wayward strand of hair out of the way, then returned to her
neck. Curling his hand around the back of her head, he
held her securely. His other hand roamed down to the
center of her back and gripped her more firmly, pulling her
to him. She relaxed into his powerful embrace.
O.E.'s sinewy body held her captive, and she never
wanted to escape. He was so much more muscular than
she'd ever imagined a man could be, it didn't seem real. She
had to be dreaming, which was fine, as long as she didn't
wake up yet.
With his lips close to her ear, he whispered, "These
kisses don't count." His mouth dove down and gently kissed
the base of her neck. More little kisses followed, inching
upward, closer to her ear. Excited tremors erupted with
each advance.
He was close. His next kiss would be on her ear, and she
would lose control. Not that she was in any kind of control
at this point-that had been left at the door. Still, she
wanted to grab some of it back.
As he was about to lunge for her ear, she leapfrogged his
slow buildup and turned to face him, her lips intercepting
his, ready for that promised kiss. Their mouths collided.
O.E.'s eyes popped wide when their lips met. He slid his
hand from her head down to her shoulders, wrapping his
arm around her to pull her in. At first, his lips glided along
hers, feeling the landscape of her mouth. Then he kissed
her lightly with an occasional nip at her lips. She breathed
in his musk, a crisp earthy scent, with a touch of citrus.
His tongue ran softly along her lips, seeking passage.
Rebecca let her mouth fall open to invite him in. As his
tongue slipped past her lips, her head filled with explosive
sounds.
Rebecca nearly swooned at the sensation and wrapped
her arms around his head to pull him into a deep, exciting
kiss. The room faded as their tongues engaged each other-
exploring, tasting, hunting, and playing. O.E. held her tight,
and she thrilled at the feel of his solid body. Their mouths
attacked as ragged breathing filled the silent classroom.
Damn, he's good. She had to admit that he might be
right-this could be the best kiss she'd ever had. One of his
hands caressed the side of her face as he continued to
explore her mouth. His raw, muscular body held her close.
The kiss went on for minutes, but it could easily have
been hours-she couldn't tell. Finally he broke away, short