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Lilly giggles at my haste. "Slow down, big guy. I’m not going anywhere."
Turning, I lower her as gently as I can with the raging boner trying to break through my pants. My jeans need to go. Fast. As soon as her feet hit the floor, I walk her back against the door and nuzzle my nose in her neck. My hands find her hips, and I squeeze. My body buzzes as if I just chugged several energy drinks. Having my fingers on her after being apart for days, I have to force myself to slow down.
A sigh escapes her, and my tongue darts out, licking the skin underneath her ear. Lilly fists her fingers into my shirt just as mine make their way into the back of her pants.
Fuck, it feels so good having her back in my arms.
She moves her hands up, leaving a tingling sensation in their wake. She cups my face between both and guides it to hers. Immediately diving in, her lips part, and her warm tongue meets mine. She tastes like bergamot and orange, a flavor that’s all Lilly, and I never thought it would have the ability to drive me crazy, wanting to strip her then and there. Her arms intertwine behind my neck, and she hikes up one leg. Taking that as an invitation, I grab her under her ass, and she wraps both legs around me again. Grinding myself against her core, Lilly nips at my bottom lip, and all bets are off. I need her out of those clothes. Hell, I need to get out of mine. I pull her away from the door and carry her over to the queen bed where I let us both drop on the mattress.
"You don’t get to do that and not pay the price." I smirk down at her.
Her eyes widen in mock horror before a devilish grin spreads across her features. "I’m good for the money," Lilly declares in a sultry tone that makes my dick even harder—if that’s possible.
Without another word, I clasp the hem of her top as she grasps for my belt buckle. Within less than a minute, the only barriers left are my briefs—which will probably have a hole in them soon with the way I’m tenting—and Lilly’s white lace boy shorts with matching bra. I would stare at her splayed out like that all day if I didn’t have a major blood-flow issue in my lower half to alleviate.
I don’t break eye contact as I lower my face to the swell of her breast. Bringing my lips to her soft skin, moisture floods my mouth, and I lick her above the hem of her bra. Lilly’s breathing becomes more labored, and she arches into the touch. "God, yes."
With my mouth already on her, I let the hand that’s not holding me up explore other parts of her body.
A moan escapes her, and she reaches for my dick.
I pull back slightly. "Let’s make sure the underwear stays on, ‘kay?"
"Wha—? Why?" She’s truly confused, and the wrinkle between her brow makes me chuckle.
"I refuse to have our first time in one of the Kellers’ spare bedrooms, babe. Believe me, I want you." I glance between us where she cups me. "As you can see. And feel." I drop my forehead to hers. "But not here."
Disappointment is visible on her face, but she nods in agreement. "Okay."
We spend the rest of Saturday holed up in the room until Wes bangs against the door. "Get your horny asses downstairs. We ordered pizza."
My face is currently nuzzled into the crook of Lilly’s neck with one hand palming her breast, pinching her nipple, while she, in return, clutches my biceps, arching up to give me better access—her bra came off a while ago. We both groan in frustration, but we’ve been in our bubble for the last, uh...I peer at the clock on the nightstand...six hours, and I know we’re shit friends if we remain up here any longer. Not thatIcare, but Lilly does.
Trudging into the kitchen ten minutes later, we find two big boxes of steaming pizza on the white marble island that could seat an entire football team. Lilly’s hand is securely in mine, and no one seems to think that it’s weird anymore.
I grin at our friends. "Is it safe to say that Wes lost a bet, and that’s whyhecame to get us?"
Denielle is getting plates out of the cabinet and smirks. "Of course. He sucks at rock, paper, scissors."
"You cheat!" Wes now hollers from somewhere in the back hallway.
"Do not," Den growls.
Lilly eases away from me and walks over to her best friend. Denielle puts the plates on the island and turns to my girl, who wraps her arms around her and says, "Thank you."
I swear I can see Denielle’s cool exterior crack the tiniest bit as she returns the embrace and mumbles, "Love you, too, babe."
I smile to myself, thinking how all our lives have changed in the last few months, not just Lilly’s. Even though her change is obviously the most dramaticor traumaticone. Denielle and I have never been close. Before I "chose" to walk away from Lilly, it was usually the two of them and me and Wes. We never hung out together. Then, I became the enemy, and Denielle was like a pit bull, protecting Lilly from me—the person who did all this to keep her safe in the first place. Despite the resentment that grew over the years from watching them be so close and me being forced to remain on the outside, Denielle gained my deepest respect for how she cared for Lilly. Now, for the first time, it’s all four of us together, and it feels completely natural. Like it was always supposed to be this way.
The entire weekendis fucking amazing. There is no other way of saying it. Lilly calls Heather at one point, asking to stay at Denielle’s since her parents are gone, and Wes and I simply...stay. We watch movies in Denielle’s parents’ ostentatious twenty-person theater room. Who needs a movie room for that many people? Or a movie room period. We eat more fast food than any of us has in a year, and I spend two nights wrapped in Lilly’s arms. Okay, there was also a lot more making out involved, but we did sleep, too. Some.
By Monday morning, Lilly is like a new person. Her skin is no longer pale, and the circles under her eyes have vanished. She radiates happiness.
My good mood lasts until I get to school.
Walkingdown the senior hallway with Wes by my side, I pay no attention until Kat steps right in front of me.
"Rhys," she purrs.
