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Sawyer looked at me, catching me staring at him and not the sky, and that was when I felt it—the moment we’d been building toward all night.
I tugged him toward me, and he came, easily, facing me and wetting his lips.
“Hey,” he said, his voice quieter now.
“Hey.”
He took a step closer, and I made my move. I cupped his jaw, his face warm against my fingers, and brushed my mouth over the top of his—softly, giving him an out if he didn’t want this.
But Sawyer leaned in, chasing my lips, letting go of my hand to slide both of his up my chest.
There was nothing tentative in this kiss, not this time, not when I swept my tongue inside the interior of his mouth and he let out a moan.
It only spurred me on; I slid my hand to his waist to pull him in closer, devouring his mouth with everything I’d been holding back.
Apparently I wasn’t the only one, because Sawyer angled his head, diving in deeper, digging his fingers into my chest before sliding them up to wrap around my neck.
God, he tasted so good. Felt so good. He fit perfectly in my arms, and I wasn’t going to stop and think about why that was dangerous.
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