“You know you want it. You know you want me.” He raises his hands and runs them down my chest, inching on the tip of his toes so his lips ghost mine. I keep shaking my head but it doesn’t escape me that I lean closer. I don’t kiss him though, keeping our lips hovering above each other. His little breaths fan my mouth and I find that I’m panting against him. Everything in my body is coiled tight, like a rubber band ready to snap. “Give us a shot,” he begs, pressing himself fully against me. “You don’t know how much I need you.”
