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“Oh no, I don’t like that look,” he says around a half-smile. “Is this the part where you tell me this was all a big mistake and that you’ll go ba
ck to ignoring me on Monday?”
“I... honestly, I don’t—” It comes out quiet.
His expressions falls. “It could be worse, I guess.”
“This, us,” I reply, “it’s complicated.”
“You think I don’t know that? I dragged you from the party to talk. I didn’t expect... this.”
My brow lifts. “And you think I did?”
But it’s done now. We can’t take it back, and even if we could, I’m not sure I want to.
“Oh shit, K, your neck.” Conner brushes the hair off my shoulder. “I didn’t realize I was—”
“Relax.” I brush his hand away. “I’m fine.” Besides, the hickey is nothing compared to the scratches I can feel on my back and the bruises coming on my hips.
“I was too rough.” Conner’s eyes glitter with concern.
“I’m fine, I promise.”
Relief settles over him. “Come on,” he offers me his hand, “let’s get back to the car before someone finds us out here.”
I take it, reveling in the way his skin feels against mine. It shouldn’t feel so good, none of this should. But it does.
For as much as I don’t want to admit it, it feels like coming home.
Chapter Fourteen
Conner
The second we're in the car, I slam it into drive and reach for her hand again. I need it. I need the connection so fucking badly.
I want to say I regret what happened in those woods, but I can't. It felt too good.
Kissing her, feeling her body tremble beneath my hands, sinking so deep inside her... I shift in my seat as my cock swells once again.
I clear my throat in an attempt to cover up my uncomfortable situation, but it does the opposite and turns her eyes directly on to me.
"Issue?" she asks, almost shyly, which doesn't help.
"Yeah," I snap, feigning anger. "I can still fucking taste you. It's driving me crazy."
"Oh," she breathes.
Coming to stop at an intersection, I release the wheel and tug my jeans down a little to relieve the pressure, refusing to release her small hand that's clamped in my other. I'm not letting her run again. Our time isn't over yet.
She giggles beside me, and when I turn to look at her, I find the most incredible sight. Her smile.
"I'm glad you find this amusing."
She shrugs. "You've only got yourself to blame."
"How'd you figure that? I didn't make you come out dressed like that."
"No, but you kissed Aimee. You think I wanted to be grinding up against Aaron?" She slams her lips shut the second she realizes she just said those words out loud. "Shit."
