kiss. Their breath mixed and moans mingled as his questing tongue met hers in long, lush strokes that sent warm ripples to the place between her thighs.
She pushed his hat off.
He cupped her breasts with both hands, gently squeezing.
She whimpered with the growing need to feel his hands on her bare skin, his mouth on her breasts. His callused fingers answered one of those wishes, gliding down her body and under her skirt. Slow and deliberate, he inched upward toward the apex of her thighs. She answered with a moan as his warm fingers explored beneath her panties, delving into her wetness. She clenched her thighs together, trapping his hand. His mouth never left hers as he circled and stroked her, continuing to ramp her need until she shuddered with the first spasms of pleasure.
âGood God.â She broke breathlessly from the kiss. âYou sure know how to get a girl all hot and bothered.â
She drew her skirt higher to straddle his thighs, squirming against his erection but rather than moving to penetrate her, Reid withdrew his fingers and slowly eased her back with a deep, regret-laced sigh.
Her gaze darted to his face. âWhatâs wrong?â
âThis is about to get way out of hand, sweetheart. I didnât mean for it to go so far. Iâm not about to do this parked in your front yard.â
âYou wanna go somewhere else?â she asked. âI canât take you inside. I live with my grandparents, and theyâre kind of old-fashioned about these things.â
âThen we have something in common,â Reid said. âSo am I.â
âBut I donât understand. I thought youâ¦weââ
He shushed her, pressing a finger to her lips. Another shudder of desire rippled through her at the smell of her own essence. âItâs not a good idea to start something up when Iâm leaving in a few days.â
âWho says this has to lead to anything?â Haley quoted Yolanda. She throbbed with the need heâd incited but now refused to relieve.
His blue gaze met hers. âI do. As much as this pains me, and believe me it does , this ainât gonna happen tonight.â
âTonight is all there is, Reid. I thought this is what all you marines wanted. I donât understand you at all.â She wanted to grind her teeth in frustration.
âIâm not so hard to figure out. I said I donât do hookups. Neither do you, by the way. When I get you in my bed, I want to take my time and do it right.â
âIn your bed?â She laughed. âWho says youâll ever get another chance after this?â
â I do . Now give me your number.â
âNot likely. As you just said, thereâs no point in getting further involved. Youâre leaving.â
âBut Iâll be back,â he countered.
âAnd Iâll be gone. UC Davis is over five hours away. Besides, I have a strict no-marine policy.â
âThen what was this?â he asked softly.
âA momentary lapse of reason, but Iâm quite recovered from it.â Not exactly the truth, but she was burning with resentment. Sheâd offered to do something she never did, and heâd rejected her.
There would be no second chances.
âGive me your number, Haley.â
He tried to kiss her again, but she pulled away and reached for the door. âGood-bye, Reid. Thanks again for the ride.â
This time he didnât stop her. She listened for his engine as she walked to the front door, but he didnât burn rubber like sheâd expected. The porch light flickered. Her grandpa opened the door with a look of surprise.
âYouâre home early.â He gazed past her shoulder to Reidâs big, black truck in the drive. His brows met in a scowl. âWhoâs that? And whereâs Yolanda?â
âJust a friend, Gramps. I had a headache and Yolanda wasnât ready to go, so he offered me a ride.â
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