Free The Beginning by Lenox Hills Page A

smell him, the more I want him, and it gets harder to fight. When he kisses me, it burns hot licks of flaming desire deep inside my core that radiates out my fingertips and toes. I stop fighting him and open my mouth. Immediately he plunges his tongue in and invades me.
     
    Once I have opened my mouth to him, he keeps his grip on my wrists, but moves them behind my back so he can put his arms around my waist. I love that it makes me feel overtaken by him as he pulls me in closer. I can feel his hard on through his pants, and it gives me satisfaction that I can get him like this from kissing me. My previous ire has turned back into passion for him, and I push all my anger onto my tongue. I open my mouth wider and swirl my tongue around the tip of his, I pull it into my mouth and pull on it hard with a suck that lets him know what my mouth is capable of. I need him to know what I can do for him; I need him to know that no other girl can kiss him like this. I need him to know how much I like him, without telling him. That’s right Jonathan; there is no other mouth like mine that can please you like this.
     
    Abruptly Jonathan puts my wrists back by my sides and yanks on them to pull me out of his mouth. We are standing as close as two people can without touching, except for his hands above my wrists. I look up at him and he looks down at me.
    “Hi,” he says and smiles a smile with the corner of his mouth bent up.
    “Hey,” but I am playing it casual. I want him to know that I am still mad regardless of the kissing.
    “That was some entrance you made tonight. Took me a bit by surprise.” He tells me.
    “Ha,” I snorted, “yeah I’ll bet.” Jonathan cocks his head to the side a little bit as if he doesn’t understand my snide comment or where it’s coming from.
    His smile quickly turns into a slack line across his lips and his brow furrows.
    “Are you mad about something? What did I miss here?” he sounds confused.
    “Me? No, I am not mad at you. Why should I be mad? Because I walk in here and see another girl dancing topless between your legs? I mean what ever right. It’s cool, we had some fun. Thanks for the new clothes.”
    I thought I was playing it cool, but kind of blew it with the jealous statement. Crap. I hear Jonathan start to chuckle. The chuckle turns into a laugh and the laugh turns into a howl. I feel like an ass. This fucker is laughing at me; I pull my wrists to get away. I want out of here now. This is just too humiliating. I want to run home and hide under the covers.
     
    The problem is that he still won’t let go of me. I scream in my head, LET ME GO AND LET ME LEAVE BEFORE YOU SEE ME CRY PLEASE!!!!
    “Lenox,” he softens his tone, as he knows I am close to an emotional edge. “Kitten, listen to me.” Kitten again, hearing that makes me melt inside into a gooey cookie. Is there anything sweeter than being called Kitten? He takes one hand and lets that wrist go and brings it up to my chin, with the knuckle of his thumb he pulls it up so I am looking at him. My eyes are glistening and I am biting my inner lip to keep it all locked up inside me.
    “Kitten, I think you have this all wrong. I SENT for you.” What?
    I must look utterly confused because he goes on. “The guys and I have been working for almost 24 hours straight on the server glitch. I always treat them to wherever or whatever they want after working so hard and they picked here. As soon as we got here, I asked the manager if it was possible to get you down here. Lenox, I WANTED to see you! I paid them to send you down here to me!” With his admission he reaches back down to my right hand and pulls it up to him, he turns my palm to his face and places three soft quick kisses on it.
     
    What an emotional rollercoaster and I am glad the ride is over. I sink to a settee behind me, and put my head in my heads. I acted like a jerk, I don’t even know this guy, and I let myself get so worked up over something that I have no