid his tongue between her parted lips. Their tongues twined and tangled, and he angled his head to deepen the kiss.
    â€œJustin,” Siobhan whispered against his lips.
    Instead of replying, he swept her into his arms, strode across the living room and sat on the nearest sofa with Siobhan cradled in his lap. He