by Emma Hart
He thrust into me, picking up his speed with each stroke of his cock. I trembled everywhere, yet I couldn’t relinquish my grip on him. I needed to keep hold of him to ground me as he moved, drawing my pleasure closer to the surface with each jerk of his hips.
Over and over he did it, pushing me further to the brink and dragging himself there, too.
Until it was too much.
And I couldn’t hold on any longer.
My whole body tightened, going rigid. I cried out, right as Preston groaned, burying himself deep inside me. His breath was hot as he dropped his head to my shoulder, his exhale dancing over my collarbone.
I sagged, finally relaxed, and dropped my hand behind me to hold me up.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he breathed, loosening his hold on me.
I laughed, exhausted. “That about sums that up.”
“Shit.” He pushed himself up. He met my eyes with shining ones, and the smile that crossed his face flashed for only a second before he kissed me again.
Stepping back, he pulled out of me and reached for one of the clean towels on the side of my coffee table. I motioned with a tired finger for one, too, and he tossed one my way.
“Well, that was fun.” He grinned, cleaning himself off.
I hopped off the counter and stuffed the towel between my legs. “Yeah,” I sighed. “But now I have to disinfect the counter.”
“Doesn’t being an adult suck?”
I glanced back at the counter, then at him. He was standing in the middle of the kitchen, naked except for the towel grasped around his dick and the pants around his ankles.
I smiled. “Eh. It was worth it.”
EPILOGUE – HALLEY
Dick Pics For Everyone
Two Months Later
“Look at it!” Reagan shoved her phone in my direction. “Look!”
“I don’t”—I dodged her enthusiastic shoving—“want to!”
“I’ll look,” Ava said, leaning over. She grabbed the phone and tilted it in her direction. “Not bad. Good size. Length and girth. Probably a good handful.”
Oh, my God.
“You’re in a library!” I hissed. “You can’t go flaunting unwanted dick pics everywhere!”
“This wasn’t unwanted,” Reagan corrected me. “It was accidental. A wrong number dick pic.”
“I don’t care how it came to be in your possession. I don’t want to see it.” I took the book on the top of the stack on the cart and put it back on the shelf where it belonged. “Did you tell him he’d sent it to the wrong person?”
“Yes. I told him he got the wrong number, but he had a pretty nice dick, so it was okay.” She finally put her phone away and followed me.
“There’s no such thing as a nice dick,” I replied. “They’re all ugly. Even your brother’s.”
“La la la la la!” She put her fingers in her ears.
Ava snorted. “She had that coming.”
I nodded sharply. “I don’t get it. You don’t know the guy. He apologized, right?”
Reagan clicked her tongue. “Yep. I told him it was fine.”
“Reagan, that is not the correct response to a dick pic. Preston sent me one last week, and I told him to fuck off.” I put another book on the shelf and tidied a couple that were out of order. “Nobody likes dick pics.”
“You’re forgetting who you’re talking to,” Ava said. “Didn’t you once ask for a dick pic when you were on that dating app?”
“Yeah, but they banned me.” Reagan paused. “To be honest, I asked because he looked like he had a small one, and those guys can be deceiving. Plus, this guy is really nice.”
“You’re still texting him?”
“Yeah. He thanked me for being cool about it because most girls wouldn’t be. I told him how to get a better angle and asked why he was sending it.”
“Oh, hell,” Ava muttered.
I didn’t know what to say to that. That could only happen to Reagan. Literally nobody else would ever do those things.
“So are you, like, friends now?” I asked, putting the now-empty cart off to the side.
“No. I have no idea what his name is.” She examined her nails. “I didn’t give him mine, either. No idea what he looks like or who he is.”
I stared at her, and so did Ava.
“I know people think Halley is the weird one here, but you are really quite strange,” Ava said slowly, a furrow forming on her forehead.
“Hey!”
“Yeah, no, she’s right.” I raised my eyebrows. “So what are you going to do? Just keep texting this nameless, faceless, unknown man with the relatively nice dick until…”
“Until I get bored, I guess. That, or I have a one-night stand with him and recognize his cock.” She shrugged. “He’s a nice guy. We actually have a bit in common.”
