Last First Kiss (19 page)

He tu
gged at her t-shirt
,
pulling its
hem out of her jeans. With that freed, he slid his hand up under the fabric and inched his fingers along her skin under he reached her right breast.

She groaned when his finger found her nipple. Wade gave it a slight tug and then a pinch. She groaned again. He
hoped from pleasure and not
pain.

Lost in
frenzy
, he engulfed her breast with his whole hand as he slid his tongue along her
top
lip. As he squeezed her breast
she playfully bit his bottom lip
.

Her breast was beautiful, well, by what he could feel
of it
.

They finally stopped kissing and looked at one another. She put her hands on either side of his face.

“I never stopped loving you.
No
matter how I tried to convince myself I had...”
He shook his head. “Deep in my heart I knew I hadn’t and would love you to the moment I took my last breath.”

“Oh Wade. I should never have married Travis. The times I’ve tossed and turned in my bed and thought that. If we could only reverse time and do it right.”

She stroked his cheeks with her knuckles.

“I want you so bad it hurts me, physically and mentally.”

He tugged at the
button on her jeans, opening them
up and then pulled down the zipper.

Wade
wanted to take her out of this room,
carry her to his bed where he’d make love to her until neither of them could move a muscle
,
but shit, his cock was like a rocket about to launch and head to the moon. He’d never make the SUV, let alone the house.

He kissed her again as he put his hands on either side of her pants and gave them a tug downwards.

Seeing her pink lace undies did not
hing to quell
his urgent need to get inside her pussy. He wanted to rip them off her, part her legs
,
and
in he’d
slide. I
nstea
d he pulled them down
hoping it would give her enough room to part her legs for him.

She bit his lip again as he slid his hands between her inner thighs.

“Soph,
can you open your legs for me?”

She
murmured
something
,
and next thing he knew his hand had slid inwards sandwiched between the softest skin he’d ever felt.

Although they’d never made love before they had done some messing around. Him touching her folds, running his fingers over her slit. Her holding his dick in her hand but never bringing him to climax. Back in those days he’d been a virgin and hadn’t known that it was a lady’s clit that needed attention first. Hell, he hadn’t even known where he’d find it until he’d checked out a book from the library.

He eased his finger
through Sophie’s curls. Her clit was
hot, throbbed
,
and he knew it was waiting for his caress.

They stopped kissing as he passed his finger over the
now engorged
nub. She moaned.

“Does my Soph want me to bring her to climax?”

She ran her hands down his chest. “Wade, you’d better do just that now
that
you’ve started.”

Wade got harder
,
if that was possible
,
as he slid his finger back and forth over her clit. Her hips thrust toward him
,
and her whimpers got louder. Her breath grew faster, urgent
,
and at that point he remembered he didn’t have a condom on him.

Never mind
. This
was So
ph
,
and he knew she was safe. She
wasn’t a person to take risks
,
and neit
her was he
,
so she had no fear about
that.

And as far as getting her pregnant
, he’d
like nothing more.

“Wade, Wade,” she whispered pounding her folds over his hand until she finally screamed out and fell into his arms.

“Oh Soph, you’re so beautiful when you come.”

“Hold me because my legs are weak.”

He hugged her to him.

“I don’t have a condom.”
“It’s okay
.
I trust you
,
and don’t worry about
babies because I’m on the Pill.”

It was her turn to open up his jeans and tug them and his boxers down his legs.
She kicked off her own ones along with her
panties and looked at him.

“You really okay with this?”
he asked.

She nodded.

He picked her up, thinking if they couldn’t get to a bed, a table would do. He sat her carefully down, knowing that in a few minutes he would be inside his Soph and on his way to paradise.

He spread her legs, wrapped them around him…

“You son of a bitch. I might have guessed this would happen.
She is the reason you broke up with me
!”

He’d been so lost in the moment that he hadn’t heard the door open
,
let alone known that Cathy was standing right behind him.

He turned around and
couldn’t get out
the way of her raised hand quick enough. She smacked him around the face and head. It stung
,
and it felt like
one of
her ring
s
had bitten into his cheekbone.

Sophie screamed and jumped off the table.

“I’ll deal with you in a minute, you little bitch.”

Cathy lifted her hand again
,
but this time Wade
managed to raise
his arm up to defend
himself before the second blow reached him
.

Sophie put her t-shirt a
round her lower body
and stood looking like every bit of color had drained from her face.

