Page 65 of That First Flight

His tongue swipes along my lips and I open up for him, pressing up on my toes to allow me better access. One he notices, he scoops me up with one arm around my waist and my legs wrap around him again. My core throbs when I feel his muscular stomach between my legs.

Oliver doesn’t release his mouth from mine when he places me on the kitchen counter, not letting his body separate from mine for a single second.

Just as he’s about to pull away, my hands clasp the sides of his face to hold him there.

I want this moment to last longer.

I don’t want this to end with him.

Except we both let go, a smile curling his lips, before he presses one more to my lips.

“What the hell was that?” he asks breathlessly.

Heat builds in my cheeks as I shrug a shoulder.

“Now I’m pissed that I have to leave because Ireallywant to keep kissing you.”

I don’t know why I pick this time to become as bold as I do, but I bring my hand up to his tousled blonde hair and run my hands through it. “Now you have something to look forward to when you get back.”

“I’m going to be thinking about this the entire time I’m gone.”

“I think I will too,” I admit.

“Fuck, you’re killing me, Macey.” Oliver presses his forehead to mine, his body hasn’t left the spot between my legs. “Tell me I didn’t ruin everything and you’ll be here when I get back.”

Do I want to dive into a relationship when I haven’t even got my feet planted here yet? When I haven’t even started my new job?

I don’t know the first thing about being with someone and how to maneuver this. It’s not a question I can answer right now.

“I’ll be here,” is the only answer I have for him.

He presses one more quick kiss to my forehead before he steps away from me. “I’m going to say goodbye to Mackenzie and then I have to head out. Will you two be okay? Do you need anything before I leave?”

I think I need youis the only thing I can’t stop thinking about in my head, but I decide against it right now.

“I think we can handle it. Go crush your speech.”

Ten minutes later, Oliver is out the door leaving me with an aching sensation between my legs and thoughts of what the two of us could be swirling in my mind.

I’ve been floating around the apartment like I’m on a cloud since Oliver kissed me.

It’s been three hours and I already can’t wait for him to come back.

I don’t know who I’ve become or who he’s turning me into.

I haven’t been able to bring my heart rate down since that kiss either. I never in my life thought I would want more with someone after being hurt as bad as I have.

I made it my life mission to focus on Mackenzie. At one point I even said to myself, ‘I’ll try dating when she goes off to college or something.’ But Oliver has thrown a complete plot twist in my life plans.

My phone buzzes on the kitchen counter and I think it’s going to be Oliver but Flora’s name flashes on the screen.

“Hey, Flora,” I answer.

“You’ve been gone for a little over a month and you choosenowto answer the phone all happy and cheery?” she says.

I can’t help but laugh. “Nice to hear from you too. How are things going up there?”

“Oh, sweets. You have no idea,” she scoffs.