Page 53 of Hard Rock Sin

"Are you saying it wouldn't be special with you?" I gave him my best teasing smile, trying not to waver. "And here I thought you prided yourself on pleasing the ladies."

He shot me a look. "That's different."

I shifted closer, until I was practically pressed against him. "How is it different?"

"I've never—" He snapped his jaw closed, looking frustrated.

Understanding dawned on me. "Have you never been someone's first before?"

"No." He ran a hand through his sweat-dampened hair, looking exhausted. "At least, I don't think I have." He glanced down at where my hand rested on his chest. He traced the back of my hand with the tip of his finger. Heat radiated from that single point of contact, sending nervous excitement flooding through me. "And I've never…"

I leaned closer, bringing our faces closer together. "Never what?"

His eyes dropped to my lips again. I wet them unconsciously. He shut his eyes with a groan. When he opened them, they were full of fire.

"I've neverwantedto be someone's first before." His eyes were still focused on my mouth.

"I want you to be mine," I said softly. "I don't want anyone else. I want it to be you."

I mustered all the bravery I could. I wrapped my arms around his neck, until my breasts were pressed to his chest.

"I want you to teach me. I want you to teach me everything."

"Fuck." His eyes blazed. "I told you. Don't say shit like that to me."

"Or what?" I challenged. "What are you going to do?"

He placed his hands on my hips, thumbs rubbing the sensitive skin exposed between my tank top and skirt. A spike of heat hit my gut like a blow, nearly taking my breath away.

"This is such a bad fucking idea," he murmured.

Pushing his hair away from his face with both hands, I met his blue eyes. They were burning with need. I stood on my tiptoes until we were face to face. I leaned forward, until we were inches away.

"I want you, Cameron."

I could practically sense the moment he snapped. The pupils of his eyes dilated, blowing wide open. Cameron let out a low grunt.

"Fuck it," he growled.

He closed the gap and pressed his lips to mine.

Fireworks exploded over my vision.

I dug my fingernails into his shoulders reflexively.

It was a soft kiss, light and sweet. I never would have expected sweetness from Cameron Thorne.

But he kissed me slowly, mouth moving over mine, fingertips brushing my cheek gently.

I stood still, unable to breathe, unable to think.

His tongue swiped at the seam of my lips. I parted them, letting his tongue brush with mine. The heat of it, the taste of him, sent me reeling. I did whimper then, heat surging through my body, filling me to my very core. The beginnings of wetness made itself known between my legs.

He was only kissing me and I was already wet for him. Was that my inexperience showing? Should I have been that turned on from something so simple and innocent? It wasn't my first kiss. There had been teenaged fumblings. But it was my first kiss with someone I cared so much about.

Cameron bit down on my lower bit lightly, before pushing his tongue back into my mouth. Our lips tangled, hot and fervent. He brought a hand to the back of my neck, tugging me closer. Kissing me harder.

There was nothing innocent about this kiss.