“Do you want to go?” I tilted my head to the side.
“No.” She shook her head back and forth. “I’m not going anywhere—yet.”
I continued kissing her and she backed up until her legs were against the bed. I pushed her down against the mattress and climbed on top of her. Everything inside of me begged to forget that we weren’t alone and to throw the rules we were supposed to be following out the window. Her friend Lola did that with the guy she got matched with—I had no doubt in my mind that Chloe wanted to do the same thing. My hands slid underneath her shirt as my lips smeared the color of Chloe’s lips and traveled down to her neck.
“I want you.” Chloe moaned and her back arched.
“I want you too.” I exhaled sharply and pulled back. “But we can’t—definitely not tonight.”
“It doesn’t have to be sex, right?” She slid her hand down abdomen and squeezed my cock through my pants. “It could just be a little touching—we could stop before we finished.”
“That would be worse than getting dirty pictures from you.” I grimaced and hated to have to push her hand away when I craved her touch so much.
“You’re right.” She sighed and nodded. “I’m not sure I could stop anyway.”
We continued kissing and making out for nearly an hour before she decided that it was time to go. It was a damn good thing too, because I was creating every barrier I could put up in my mind, but my lust was just shattering them like they were made of cardboard.
“You know I’m going to do dirty things to myself when I get home, right?” Chloe looked up at me once we were outside.
“Are you going to send me pictures.” I put my hands on her hips.
“Probably.” She grinned and winked at me.
I walked back inside after we kissed one last time. As soon as I got to my room and stretched out on the bed, I could smell her perfume lingering in the air. I started to wonder if any of the couples on the wall atWhat the Heart Wantsmade it to the three month mark before they were intimate. There was a time when it was common to wait, but it felt almost unnatural. Chloe had me tied in a knot of lust and desire while my heart tried desperately to keep me on the right path—but was it the right path? I had questioned it so many times, but I was running out of sensible things to throw back at the voice in my head telling me to just go for it.
At least I can battle that demon on my own now that she’s gone.
