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I race my fingers through his hair. “I want you. I want this. I have for a long time,” I say honestly.
His face softens, and he opens his mouth like he wants to say something. I wait and when no words come, I lift and press my mouth to his. His kisses are soft at first, then they turn hungry, and as soon as I wrap my legs around his back, he positions his cock at my entrance and slides into me. Our groans mingle and I close my eyes against the pleasure, wanting to savor this perfect moment. My life has never been better.
The truth is, I wasn’t in love with my boyfriend. I’m not sure I can love anyone but Josh. It was the betrayal from my now ex, and my now ex best friend that hurt the most, and knowing I’m just not as appealing as the other women on campus.
Right now, I don’t want to think about that. No, I want to think about how we’re moving together, instinctively knowing each other’s bodies. We touch, taste, give and take, and each time he slides into me, I lose a little more of myself in him. I’m so close, but I want to hang on. I don’t want this moment to end. Josh shifts his body, his pelvis pressing hard against my clit with each powered move, and I claw at his back and let go.
He growls into my ear as my cum scorches him through the condom, and he cups my cheeks, drives into me once, and then twice, and throws his head back as he pulses inside me. I moan and revel in each glorious vibration, loving that I could give him this kind of pleasure.
“Josh, I feel you.” Panting, his lips fall over mine, and he kisses me with a tenderness that wraps around my soul and hugs tight.
I am in love with this man. I always have been and I always will be.
He collapses on top of me, pressing me down with his body and he quivers as I lightly trail my fingers over his back. This intimacy, it’s the best thing I’ve ever felt in my entire life. I could stay in Josh’s arms forever.
He lifts his head, and a warm smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. “Hey,” he whispers.
“Hey yourself.”
“That was?—”
The bedroom door flings open, and both Josh and I stiffen at the sight of Liam. He stands still, confusion on his face as his gaze goes between the two of us. Suddenly, the confusion clears and anger moves in to take its place.
His eyes harden, the muscles in his jaw clench. He starts breathing faster, his fingers balling into fists. “What the fuck?” he hollers.
Josh quickly rolls off me, covering me with the bedding before grabbing his boxers and pulling them on. Liam glares at him. “Liam, it’s not what you think?”
I stare at Liam. It’s exactly what he thinks. His best friend and his grown-up sister who can sleep with whoever she wants, just had incredible sex.
“Liam,” I begin. I don’t want him to be upset by this, and he shouldn’t be. Wouldn’t he want me with someone he loved, someone as great as Josh? Then again, I’m probably getting ahead of myself. Was this just one night of sex for him? Was he promising a future, or was I simply crazy for even thinking we might have one?
“Oh, and what do I think?” Liam asks Josh, completely ignoring me.
“It…it was a mistake,” Josh says, his head low.
My gaze jerks to his as he literally pierces my heart with his words. How could he think this was a mistake? I glare at him, wanting him to stand up to my brother, to tell him I’m so much more than a mistake to him. Maybe I’m not, though. Maybe I’m a foolish little girl for thinking Josh could fall for someone like me. Yes, everything in his touch felt real, and true and whispered promises of a future. If that was true, though, he would have spoken up.
Liam takes a threatening step closer. “The mistake was me trusting you.”
Josh rakes a shaky hand through his hair. “Liam?—”
Liam stalks closer into the room, and points at the gaping door. “Get the fuck out, Josh. I never want to see you again.”
3
Josh
Present Day:
* * *
With my duffle bag over my shoulder, I walk past the outdoor pool as the Texas sun sets in the distance. My gaze races over the lounge chairs, and while there are a ton of gorgeous girls all dressed in bikinis here at the Vivaldi hotel in Houston, my stomach is too knotted up to appreciate the beauty. How could I not be a hot bundle of nerves? This is game six in the series playoff, with only two wins against Houston Howlers, and I need to perform. All my focus has to be on fitness, rest and tomorrow’s game, which means no sex for me. Actually, I never had sex during the college series playoffs. Call me superstitious, but I’ve carried that tradition into the MLB, playing for Philadelphia Flashers.
Over in the corner of the pool, I spot a group of girls giggling and flirting with some guy. I look closer, and I’m sure he’s famous, a movie star, or a rock star, I think.
All I want to do is get to my room, have a protein shake and get some rest. Someone calls my name and I turn. Only problem is, my big bag smacks into someone and the next thing I hear is a yelp and a splash.
Oh, shit.
