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“Everett…” I can’t stop the giggle from escaping my lips as his mouth trails kisses up and down my neck.
“What?” he mumbles against my skin, and I feel his teeth grazing my pulse point that’s flickering with desire in my neck.
I pull back slightly and look around the private study room he all but insisted on us getting. Now I see why. The small study space is no bigger than my bedroom and Everett has basically been on top of me since we walked in. “Didn’t I say I needed to study? And aren’t we taking things slow?”
“We are! If we weren’t, my mouth would be on your pussy and not your neck.” He tugs my hair slightly and my sex clenches.
Fuck. Pull my hair again.
“Everett…” I turn my face to look at him and my nose grazes his lip gently. I run my tongue over my bottom lip and his hands are on my face instantly, running his thumb over the trail my tongue made.
“I missed you so much.” His voice is hoarse and low and it speaks to me on the most primal level. It washes over me like a warm summer rain. Seductive and erotic and making my skin tingle.
Holy shit, is he seducing me?
Whatever he’s doing, I want it. I want his lips on mine. I wanted his body rubbing against mine. I wanted every bit of him he’s offering up to me on a silver platter.
My eyes trace over his features and land on his lips. “Kiss me.”
His lips turn up slightly before he presses his mouth to mine. His tongue slides into my mouth and just like that, I’m home. He tastes familiar. Like comfort. Like home.
He’ll always be home.
The first two weeks of freshman year, I was so homesick. I missed my parents and my bed and my cat. I even missed my annoying little brother. All I wanted was to curl up in my mom’s arms. If it hadn’t been for Everett basically rocking me to sleep every night, I would have been on the first flight back to Arizona.
Everett is my security blanket. He’s always made me feel safe and protected. Ever since I was nine years old.
Why am I fighting the thought that he could be more?
He pulls back and cocks his head to the side. “I can hear you thinking.”
“No, you can’t.”
“You forget we practically share a brain.”
“Oh really? Then what am I thinking now? And more importantly, why am I not doing better in stats?” I raise an eyebrow at him and he shakes his head.
“You’re thinking…why did I say we should take things slow? And why did this asshole put on gray sweatpants? Little slut.”
My mouth drops open at his perfect impersonation of me. “I…why are you in gray sweatpants?” My eyes drop to his crotch on their own and then back up to his eyes that seem to be answering my question all on their own.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about?” He smiles and I turn back to my textbook.
“Don’t touch me, you’re trying to break me, and I am trying to be strong.”
I meant it as a joke, and I assumed he’d say something snarky in response, but the silence washes over the room instantly. I turn my gaze towards him, and his blue eyes are sad and full of shame and regret. “I would never try to break you. I know I fucked up and—”
“Wait wait wait, I was kidding! That’s not where I was going with that! Weren’t we just making out?” I lean forward to continue, and he pulls away and shakes his head much to my surprise.
“I know…I just…you asked me not to break you and then I did, so I guess that word just… triggered me a little.”
“Oh.” I let out a small puff of air before turning back to my book. “Sorry.”
He grabs my hand and pulls it into his, pressing a small kiss to the skin. I take a second to grasp his clean shaven jaw. He rarely sports any facial hair, and he’s asked me literally a million times over the years if I think he looks hotter with a beard. I always thought he was just being vain, but maybe he just wanted to look good for me. He wanted me to find him attractive. The thought hits me like a ton of bricks as I look over the man that I believed could get any girl he wanted.
But all this time he’s only wanted me.
“Leighton.” My eyes dart up from his jaw to meet his and I’m captivated by their color as I move into his lap to straddle him. I slide my hands up his chest to his shoulders and grind my pelvis down on him. His thick cock jerks underneath me and he stills my hips. “Is this taking it slow?” He tightens his grip and I shiver under the delicious pain shooting through me.
