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She leans down, her soft brunette locks sweeping across my face as her breath tickles my cheek while she whispers in my ear. “I need to be able to protect others, Evan. This is me proving to you I’m strong enough.”
My dick twitches at how close she is, and I know there’s no fucking way she can’t feel it, given how close we are. But she does a fucking great job of pretending she doesn’t, even though I see her breath hitch in that tell-tale way.
“I’ve always known you’re strong enough, Angel. I just don’t want you putting yourself in any more danger than you have to. You are more important than anyone else,” I whisper back.
She gasps at my words and pulls back; her gaze locking with mine. “I’m not,” she stutters.
I shake my head, holding her stare. “Yes, you are. You’re the most important person, and I won’t let you risk your life for anyone else’s.”
“What about you?” Her voice is so low, I barely hear her question.
“What about me?” I repeat, not sure I understand what she’s trying to say.
Her shoulders sag a little, and I realise she’s no longer pinning me down with all her strength. Instead, she’s just straddling me, using her hands to hold herself up. She looks a little defeated, her eyes flicking around like they always do when she’s shy.
“What if I want to know how to protect you? How to keep you safe? You’re important too.”
My heart literally stops beating. My breath hitches as her words echo around my mind.
A long time ago, I knew this was how she felt. My angel used to tell me all the time that I mattered. She tried to get me to fight for more, fight for a future I didn’t think I deserved. But ten years ago, when she broke my heart and left me, I stopped thinking I was worth more. Why should I believe in myself when the one person who always believed in me didn’t any more?
Yet, after all these years, even after everything she put us both through, she still thinks I’m important. I don’t know what the hell to do with that knowledge.
Silence fills the air, and we just stare at each other, neither wanting to be the one to speak first. I know it has to be me.
“I would never want you to risk your life for me. If you got hurt trying to save me, I’d never forgive myself.”
The words come straight from my heart, and it physically hurts me to say them. I hate being this vulnerable around her.
Teigan shuffles on top of me, clearly uncomfortable with the fierceness of my voice. Yet, as she moves, all she manages to do is grind her barely covered pussy against my hard cock in just the right way, that it pulls matching groans from us both.
Not able to take the feeling of her hot body writhing on top of me, I quickly grab hold of her hips and roll her. The movement is so quick, before she can finish squealing, she’s laying on her back as I pin her to the ground with my body.
I thought this would be better than having her grinding on my cock, but now my body is stretched out over hers, and I can feel all of her. She opens her legs for me to slot in between, like I was made to be there. Her nipples harden beneath the fabric of her top as they rub against my chest.
We’re so close, our breaths are intermingling, and I’m surrounded by everything that is Teigan.
Her breath is coming out in short pants, and I can feel her heart beating out of her chest. Her grey eyes are molten as she stares at me, lust blowing her pupils. She pulls her lower lip between her teeth as a small moan slips free.
Her lips are right next to mine. So close I’d barely have to move to kiss her, to taste her. All rational thought flies out the window. I know all the reasons to not kiss her. I know this will open a massive fucking can of worms, that I might never be able to come back from, but I can’t seem to find it in myself to give a shit.
“I didn’t think it was possible, but you’re even more beautiful now than you were when we were kids, Angel,” I whisper into her ear, loving the way a shiver ripples down her spine as my breath tickles her cheek.
Her breath stutters, and she lets out a sigh. Slowly, she lifts her head, closing the already miniscule gap between us. Her sweet scent envelopes me, and my mouth waters at the thought that I’m finally going to kiss my angel again.
“EVAN! TEIGAN! Where are you?!”
Bree’s loud voice echoes around the house, and without thinking, I spring to my feet. Tee jumps up too, her eyes as wide and shocked as mine.
“GUYS?” Bree shouts again, followed by the sound of her running up the stairs.
Both of us take one look at each other, our chests rising and falling as we both try to claw back some semblance of calm, pushing away the lust that was trying to take over. The further away from Tee I get, the more the mist starts to clear, and I begin thinking clearly.
“In the gym,” I shout back to Bree, trying to keep my voice as even as possible.
I take a look at Teigan and myself in the mirror. I’m sure to Bree we will look like two people who have been doing a workout, but I can see the truth.
Our pupils are blown with lust, darkening both our gazes. Our cheeks wear matching flushed expressions as we both gasp for air.
