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“I said don’t fucking fight it.” He pumps harder, the authority in his voice sending me over the edge. I surrender to him, my stomach clenching as he twirls his tongue around me until I’m practically convulsing. Pleasure zaps through my body like thunder. “That’s it, baby. Let go,” he says, his voice thick with need.
I used to call the nickname baby cheesy, but now that it’s mine and Will is the one giving it to me, I’m keeping it. Withdrawing his fingers, he gives me a second to catch my breath, but I don’t want a second. I want him. All of him. Running on lust, I cross my legs behind his back and guide him closer. If we weren’t breathing so heavily, he’d definitely hear my pounding heart right now. He kisses me. Long and slow. But… his lips on mine aren’t all that I feel. He’s at my entrance, bare and hard.
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
This is wrong.
So wrong.
I dig the heels of my feet into his back without thinking. He inches himself deeper and deeper. Then, just as he’s about to take the final step…
He stops.
His eyes snap open like he’s just come out of a trance. So many emotions fill his gaze: panic, regret, fear. All the emotions you don’t want to see in a guy’s eyes when he’s nearly inside you.
“What the fuck am I doing?” He blinks repeatedly.
I was wrong.
This.
This is the part where he runs.
“We’re… This…” He can’t bring himself to speak, moving off me and finding his boxers on the bed. He throws his clothes back on in a heartbeat, covering his face with his hand, on the verge of a breakdown.
“Will.” I falter.
“Do you… Do you realize how fucked-up this is?” he rambles, out of his mind. “We… I just… I almost had sex with my best friend’s sister on his bed. His fucking bed, Kass!”
It hits me twice as hard as it did him.
He’s right.
We are on my brother’s bed.
The truth sinks into me like a rock. This is Kendrick’s bedroom. How could I do something like this? For that one, blissful second, we forgot about the world. Forgot where we were, who we were. All that mattered was this.
Us.
And this moment.
“I have to get out of here.” He runs a nervous hand through his hair, heading for the door.
“Will!”
Truth is, I have no idea what to say. Maybe because he’s right. Maybe we can never be more than this.
Seconds before he’s out the door, he halts, shooting me a look full of regrets that makes my heart bleed.
“You were right to stay away from me” is the last thing he says before leaving me half-naked on my brother’s bed.
Will
The chanting of the crowd echoing in my head, I march into the ring with perfectly rehearsed, automatic steps. Adrenaline pervades my being, seeping through every bone, every nerve ending in my body.
