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So what if I’ve secretly been crushing on him for years? Or that he’s sexy, tempting, smells like heaven, and makes my girly parts twitch? He’s also sweet, caring, and everything I’d want in a man… if I wanted one.
Which I don’t.
Falling in love is the last thing I want right now. I’m not even sure I believe in love anymore. It leads to heartbreak and that’s an emotional rollercoaster I’m not interested in riding.
All my friends might be coupled up and deliriously happy, but that doesn’t mean I want what they have. Happily ever after is not in the cards for me.
No, I’m not jealous.
I keep telling myself that, not that I believe my own lies.
Which makes the next few months the biggest challenge of my life. Spending hours alone with him, working side-by-side late into the night, keeping my hormones in check when I get a whiff of his intoxicating scent…
I can handle this. I’ll just repress my feelings the same way I have been since the moment we met. Masked by a fake smile and practiced deep breathing.
How hard can it be?
When he starts making promises, it becomes harder than I could have ever imagined. Because I want him to keep those promises even though I know he won’t be able to. I won’t let him.
It’s the only way to keep myself from falling in love with him. Because if I do, I may never recover.
PIPER
I'mon the verge of an orgasm, my second of the night. He's begging me to let go, to give him what he wants, but I refuse. I'm not ready. The second I do... it's over. And I never want it to end.
"Piper," he groans, thrusting deeper. "Come on."
Shaking my head, I squeeze my eyes tighter and focus on maintaining control. My breathing is labored, a huff leaving my lugs with every thrust. My legs are shaking as I attempt to keep my ankles locked behind his back. To keep him as close as possible. To stay connected to him.
When I feel his breath fan across the shell of my ear, I let out a soft moan, the intensity of the moment heightened. He knows exactly what he's doing to me. He knows how to tip the scales in his favor. To send me spiraling over the edge.
"Come for me, pretty girl," he growls in my ear as he increases his pace, rotating his hips so he hits me in the perfect spot. The one that he knows will give him what he wants.
One. Two. Three thrusts and I can't hold back any longer. My body begins convulsing beneath him and I open my mouth to scream when I hear two loud bangs on my bedroom door.
"Piper!" Alexis' voice sounds far away, but the knocking is close. "Piper!"
My body is still quivering when my eyes pop open, taking in the darkness that surrounds me. I'm alone. In my bed.
It was only a dream.
The same one I had last night and twice last week, yet it seems so real. My skin is coated in a sheen of sweat. My heart is beating as if I've just run a marathon.
But the worst part... I'm still on the verge of having an orgasm.
That's how real it felt.
Once my eyes adjust to the room, I push myself up, sitting against my headboard, and call out for her to enter. She cracks the door open, letting in a stream of light that casts her in shadow but practically blinds me.
"What's up?" I ask, attempting to sound as natural as possible.
"You were screaming and-"
"Bad dream," I quickly state, rubbing my eyes with the heels of my palms.
I don't tell her that if she'd been here last night, she would have heard the same thing. That I may have even been louder considering no one woke me up before I climaxed. Or that the only reason I knew I was screaming last night as well was because the sounds of my own pleasure are what woke me.
"Wanna talk about it?" she offers, relaxing against the door jam. Her face is hidden so I can't see the concern in her features that I hear laced in her voice.
