Kissed by Fate
The Tiburon Duet 3

“Welcome to the party, ladies.” He let them pass, turned to the room as they crossed the threshold, and said, “This is your lucky day, Alex. You get twins.”

Emma Ruth strode through the door first. Lizzie followed, keeping an eye on the ceiling waiting for an ice bath. Even with no water poised to drench her, she figured that attending this frat party was still a bad idea. What was she doing here?

A rousing cheer went up when Emma Ruth grabbed the face of a tall, gorgeous stranger, presumably Alex, and prepared to plant her lips on his. Lizzie saw Dustin muscle his way to the front of the column through the throng of guys lined up to get a kiss.

“Kiss her. Kiss her.” The crowd in the frat house living room chanted. At the last minute, Dustin stepped between them and stuck his hand over Emma Ruth’s mouth to prevent the kiss and pulled her out of the line to kiss her himself.

Robbie laughed. “Sorry, Alex, you only get one twin.”

Emma Ruth and Dustin disappeared into the fold of the party leaving Lizzie alone at the threshold.

“Your turn.” Robby motioned with his bottle of beer. “Kiss Alex or you can’t come in.”

The words “What if I don’t want to come in?” burned on the tip of Lizzie’s tongue, until she glanced at the face of the attractive guy before her. Looming a half a head taller than anyone else in the room, the startled grin complete with dimples shaping his mouth was infectious. Her gaze traveled upward to his simmering chocolate brown eyes and lingered until her heart turned over with a thud.

His tall, dark good looks made her reconsider her previous dislike of kissing. The shape of his full lips, curved in what looked like interested astonishment, enticed her. Besides, his exotic male scent wafting around her made her throw any final caution out the door and in its place the sincere desire to try kissing once again.

The kiss would probably be like all the ones that Lizzie had endured over the course of her lifetime. Uninspired. But something in the determined set of his jaw and his steady gaze made Lizzie take a step closer. She tilted her head back, looking deeply into his eyes…and then the defensive end from the school’s football team plowed into her, propelling her forward into Alex’s arms.

“Hurry up. Kiss him and get out of the way. I’ve got some drinking to do.”

Twisting in Alex’s arms, she shot a glare over her shoulder at the muscle-bound doofus. He winked, smiled and skirted around her to head inside the door.

Several more football jerks entered all at once and Lizzie was shuffled to the side still clutched in the arms of the gorgeous stranger named Alex. The line formed again as another girl came to the door and they were forgotten.

Once they bumped into the wall, he said, “You don’t have to – kiss me – if you don’t want to...” he paused and his gaze went to her lips. Another enticing smile formed and he added, “Perhaps we could get a beverage.” His sultry voice went almost unheard in the ensuing loud kiss-a-thon from the football team now in line to receive their kiss from whichever girl entered the party next.

“Are you pledging this fraternity?” she asked.

He squinted as if processing her words for understanding before answering, “No. I’m a guest. I’m from out of town.”

Ah. An anonymous someone she’d never see again. Lizzie caught sight of Emma Ruth across the room in the arms of her latest unsuitable boyfriend, Dustin. Her sister’s suggestion from earlier to find someone to make out with for the evening rolled around in her head.

Lizzie focused her stare at the masculine Adonis she pressed against and something elusive tingled low in her belly. His scent assaulted her again. He smelled sensational. Earthy. Exotic. Desirable.

Thinking about Emma Ruth, she looked Alex with another fresh perspective. “Sorry you didn’t get to kiss my sister.”

His eyes squinted quizzically. “Who?”

“The girl ahead of me in line.”

His puzzled expression didn’t change.

“The girl you almost kissed right before I came in.” Her exasperation finally elicited a nod of understanding.

“Oh, right. Her.” His lack of enthusiasm over missing out on kissing Emma Ruth ratcheted him up a notch in her estimation. It was the first such reaction from any of the male species regarding her leggy blonde sister.

He gazed into her eyes. “I’d much rather kiss you.”

“Really?”

He grinned displaying his dimples again and Lizzie swore she heard music. Sultry tones meant to seduce. Not taking her eyes from his, she figured the music was coming from the party. She stared, unable to think of anything to say. For the first time since foolishly wanting to kiss Billy Ford in seventh grade, Lizzie wanted to lock lips with someone.

She shoved away her distant and horrible first kiss memory and concentrated on Alex’s sensuous engaging eyes. The lively world around her faded into the background as her pounding heart took center stage.

Something inexplicable came over her. Something carnal. She wanted to kiss Alex. She rarely sought kisses because of the continual disappointment they wrought.

Before the urge receded, Lizzie slipped her arms around his neck and pulled his head closer. She licked her lips quickly, closed her eyes and pressed her mouth to Alex’s before she changed her mind.

Electric sensation zipped across the lower half of her face as the barest of connection transpired between them. Alex groaned into her mouth. The vibration drilled down through the core of her body. Her tongue darted out for a taste.

Alex reacted immediately and crushed her to his chest in a tight embrace. Lizzie pushed her body even closer into his and seconds later a weightless feeling came over her. But apparently that was because she caused Alex to lose his balance when her exuberant embrace knocked him off his feet. The funny thing was the lurch didn’t cause their lips to part at first. Together they stumbled into a half open coat closet door finally jarring their mouths apart to keep their footing.