Wade didn’t want to hurt Cath
y because she was right
. He’d
broken things off with her because of Sophie
,
and
he guessed if he didn’t keep a tight grip on her she could hurt him, hurt Soph
,
which was the last thing he wanted.

“Cathy, I’m
so
sorry,” he said.
“It’s just that Sophie and I have a history
,
and…”

“
This is so humiliating.
You bring me to the dance, then you tell me it’s over
,
and when I come looking for you I find you
’re
about to do the wild thing with her
!
”

“I’m beyond words
,
so I don’t know how to put th
is right. Even if I could.
”

His dad now stood at the door as Cathy burst into tears and pushed by him on her way out.

Wade wiped his face because he sens
ed he was bleeding. He looked at his fingers
,
and just as he thou
ght, they were tinged with red
.

“You might be needing these,” said his da
d, throwing his jeans and boxers
at him.

Wade caught them and quickly slipped them back on.  Poor Sophie was backed against
the wall doing her best to hide
.

“So you stole
my date. I should be pissed off like Cathy
is
.”

Wade didn’t know whether his dad was joking or not.
Bu
t
when
he burst out laughing,
Wade sighed with relief.

“Geez, you two. It was obvious this
was going to happen
,
so you s
hould have got yourself a room and had sex somewhere more private than this.”

Chapter Nine

Besides the time Wade had caught her and Travis in her bed, Sophie had never been so embarrassed
and regretful
in all her life. She pulled on
her panties and jeans and then
readjusted
her bra
where Wade had pushed one of the cups over her breast
,
and
then
put her t-shirt back on.

She sat down on the nearest chair, her legs and hands shaking. Partly because of Cathy burst
ing in on them and hitting Wade. Secondly,
she and Wade had been that clo
se to finally having sex.
She couldn’t remember wanting something so badly in all her life. Not just because of the physical pleasure it would bring her but because it was Wade wh
o was about to make l
ove to her.

Sophie ran her hands through her hair. Wade had taken off after Cathy
,
and he’d told Sophie to wait for him. Maybe she shouldn’t. She probably should find Wade, find Cathy
,
and apologize. However, Wade was right about one thing
.
When
the two of them were together good sense went straight out the window. She nibbled on the nail of her index finger. She hadn’t done that for a long time
,
and damn
,
she’d been growing them out so nicely.

Hearing a noise out in the hallway
,
she looked up to see Wade
standing in the d
oor way, blood still oozing
from the gash on his cheek.
S
he was
the one
who deserved that
trophy
,
not him. She should have stayed away from the dance tonight, not accepted Wade’s invitat
ion to go someplace to talk. She definitely shouldn’t have
kissed him
back. The last one, well, no woma
n was that strong.

“Did you find Cathy?” asked Sophie.

He shook his he
ad. “
I even tried calling her
cell, but she’s not answering. I think maybe it’s best
that
I let her calm down tonight
.
”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault. And don’t feel so bad
because
even if you hadn’t come back to Greenville
I
wasn’t sure I saw
a future for us.
”

Sophie looked at
him.

“You made me realize that
for certain
,” he
said
.

“Oh Wade…I.”

He lifted his hand to stop her saying any more. “You coming home to
Greenville
is a blessing in disguise. It’s better I figured that out before I thought about marrying her and being miserable for the rest of my life and
probably
making her unhappy
,
too.”

Was he just saying that to make her feel better? No, Wade was the kind of guy who never hid his feelings. A straight shooter if ever there was one.

“I think you
should get your face looked at,” said Sophie.

“You mean it’s ugly.”

Sophie laughed. “Nope, but it’s still bleeding. Here let me take a look. Sit down where I can check you out.”

He walked to the
chair and sat. Some
blood had splattered onto his white shirt.
She tilted
Wade’s head back slightly so the light hit his cheekbone.

“Maybe you should go to the ER
and
have them look at it.”

“Nope, certainly not.”

“You’re not scared
,
are you?”

He slapped her butt.

“If I’m going to have a nurse look at it
,
I want it to be you.”

“I’m a
n interior designer, not a medical practioner
.”

“You could always pretend to be my nurse.”

“Wade Linley. You are a bad boy.”

“How about you come home with me and tend to my injuries?”

“You know if I do that what’s going to h
appen between us?”

“That’s what I’m counting on. Like Pops said we should have found somewhere private to have sex.”