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“Auden.Fuck.Auden. I’m going to—” Hot, salty liquid hits the back of my throat before he finishes the sentence. I resist the urge to gag and swallow it before pulling away and lying back on the couch, resuming the same position I was in before that happened. Like it never happened. Except…I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to forget it did.
The only sound is a woman’s voice emanating from the television and Elliot’s heavy breathing. I watch him tuck his cock back into his shorts out of the corner of my eye. His eyes are on me as I reach out, grab his can of soda, and take a swig. I’m not overly concerned about swapping spit with him afterthat.
“Auden.”
“What?”
“I… That…” He doesn’t know what to say.
“We don’t need to talk about it. I don’twantto talk about it, actually.”
He rolls over so he’s hovering above me and caging me against the cushions of the couch. “Whatdoyou want to do, then?” He leans down, ghosting his lips against the line of my jaw. I shiver. “Do you wantmeto touchyou?” His voice lowers to a murmur. “Kiss you?”
I pull in an unsteady breath. “This was a bad idea.”
“What part?”
“All of it.”
He studies me. “Yeah, you’re probably right.” Then he leans down and kisses me. It’s less cautious than the one earlier. This isn’t for anyone else. He’s more certain of my reaction this time, too. I kiss him back just as eagerly, feeling a surge of satisfaction when I feel him start to harden against me again a few minutes later. He may not want a girlfriend, but he wantsme.
Elliot’s hand drifts down my back, over the curve of my ass, and grips the back of my knee. He hooks it over his hip, pulling my body flush with his. His tongue coaxes my lips apart. I let him take the lead, relaxing entirely. He keeps kissing me as his hand creeps back up, resting on my waist before it slides forward, down between my legs.
Holy shit does that feel—
Light floods the living room. “Oh!” I jerk away like I’ve been electrocuted, which places Katherine’s stunned expression directly in front of me. She’s standing just inside the front door, clutching her camera bag as she glances back and forth between me and Elliot.
“Hi, Katherine,” I say. My voice is weak. Meek. “Uh, we were just…” I trail off, because I don’t know how to categorize what we were just doing and I’m also certain she got a pretty clear picture of what we were doing. “This is Elliot. Elliot, this is my Aunt Katherine.”
Elliot stands and straightens. I half-wonder if he’s had experience with this, because he manages to go from kissing to composed a hell of a lot faster than me. “Nice to see you, Ms. Grant.”
“You too, Elliot.”
“I’ll head out, let you two spend some time together.” He leans down to grab the can we never retrieved and sets it on the coffee table. To my complete and utter shock, he kisses my forehead before saying, “I’ll text you tomorrow,” then heading for the door. It opens and shuts a few seconds later.
A small smile plays across Katherine’s lips. “Boyfriend?”
“Uh…it’s complicated.”
She nods. “It usually is.”
“You know Elliot?” He said it was nice to see her, not nice to meet her.
“I did the hockey team’s photos this past season.” Katherine pauses. “That boy has got a lot of pressure on him.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“He asked me about you.”
“I like him,” I admit.
“I got that impression, just now.”
My cheeks flush.
“You have feelings for him,” she surmises.
“Yes. Big feelings.”
