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Trying not to think about what is to come, I break our kiss and pull back, staring at her flushed face as she tries to catch her breath. Her eyes are filled with desire as she stares at me and licks her lips. Ever so slowly, Emree’s hands slide down my chest to the bottom of my shirt and she runs her palms along my stomach, making my muscles tighten. As she holds eye contact with me, she grips my shirt and brings it up and over my head.
“You are so damn sexy,” she purrs as she glides her fingers along my chest and up over my shoulders. “I don’t think I’ll ever get over how perfect your body is.” Leaning forward, she kisses my right pec and then my left as she reaches for the waistband of my sweatpants.
Reaching behind her back with one hand while I cup her face with the other, I unclip her bra. Emree gives me a wicked smile as it slides down her arms, leaving her bare and beautiful from the waist up. She stands there, half-naked and not shy, in front of me. Sticking her thumbs into the waistband of her leggings, she brings them down to her ankles and kicks them away. Her lace underwear is the only thing covering her body.
Palming both of her bare breasts, I kiss her as she runs her hands through my short hair, tugging on the strands. She moans into my mouth, and that sets me off. Wrapping my hands around the outside of her thighs, I lift her and she wraps those beautiful legs around my waist. Walking across the room, I drop her onto the bed. She throws her arms above her head and stares up at me. Slowly, I glide my hands up her legs until I reach her underwear and begin dragging them down. After tossing the last piece of fabric covering her body, Emree lies on the bed, completely naked. Her long hair is fanned out and her glowing, smooth skin is a complete contrast to the white comforter with her new tan.
She bites her lip as she stares up at me. “You have me at a bit of a disadvantage here.” One of her legs lifts and she rubs her calf against my hip.
Smirking down at her, I massage the leg that is hooked around me before letting it drop and pulling my sweats down, dragging my boxer briefs along with them. “This better?” I ask now that I’m standing completely naked.
She licks her lips as she takes me in and focuses on my painful erection. “Much. Now get down here and kiss me.”
Not wanting to keep her waiting, I wrap my arm around her waist and lift Emree into the center of the bed so I can rest in between her waiting legs. She moans when our mouths connect, running her nails down my back. As our tongues mingle together, exploring each other’s mouths, my hands run along the soft curves of her waist and hips. When we first started hooking up, I was worried my calloused hands were hurting her because of how smooth her skin was, but she said the rough feeling turned her on more.
Emree hooks her leg over my hip, bringing me closer. “Enough foreplay. I need you, Conrad,” she whispers in my ear.
Using all my willpower, I push away from her and go to my suitcase to grab a condom from the box I brought. We made a nice dent in the brand-new box over the week we’ve been here, and I smile thinking about all the different ways I took her in this very room.
Once I rip the foiled package with my teeth and have myself suited up, I’m back between Emree’s waiting legs. Pushing her hair back from her face, I stare into her crystal-blue eyes. Never have I ever felt a connection like this with another woman. So many times, I have come close to saying those three cursed words to Emree, but I stop myself before they can come out. I know she feels the same way, but with how I have treated her in the past, she holds back. Her beauty is unlike anything else out there, and Emree has a heart larger and more full of love than any other person I know. I think that made me fall in love with her. Seeing how good of a friend she is, not only to Blaire but even to my roommates, who have become her friends also, made my heart warm up to her. She is unapologetically herself and loves and cares deeply.
Cupping her face, I make sure she can’t break our eye contact as I slowly push into her. Emree closes her eyes and her mouth falls open the farther I go in.
“Oh god,” she moans.
I lift Emree’s leg high on my hip as I thrust in and out of her, going faster and faster. She throws her hands out to the sides, gripping the comforter as her orgasm approaches. I know she’s close because she begins to hold her breath and squeezes her eyes shut.
“Oh my god, Conrad!” she shouts as she explodes around me. Her hands leave the bed and reach for me. I drop her leg and they fall open on the mattress. She grips my shoulders, holding me close to her. My hips don’t slow as I try to find my own release. After a few thrusts, I come, and my grunts and moans are muffled as I hold her close to me and bury my face in her neck.
As we both lie here, clutching each other and trying to catch our breaths, I know this moment is going to be burned into my brain for the rest of my life. Staring into this woman’s eyes while I make love to her is something we have never done before, but what we just did was more than sex. Maybe it’s because I know this is our last time, or maybe it’s because I have finally admitted to myself my feelings for Emree. Whatever it is, I know tomorrow is going to be harder than anything I have had to do before because I am not only going to crush the first woman I have fallen in love with, but I know this is going to be difficult for me to recover from as well.
8
EMREE
Today is the day I’ve dreaded since the moment we arrived at the beach. Our time here has been relaxing and more incredible than I could have thought. Being able to let all the stress of classes and work out of my mind has been a blessing. Being with Conrad for seven days straight wasn’t too bad either. Last night when we had sex, it was different than any other time before. It was as if he stared into my soul the entire time. While I have never made love with a man before, I can’t help but wonder if that was what we did. It sure felt like it.
After we both came down from the high, we got ready for bed together. Brushed our teeth side by side in the bathroom, then he got dressed in a pair of boxer briefs and slid one of his T-shirts over my head to wear. When we got into bed, Conrad pulled me as close as possible to him and wrapped his arms tightly around me. I wondered if something was wrong, but figured he was just going to miss being at the beach house like I was.
While our long night left me tired this morning, I wouldn’t give it up for anything. Levi wanted to leave early Saturday since it was over a nine-hour drive and we still had to load up all our suitcases into the cars. After changing and packing up the last of my stuff, Conrad comes over and kisses me on the lips before grabbing our bags and taking them downstairs to Mateo’s SUV.
Once I have my shoes on and look around the room to make sure neither of us forgot anything, I grab my purse off the bench at the bottom of the bed and make my way downstairs to meet everyone in the kitchen. Maddox, Blaire, Trazia, Camden, and Jules are all in there eating breakfast.
“Hey, girl,” Blaire greets me. “Jules and I made some eggs and bacon if you want any. I left the bread and butter out too.” She smiles as she takes a bite of her toast.
“Thanks,” I tell her as I grab a paper plate off the island and fill it with scrambled eggs and a couple pieces of bacon. Going to the fridge, I look for the ketchup and see they’ve already cleaned it out.
“You’re damn right I made sure to pack that shit up. I couldn’t handle another morning of you putting ketchup on your eggs like a serial killer,” Maddox says from where he is sitting between Camden and Trazia at the island.
Shutting the fridge, I pop my hip out and rest my hand on it as I glare at him. “A serial killer? Really, Maddox? Putting ketchup on your eggs is very normal and common and does not make me a serial killer.” I roll my eyes and walk over to where I left my plate. “I have no idea where you come up with the thoughts that go through your brain.”
He points his fork at me, not realizing there is some egg hanging off the end. “You notice any of thesenormalpeople around us putting ketchup on their eggs? No, you don’t. That makes you a freak and probably a serial killer. It’s just a good thing we’re leaving while we are before you kill one of us.” He points his fork at all of our friends and ends up flinging bits of egg through the air.
“What the hell, Maddy,” Trazia lectures him with a raised voice. The egg pieces flew through the air and ended up smacking her in the chest and falling down her shirt.
“Maddy?” Camden questions, but they ignore him.
“Shit. Sorry, peach. Here, let me get that out for you.” He reaches toward the top of her tank top, but before he can get close enough to touch her, Camden pulls him back by his shirt.
