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“And risk getting caught sneaking into your room every night when your brother already suspects something…”
“I didn’t take you for a coward.”
The venom in my voice shocks us both. I get it, I do. But I can’t accept it. At least, my heart won’t. Some part of me wants Reese to fight for me. It wants him to choose me.
He lets out a heavy sigh, his mouth so close to mine I have to fight the urge to kiss him.
“I’m trying to play this the right way.”
“Trying to protect yourself, you mean.”
“What do you want from me, Olivia?” His eyes dance with uncertainty as he watches me. I begin to fold under his gaze, trying to press myself into the wall. Because I can’t admit it—I can’t tell him the truth.
Not yet.
“How’s Darcie?” I snarl, hating how jealous I sound.
His lip curves. “You think I want to go on a fucking double date with your brother, Misty, and her? Trust me, I don’t.”
“Could have fooled me. I know, why don’t I come too? I could ask Ben. He seemed like a nice guy. We could all—”
Reese’s hand snaps out, collaring my throat. “Go anywhere near that prick and I’ll—”
“You’ll what?”
“You know, it’s funny, you seem to have forgotten who this pussy belongs to.” He releases me, dipping his hand between our bodies and cupping me over my skirt and underwear. “This. Is. Mine.”
“Touch Darcie, and this will never be yours again.”
“Bold words for a girl who doesn’t hold any power.”
“I think we both know what power I hold.” I arch a brow, smirking at him.
A beat passes and then we collide, all teeth and tongue.
“Fuck, you drive me crazy.” He kisses me hard. Punishing. Kissing me like he hates me. Like he hates himself for wanting me.
“We can’t,” I cry. “Not here.” Not with half the student population on the other side of the door.
“I’m not letting you walk out of this door without at least one of us coming,” he pants, still kissing me. Still running his lips all over my jaw, my neck, and collarbone.
Pushing him away slightly, I gaze up at him. “Then I guess that one of us is you.”
“Olivia, what—”
I sink to my knees, grasping at his trousers. Reese’s hands slide into my hair. “I wanted to feel you,” he complains.
“Break off the date with Darcie and you can.”
“I can’t— fuck,” he breathes as I wrap my tongue around the tip of his dick and suck.
“Fuck, that feels good.”
I take him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks so he can go deep. Reese thrusts a little, pushing my boundaries. Pushing me. But I take it. I take it all, because I need him to know I can handle this. Him.
Us.
He doesn’t need to turn to girls like Darcie or her shallow, vain friends. Not when I can give him exactly what he needs.
