Alarms rang in my skull, but I couldn’t stop. She tasted like heaven. If I wasn’t careful, I’d be reaching up under her dress to see just how wet she was. If I wanted to go extra dumb, I’d end up shagging her right here on the roof.

But rational thinking was not my current strong suit. I had one directive; I wanted her slippery wet flesh sliding, soaking, or clamping around me post haste. Hands full of the flesh of her arse, I considered sliding one hand to the promised land, shoving aside whatever flimsy piece of string she was calling panties, and sinking deep. I would feel better if I made her explode around my cock.

Are you sure about that?

Well, it was a hell of a start the way I saw it.

She was the one who tore her lips away. “What the hell are we doing?”

My lips were slow to get the memo. When I couldn’t chase her lips, I settled for that soft patch of skin just under her ear. My brain struggled for purchase as Abbie’s question filtered into my consciousness. What was I supposed to say? If I said the wrong thing, she’d scramble back downstairs. “I haven’t a clue,” I muttered between kisses. “But it feels fucking incredible.”

I gave her another slow, drugging kiss that made me dizzy. Hell, I knew nothing about this girl except that I could go on kissing her forever.

She moved against me fluidly, and through our clothes, my cock sought out her moist heat. All I could think about was getting her closer and closer and burying myself so deep inside her that I wouldn’t remember my own name.

Fuck, the way she moved.

She trembled in my arms as I slid a hand between us and skimmed over her ribcage, pausing only as my thumb grazed the underside of her breast. My erection pulsed painfully against the fly of my jeans.

“Alexi…”

Through the fog of lust, I dragged my lips from hers and finally found my voice. “Y-yeah, Abbie.”

Her moan was low and throaty, but instead of pulling me toward her, she gently pushed me away. “I–Um…” She swallowed as I kissed the column of her neck. “We–I can’t do this.”

My body registered the command my brain gave to stop, and I dragged my eyes open to peer at her. Hers were wide and hazy with desire and something else. Not fear, but trepidation maybe? I immediately released her.

I forced my hands from her body and ran them through my hair. I cleared my throat and prayed it would help clear my mind too. “I got a little carried away. I apologize.” The words sounded like I tore them out one by one.

She blinked rapidly and slowly unfurled her hands from the front of my shirt. “Yeah, me too. That was… uh… intense.”