Amber deepened their kiss, opening her mouth wider to accept his tongue against hers. A languid smile spread over her face, as unstoppable as the tide, and she chuckled softly, fluttery with happiness. She cupped Eric's face tenderly, not from passion, but because it made her feel so good, to touch him.
She was sorry when he rolled off her, ending their kiss. Leaning an arm over his chest and laying a leg over his, she was already halfway to meeting him as he leaned to kiss her lips. She closed her eyes during this brief contact, feeling more than just the light press of his lips. That was amazing. She’d been about to say those very same words, and there they were, coming from him.
Amazing. Yes, that's what it'd been. And more, Amber could admit to herself as they cooled off, breathing more regularly and their sweat drying off. When she’d hit on Eric, she'd expected a fun night and, at most, a contact in her workplace. She certainly hadn't meant to like him. She avoided liking people, that just caused complications. But she did like him and it was too late to worry about the implications. She'd just go with what she felt and wanted, like she always had, and she'd deal with whatever would happen because of that. Anyway, as far as she could tell, Eric had some feelings of his own for her, given the soft, sweet way he was looking at her, like she mattered. Like he'd be glad to see her in the morning.
She sighed, still smiling. "Amazing? More like fucking fantastic." Her eyelids, heavy with sleep, closed. She could drift off at any moment. "Asking for your umbrella was the best thing I could’ve done, tonight."
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She was sorry when he rolled off her, ending their kiss. Leaning an arm over his chest and laying a leg over his, she was already halfway to meeting him as he leaned to kiss her lips. She closed her eyes during this brief contact, feeling more than just the light press of his lips. That was amazing. She’d been about to say those very same words, and there they were, coming from him.
Amazing. Yes, that's what it'd been. And more, Amber could admit to herself as they cooled off, breathing more regularly and their sweat drying off. When she’d hit on Eric, she'd expected a fun night and, at most, a contact in her workplace. She certainly hadn't meant to like him. She avoided liking people, that just caused complications. But she did like him and it was too late to worry about the implications. She'd just go with what she felt and wanted, like she always had, and she'd deal with whatever would happen because of that. Anyway, as far as she could tell, Eric had some feelings of his own for her, given the soft, sweet way he was looking at her, like she mattered. Like he'd be glad to see her in the morning.
She sighed, still smiling. "Amazing? More like fucking fantastic." Her eyelids, heavy with sleep, closed. She could drift off at any moment. "Asking for your umbrella was the best thing I could’ve done, tonight."