Ryan eased herbody against his car. Warmth from the metal of the door seeped through her thinskirt, doing nothing to cool down her heated skin. “You’re sexy,intelligent, and a hell of a lot of fun, and it’s taking every ounce ofself-control for me to not kiss you, right here and now,” he said, hisvoice low and silky.
The air slippedfrom Jane’s lungs. She searched his face, wondering if he meant the words as ajoke. She tried to look away, but his body was so close to hers that hedominated her field of vision, from the white shirt stretched over his broadshoulder, with a smattering of dark hair peeking from his unbuttoned collar, tohis stubbled jaw and his full lips.
God, those lips.
She needed himto kiss her more than she needed to draw a fresh breath of air into her lungs.But what if she wasn’t good at it? She hadn’t kissed any man other than Nick in… how long? Almost twenty years?
He hooked his thumb under her chin, challenging her to meet his gaze.
“I lovewhen you say that,” she whispered.
“Querida,”he repeated slower and trailed his fingers up her cheek and threaded themthrough her hair to the nape of her neck, pulling her closer.
“What’swrong?” he asked, capturing her stare.
“It’sjust…” Truth seemed to be her only option. “This is embarrassing toadmit, but I haven’t kissed anyone else in a very long time.”
“It’s justlike riding a bicycle.”
“That’seasy for you to say.”
“And it’llbe easy for you to do, especially with those lips.” The palm of his freehand cupped her face, and he traced her bottom lip with his thumb. “Like Isaid, I’ve wanted to kiss you all night. Actually, all day and all night.”
Everythingbecame dark as Ryan leaned in closer. His intoxicating scent overpowered Jane’ssenses as his lips brushed hers, feather-soft, as if he was testing her. Sheopened her mouth just a little as a slow heat blanketed her body.
“Just likea bicycle,” he repeated and reclaimed her lips.
As if they knewexactly where to go, her hands snaked around his back, locking her body intohis embrace. She whimpered into his mouth as his tongue began a leisurelyexploration of her mouth.
Holy crap. Notonly had it been a long time since she kissed someone else, it had been a verylong time, maybe never, since someone had kissed her like that.
After a minute,Ryan pulled away but kept his hand on her chin. “Well, was it?” hemurmured.
Jane’s eyes werestill closed as she savored the kiss. “Was it what?” she asked,wishing time would stop so that they could remain leaning against his car onthis quiet street forever.
“Was it justlike riding a bike?”
She smiled.”I’m not sure. I think you’d better try it again so I can take off thetraining wheels.”