Best Friends (New Species #15)(23)

“I’m glad you are, Mel.”

“I’m still nervous.”

“Tell me why. You can talk to me about anything. I’d welcome it.”

She chewed on her lower lip with her smooth teeth before speaking. “We’re so different. And I don’t want to fall in love with you—which I suspect is going to be unavoidable—because I’ll get my heart broken if we break up.”

He released her hand and slid off the couch, shoved the coffee table out of the way, and then faced her on his knees. He gently spread her thighs, inching closer, and cupped her face with both hands to peer deeply into her brown eyes.

“I’m a male who won’t do that, Mel. You can trust me. I know what I want. I just need to show you how good we can be together.” He glanced at her mouth. “I’m going to kiss you.”

She licked her lips and nodded. “Okay.”

He leaned in, closed his eyes, and brushed his lips against hers.

He didn’t have a lot of experience at kissing. Some of the female Species he’d shared sex with didn’t like it. A few had taught him, though. He used that skill now, when it really mattered.

He just held back a bit not to startle her with the amount of need he felt to taste her.

Snow took his time before he dipped between her slightly parted lips and teased her tongue with his own.

He groaned, his cock instantly responding to how right she felt and tasted to him. She met his kiss, her hands clutching his arms instead of trying to shove him away.

He pressed against her. Mel submitted to him by leaning back, seeming to welcome his body pushing hers into the couch. Passion burned higher, and he wanted to strip her bare, run his mouth and tongue all over her skin and taste every inch.

Melinda was his. He just knew it. She was meant to be his mate.

He didn’t want to rush her, though. Some of his friends had warned him that human females could panic if things moved too fast. They’d been taught to be leery of human males. He’d also seen plenty of their movies, where males did hurtful things to females.

He backed off and broke the kiss but stayed close, locking gazes with her.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Mel. Can you trust me?”

She nodded, a little breathless. “I’m willing to try.”

He smiled. “Good. Now, I need to put a little space between us or we’ll end up in bed already. I’m certain you’d like to eat first, and I have a feeling I won’t want you to get dressed once I get you out of those clothes.”

She blushed, and he found it delightful. He forced himself to back up then take a seat next to her on the couch, keeping a good foot between them. The urge to pull her onto his lap surfaced but he resisted. “Tell me more about you.”

She licked her lips again, turned her head, and met his stare. “What do you want to know?”

“Anything that you want to tell me.”

“I’d like you to kiss me again.”

He didn’t hesitate. He scooted closer and twisted his body enough to cup her cheek with his hand. She lifted her face, and he pressed his mouth to hers in the next instant.

She clutched at him when he deepened the kiss. Desire heated Snow’s blood, and his cock turned rock hard.

So much for slowing things down. He just wanted to get her naked on his bed, explore every inch of her body, and claim her.

He broke the kiss again, panting. “Mel, we need to stop or I’m going to undress you.”

“Dinner comes at six, right?” Her gaze held his, and she was breathing hard, too. “We should probably work up an appetite. I’m all for getting naked.”

He forgot about good intentions and kissed her again.





Chapter Six



Mel caught fire the second Snow took possession of her mouth. She felt as if she were running a fever, and Snow was the cause. He heated her up all over. Nobody had ever kissed her that passionately before. She couldn’t even think, nor did she want to.

For once in her life, she shoved away that voice of reason that warned about being careful. The sensations Snow caused with his tongue made her actually hurt between her thighs. Her clit began to throb. She wanted him inside her so desperately that it became a physical ache.

His skin also felt hot under her hands where she touched him. She restlessly explored, hating the feel of his shirt over his back. She shoved at the material, trying to get it out of the way.

Snow ended the kiss, and she opened her eyes to find him staring at her. They both breathed hard, his face looking a little flush, probably just like hers. The blue of his eyes was captivating. She wanted to stare into them forever and a day.

“Wow,” she got out.

His nostrils flared, and he growled, his gaze lowering between them to where her spread thighs and his groin were wedged together. She figured out quickly what he was smelling. It was her. She was so turned-on that she had to be soaked.

That was another new thing. No man had ever made her that needy.

“I want you so much. Tell me to stop.”

His voice came out with a bit of a growl to it, making him even sexier. She knew she should take his advice. He was urging her to put on the brakes, slow down what was happening between them.

Instead, she blurted the first thing that came to mind. “It’s our second date.” She sat up and pressed herself against him. “Bed or couch? I don’t care.”