Accident

At the touch of Ryan’s lips against hers, Becca felt as though her body had been charged with electricity. She had forgotten how succulent his lips were and how much of a good kisser he was, and now, she couldn’t stop kissing him. She knew that she should stop, that any of the kids could wander in at that very moment, but she could not for the life of her bring herself to stop him, not even when his hands left her face and trailed down to her neck and beyond.

Ryan moaned into her mouth and changed angle, kissing her even more thoroughly, until Becca was sure that she would explode. She ran her hands over his muscled back, enjoying the hardness of his body underneath his shirt and reveling in the feeling of his warmth. They must have remained there just kissing and touching each other for ten minutes or more when the sound of excited giggles caused both of them to fly apart as though they were kids whose hands had been caught in the candy jar. She was backing the door, so she could not