Princess Next Door(14)

She bent forward so that her hands were on his knees. “Please, listen. Don’t say no yet. I know this is completely crazy, and it’s only because we’ve been friends such a short time, and I will probably regret this, but I don’t want to just lose it. I want to have experiences. Sitting here, watching the street, thinking about my family. I don’t want to save it for marriage. I don’t want to just be with Mr. Right. I want to have fun. That’s why I moved here. I came here to have fun, to learn how to live, not just to exist.” She stopped, biting her lip, and he just wanted to suck that lip right into his mouth. “I know it’s asking a lot, and I was a real bitch to you when we first met, but I’m not. I promise.”

“You’re asking me to teach you how to have sex?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“You don’t think that’s weird that you’re asking a stranger about this?”

“Well, of course it’s weird, but I can’t think of anyone else I’d trust with this. I trust you.” She squeezed his knees. “You took care of me when you didn’t have to. That says something to me.”

He glanced over her shoulder and saw they were getting a little attention. “I think it’s time we moved this inside.”

Her shoulders slumped, but she didn’t argue with him. He didn’t know if he was happy with that or not.

Closing up the car, he followed her inside her home, making sure to lock the door behind him.

Once inside, she stopped in the sitting room and turned toward him. “I’m asking way too much.”

“You’re not asking too much. You’re just asking … a lot, but you know what, it’s fine. I don’t mind you asking, and I don’t mind any of that.”

His dick was more than happy with the idea of helping her. He wanted to get her naked, spread those pretty thighs, and be the first and only man to taste her creamy pussy. She would be so wet by the time he got his hands on her.

Not right now.

He needed to keep his head in the game; the one he actually used to think with.

“I need to think about this,” he said.

“Okay.”

“You know what, I’ve thought about this.” He stepped up close to her, intent on kissing those sexy as fuck lips only to stop. “I want to kiss you right now.”

She nodded. “I’d like to kiss you, too.”

“I don’t want you to say things you don’t mean, or what you think I expect you to say.”

“I’d never do that.”

He pressed a finger against her lips. “I also don’t want you to keep playing nodding heads as we’re kissing.”

“Nodding heads?” she asked, frowning.

He moved his head from side to side in the way he meant, and she covered her mouth laughing.

“I’ve never seen that before.”

“It happens. Just close your eyes, no tongue, okay.”

She held her hands up. “Fine.”

He waited as she stood, closed her eyes, and puckered her lips.

“Don’t pucker.”

“I feel like I’m taking a test or something.”

“Consider it a test.” She stopped puckering, and he took a step toward her. He touched her cheek, and when she opened her eyes, he told her to close them.

She did as he asked, and he tilted her head back. Her skin was flawless, smooth, and he stroked his finger over her cheek, moving around her ear, and back down to her chin. Her lips parted a little, and he slid his other hand up from her hand, cupping her face.

Moistening his own lips, he took possession of hers, and listened as she sighed his name just before he did.

The moment he kissed her, he felt like his world had been turned upside down and inside out. He lost all focus apart from her.

His need for her was so great, greater than anything he’d ever experienced before in his life. He wanted her, craved her, felt consumed by his need that rivaled his love of music.

Sinking his fingers into her hair, he deepened the kiss, and his cock thickened. Moving her back, he pressed her up against the wall, relishing her hands on his body, and he held her close.

He didn’t want the kiss to ever end, but a knock on her front door halted it.

Pulling away, he stared into her eyes. Her cheeks were flushed, and there was no way he could ever let another man taste her sweetness.

“I’ll teach you everything you need to know, Princess.”





Chapter Five


On Monday, Wynter left for work early, wishing she’d gotten a few moments to speak with Zane. After his kiss on Saturday, all she’d been wanting to do was talk to him. Tammy, Marshall, and their kids had been the ones to interrupt their kiss. She’d seen the questions in Tammy’s eyes, but there hadn’t been time to talk.

Zane had left, and on Sunday he’d been working all day, and now she was heading to work. There just wasn’t any spare moment to talk, and she found it so damn frustrating.

When she arrived to class Tammy was already there getting everything set up.

“Close the door and tell me everything.”

She did as instructed, and when she turned back, she saw Tammy had already gotten them both some coffee. School wasn’t due to start for another half hour.

“Come on, spill. I’ll not get through ’til lunch for you to tell me everything.”