Page 50 of Indebted

He rolled his hips and I shuddered in his arms. “Come over, Katie. I want to taste every inch of your body. I want to make love to you properly. I want to hear you screaming my name. I don’t want you to hold back. I want to take you again and again until you can’t walk straight. Until I’m all you feel for days to come.”

God, so dirty and yet, that’s all I wanted too.

“Justin…”

“Think about it.” He kissed me. Quick and rough. “Please.”

“You, what?”

I winced at Zoe’s voice screeching through my phone. I knew opening up to her would be a bad idea.

I hadn’t even told her the worst part.

That I’d somehow fallen in love with Justin. I squeezed my eyes shut. God, everything had turned to shit.

I paced my room. It’d been less than 24 hours since Justin had taken my virginity and now I felt restless without him.

I’d turned into one of those girls I swore never to become. Clingy.

“I slept with him, Zoe,” I hissed through the phone not wanting the entire household to hear me explaining that I’d banged my stepfather.

“How was he?”

“I’m not answering that.”

“Oh, come on, he’s like a sexy dream come true and you’re not going to tell me anything?”

I battled with myself for all of five seconds. “I can still feel him between my legs,” I admitted, heat rushing to my cheeks.

The line went quiet.

“Zoe?”

“You lucky bitch. Oh my god. Katie, this is huge. So now what?”

“Why do you think I’m calling you! He asked me to come over this Saturday.”

“Like a date?”

I tugged on my hair, restless. “I don’t know, yes? No? He didn’t say date, only that he…” I dropped my voice again. “Wanted to taste every inch of me.”

A low whistle came from the other end of my phone. “I repeat. Lucky. Bitch.”

The hope I’d kept locked deep inside started to unfurl in my chest. I grinned.

“You’re serious about him, aren’t you?” Zoe’s words wiped the smile off my face.

“Why do you ask?”

“Are you kidding me? You’ve never been this into a guy before. You had sex with him. You trusted him, Katie. You’ve never let anyone in that far before. He’s the one for you, isn’t he?”

My hand landed on my stomach, where it was knotting inside. “What if he doesn’t want me, Zoe? Why is this time different? What if this is only a fling to him?”

And here I’d given him my heart on a silver platter, ready for him to step all over it.

I started to hyperventilate.

“Katie,” Zoe’s firm voice brought me back. “Listen to me. You let him in for a reason. For once, trust yourself, and him. I know you don’t want to, but ask him about all those years ago. It’s the only way you’ll get answers. You deserve to be happy, now go get your happiness.”