Lizzie, still awestruck over the sizzling kiss, stared with rapt attention, barely noticing the small walk-in space with coats shoved everywhere. Alex’s gaze scorched a hole through her as they balanced, holding onto each other.

A single bulb burned overhead, shedding scant light down over their loose embrace. Lizzie didn’t care about the dark. Without taking her eyes off Alex, she closed the door. The click of the latch drowned out the sounds of the loud party and cocooned them in low light. The only other sound in the small space was their panting breaths.

Lizzie leaned into his frame, slung her arms around his neck and placed her lips millimeters from his. “Kiss me,” she whispered.

He didn’t hesitate. His mouth lowered to hers again. Lizzie closed her eyes, wishing for one more sizzling rocket ride.

ADULT EXCERPT

He massaged her shoulders and the warmth sent a pulse vibrating down her body. Lizzie slipped her hands around his waist. The fabric of his cotton shirt couldn’t conceal the radiating heat from his skin. She slipped her hands underneath his shirt to brush along his spine and the tips of her fingers buzzed.

“I want you to make love to me, Alex. Even if you’re returning to your country soon. If this is my only opportunity, then I’m taking it.”

“I don’t want you to feel taken advantage of once I’m gone.” His fingertips brushed her face. However, Lizzie knew for a fact he could bring her to orgasm with just a kiss as he’d just demonstrated against the inside front door of her apartment. Sex with him would probably ignite a fire. She couldn’t wait.

“I promise I won’t be. Just kissing you is unbelievably erotic. Please make love to me, Alex.” She slid a hand down and caressed his stiff cock through his jeans to persuade him. He sucked in a breath and pushed his forehead to hers.

His eyes slid shut and he groaned. “Believe me I want to, but it would surely be against the rules I’ve promised to follow.”

“What rules?”

“Your brother—“”

“Stop right there. I don’t care what my brother said. I decide, not him.” Lizzie cupped his face and pulled his lips to within a breath of hers. “Besides, I can’t resist you.” She vowed to remember every touch, stroke and caress, but it was the kissing that she craved.

Alex pulled away long enough to murmur, “It seems I can’t resist you either.”

Lizzie slid her lips from his cheek to his mouth and licked the corner before planting them securely for another vibrant carnal kiss. The ripping electrical feeling resumed and a few seconds later his tongue invaded her mouth with sweeping alacrity.

The mere touch of his lips regardless of how light the caress inflamed her desire. Moisture accumulated between her legs until she was certain her panties wouldn’t be able to hold any more.

Moaning loudly, Lizzie slipped her hand down his pants to caress his cock. He jumped when she closed her fingers around the shaft and broke the kiss which was sincerely about to send her over the edge. She pulled his pants and boxers off in one motion releasing his cock as he pulled his shirt off and flung it to the side. She pushed him to the bed and climbed on top of him.

“Lizzie, wait. Let me touch you. The massage, remember?”

“Right. Massage. Okay.” She heaved a deep sigh, rolled to her back and tried to calm down. Alex, resting on one elbow, snuggled along side of her in the center of her bed and ran his free hand from her collarbone to her belly.

“Turn over onto your stomach.”

Lizzie grinned. “Why don’t you start on this side?”

He sent his hand to one breast, cupping the flesh as one finger brushed over the nipple. “Like right here.”

“Yes. Exactly.”

“I’ll save that for last. Turn over.”

Lizzie groaned and complied. Alex positioned himself over her, put his hands on her shoulders, rubbing gently and squeezing out any tension along her neck and upper back. 

What seemed like hours later, and only after he’d massaged her from neck to ankles, twice, did he pause. She tried to roll to her back, but he stopped her.

“I’m not done yet. Turn back over.”

“What’s left? I promise that was the most exhilarating backrub in the history of backrubs that I’ve ever experienced.” She was so wet and ready, she didn’t think she could take much more.

“I’m glad.” Alex leaned over and kissed the center of her back. “But now I plan to kiss every place my hands were.” 

His warm breath proceeded to send a streak of pleasure through her body with each kiss along her shoulder blades and spine. Lizzie fisted the comforter in each hand and let him continue. When he kissed the backs of her knees, she giggled and twisted on to her back. “That’s it. I officially can’t take any more.”

Alex grinned and came over the top of her on all fours. “That’s unfortunate. I really want to finish this body massage. I’m only half done.”

Lizzie stroked his face. “Please make love to me.”

“At least let me kiss this side.” His eyes pleaded.

She took a deep breath and exhaled. “Hurry.”

He laughed. “Sorry. I have to go at my own pace. It’ll be worth it. I promise.” He leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Lizzie arched off the bed and grabbed his head. Releasing that nipple, he kissed his way to the other and licked the extended tip once before clamping his warm mouth over the center of her breast. He sucked at the other even more sensitive nipple

Alternating his lips between each breast, he sucked on each peak reverently. Her inner muscles clenched and a gush of moisture coated her lower lips. As if sensing her reaction, Alex brushed a hand down her body, slipped his fingers between her legs and rubbed her clit. A wave of pleasure streaked from nipple to nub in an instant. Lizzie arched off the bed again and screamed as the glorious climax took her by surprise. Alex sent two fingers inside her body as the orgasm clamped down on them.

“Ohmigod, Alex.” Lizzie panted and tried to catch her breath. “That was unbelievable.”  She grabbed his cock and rubbed her hand down the length. “I want you inside of me.”