The Princess peers up at me. โAre you going to give me a movie screen kiss or not?โ
Hell yes, I am.
If caution is a yellow flag, I fling it out of sight. I clasp the back of her head, threading my fingers through her hair. I pull her to me roughly until our bodies are flush together fully along their length.
I bend down and donโt wait for her to come to me. I pull her face to mine, delving instantly into her mouth. She opens in surprise as my tongue licks against hers. Sheโs warm honey and peppermint, yielding and soft.
After a moment, her body molds into mine. Her tongue comes for me, and her pulse flutters beneath my thumb at her throat. She lets out a sound and presses her pelvis against me.
With only a few inches between our heights, she lands where her body instinctively knows where to aim. I respond instantly, stiffening between us.
She pulls her face from mine, her eyes big as she looks up at me. โIs thatโฆโ
I want to grab her hips and grind into her. Iโm fiercely in need. But I control myself. โIt is.โ
โWhat do I do with it?โ
Oh, I could tell her.
She goes on. โShould I pretend it isnโt happening? It didnโt when I danced with that random guy. How often does it happen?โ
I draw in a ragged breath. Her innocence is shocking, delectable. I want to break it wide open, right here, against a brick wall, pounding her until we both disintegrate into nothing.
Down, boy.
โYou donโt have to talk about it. A guy knows itโs happening. Itโs natural. Part of the process.โ
โAlready? Just from kissing? I thought we had to be naked. And ready to do that thing!โ
โIt can happen anytime.โ
Her eyes go even wider. โLike at dinner? Or while driving a car?โ She draws in a sharp breath. โAround your grandma?โ
Okay, with that thought, I no longer have a problem. I let out a breath. โProbably not around a grandma. Itโs a stage in the process. Itโs not as obvious in women as men.โ
โIs it happening to me?โ She glances down at her jeans as if she might produce an erection or some other obvious sign. โWait. Is that what they call a lady boner?โ
I canโt stop myself from laughing. โSort of. But not literally. You donโt have an outward sign.โ
โWhat is my sign?โ
Jesus. โA dampness. Itโs called getting wet.โ
โIโve heard that phrase. They mean down there!โ
โYes.โ
โItโs not pee, is it?โ