We took the stairs in single file to avoid the teens heading up to the study area for the weekly chemistry study session.
“Hey,” Ava said brightly when we reached the bottom.
Reagan and I stopped.
“What?” Reagan asked.
“Have you considered that we might know the guy whose penis that is?”
Reagan froze, her eyes going wide as reality sunk in. “No,” she said. “No, no, no, no. I’m not going to believe that. Ava, why would you do that to me?”
She shrugged, but her eyes were full of mischief. “It just occurred to me. I mean, who is he? Is he even legal? Is he young and hot? Or is he the limping janitor at the high school?”
Reagan looked like she was going to throw up.
I laughed and turned around. “I am so glad I didn’t look at that picture.”
“No, no, no,” Reagan muttered. “No!”
I met her eyes. “You’re just gonna have to ask him, aren’t you?”
“Fine. I’ll do it right now. He is not the limping janitor from the high school!” She pulled out her phone and tapped furiously on the screen. “There. Done.”
She showed us the screen and yep. It was there.
REAGAN: By the way, who the hell are you?
Thank you for reading KISS ME NOT! I hope you enjoyed reading Halley and Preston’s story.
If you’re interested in Reagan and her mystery dick pic sender, KISS ME TONIGHT, her story, releases on September 24 and is available for pre-order now! Read on for the blurb.
If you liked Lauren, you can read her story in THE ACCIDENTAL GIRLFRIEND, available now!
KISS ME TONIGHT
What do a wrong number text, a burning building, and a quirky florist have in common?
A hunky firefighter with an extra-large… hosepipe.
In hindsight, I never should have opened that text message. The last thing I needed first thing on a Monday was a picture of some stranger’s, um, eggplant, in my inbox.
I also should have replaced the batteries in my fire alarm, because my Friday night did not need to end with my apartment building going up in flames.
But it’s fine. It’s fine. Everything is fine.
I’m only lying in a hospital bed with more split ends than I’ve ever had, almost all my Earthly possessions have turned to ash, and apparently, they don’t serve wine to patients in this place.
But like I said, it’s fine.
Until he walks in.
The guy who saved my life. My hero. Noah Jacobs.
And the universe is amusing itself at my expense, because the dirty photo I woke up to on Monday?
It’s his.
COMING SEPTEMBER 24th! Pre-order now at www.emmahart.net/kiss-me-series
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Emma Hart is the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of over thirty novels and has been translated into several different languages.
She is a mother, wife, lover of wine, Pink Goddess, and valiant rescuer of wild baby hedgehogs.
Emma prides herself on her realistic, snarky smut, with comebacks that would make a PMS-ing teenage girl proud.
Yes, really. She’s
that sarcastic.
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BOOKS BY EMMA HART
Standalones:
Being Brooke
Catching Carly
Casanova
Mixed Up
Miss Fix-It
Miss Mechanic
The Upside to Being Single
The Hook-Up Experiment
The Dating Experiment
Four Day Fling
Best Served Cold
Tequila Tequila
Catastrophe Queen
The Roommate Agreement
The Accidental Girlfriend
Kiss Me Not
The Vegas Nights series:
Sin
Lust
Stripped series:
Stripped Bare
Stripped Down
The Burke Brothers:
Dirty Secret
Dirty Past
Dirty Lies
Dirty Tricks
Dirty Little Rendezvous
The Holly Woods Files:
Twisted Bond
Tangled Bond
Tethered Bond
Tied Bond
Twirled Bond
Burning Bond
Twined Bond
Tricky Bond
By His Game series:
Blindsided
Sidelined
Intercepted
Call series:
Late Call
Final Call
His Call
Wild series:
Wild Attraction
Wild Temptation
Wild Addiction
Wild: The Complete Series
The Game series:
The Love Game
Playing for Keeps
The Right Moves
Worth the Risk
Memories series:
Never Forget
Always Remember
