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Instead of answering her, I slam my lips back on hers and lift her up. Her arms and legs wrap around me, and I carry us back to my bedroom.

I realize I’m damning my friendship with Sawyer. If he ever found out what I’m about to do with his sister, he’d kill me. But honestly, it feels like it’s worth it. This thing with Willow feels more important than my friendship with Sawyer, as shitty as that sounds.

But this is one night. One night and he never has to know because nothing can happen beyond tonight.

I kick my bedroom door shut. Then I set Willow down on the edge of my bed.

She looks up at me with those pleading green eyes, and I know I have no choice.

“One night.”

CHAPTER 23

Willow

I can’t believe this is finally happening.

Beck is looking at me like he needs me, and honestly I need him just as bad. I stand from his bed and pull my top off before throwing it on his bedroom floor. I reach around and unhook my bra, tossing it on top of my shirt.

I know Beck is nervous about crossing this line with me, but I also know he wants it. So, if I have to take the lead to get this started, I will.

“Your turn,” I say, nodding to his shirt.

It seems to pull him out of his thoughts. He smirks and reaches behind him to pull his shirt over his shoulders. I’ve seen Beck shirtless before, but seeing his bare chest in a bedroom where I know what’s about to happen makes this feel way more intimate.

I move to start unbuttoning my shorts, but he stops me. “Let me do that.”

I drop my hands and wait for him to close the space between us. He doesn’t take his eyes away from mine as his trembling hands unbutton my shorts and slide them down my legs, underwear included. I shiver as his fingertips lightly trail up my bare leg.

“You’re sure about this?” he asks me, his voice deeper than usual.

“Yes. Are you?”

“Not at all. But that’s not gonna stop me.”

He leans in and kisses me, cupping the back of my neck to bring me closer. I fumble with his belt and the button on his jeans. I want him naked, and I can’t wait one more second.

It takes a little effort to get his jeans down over his hips and ass, but then he’s standing in front of me completely naked, and it takes my breath away. This is actually happening.

His free hand moves down my body, between my legs. I’m embarrassingly wet. He smiles against my lips as he runs his finger through it.

He slowly inserts his finger inside me, and I arch into him. It feels so good to have him finally touching me where I’ve been craving. He pumps his finger in and out a few times before he adds a second.

“Your cunt is so tight, baby. You’re gonna have to relax if you want to get my cock in here.”

“I know,” I say, exhaling. “I’m just nervous. This doesn’t feel real.”

“It’s real, baby. It’s the realest thing I’ve ever felt. I’m afraid you’re going to ruin me.”

I hope I do ruin him. I hope I’m always on his mind even after I leave. It’s selfish of me, but I want to be the one he’s always thinking of because I know he’s going to be the one I’m thinking of.

He curls his fingers up, making my knees buckle.

He lets out a quiet chuckle and removes his finger.

“No,” I whine.

“Lay down, baby. I’m hungry.”