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I press into him as he wraps his arms around my waist. We hold each other for a moment, continuing to kiss. Then he releases me, the absence of his warmth all too noticeable.
He groans as he rears back, cussing beneath his breath. If a more perfect kiss has ever existed, I don’t know it, and I don’t want to know it. The smile on his face is infectious and then we’re both smiling and I’m laughing and I don’t know if it’s good or bad to laugh after someone kisses you but I can’t help myself. It’s not a laugh like I’m laughing at the situation but more like,oh my god it finally happened, and he giggles as well.
After a few moments, he leans back in, kissing me again, this time without asking. This kiss is a bit more hungry, more fervent. His tongue parts my lips. I let him explore my mouth as I explore his. Derek’s hold on me grows tighter, my fingertips pressing into his muscled back. And I know if I press just a little harder, or if he pushes just a little harder, we will unravel into the other and definitely sleep together. Not that I’d complain, but I think he’s right.
We let go of each other and he presses his forehead to mine, inhaling deeply. “I should go to sleep now,” he says.
“Me too,” I say.
“Let’s have breakfast in the morning?” he asks.
“All right,” I breathe.
“Goodnight, Willette,” he whispers.
“Goodnight, Derek.”
He steps back from me, walking toward his room before he disappears inside and closes the door.
Holy fuck.
HEY OH
DEREK
If you think for one moment that I didn’t go straight into my room and jerk off into a mismatched sock, you’re wrong. I felt like a teenager all over again, with raging hormones and no outlet. I was very close to running into the bathroom and splashing cold water on my dick. I was that horny boy in class trying to conceal his boner.
I lay in bed, listening to Willette retreat to her bedroom. I imagined her peeling out of that black dress. God, that slit up to her thigh drove me wild all night. It was sheer torture. I wanted to squeeze her exposed skin, press my thumb into the flesh of her inner thigh, run my hand all the way up and find out what she was wearing under there.
Alas, I didn’t. I was well-behaved. A gentleman.Stupid.
I roll over in my bed now, checking the time.Four in the morning.I think I’ve probably slept two whole hours. I heard the squeak of Will’s bed as she got into hers last night. I listened to her turn and roll over a few times. I won’t lie; I imagined she was just as desperate for release as I was, that she was touching herself, sliding her fingers down, down, down…okay, that’s enough.
I sit up in bed, looking out the window.Wow.The snow really came down through the night. I can’t even see my car through the thick white blanket.
A knock at my door interrupts me. “Derek?” Will’s voice filters through. “Are you awake?”
“Yeah, come in,” I say. I look down, assessing myself. Sure, I’m shirtless, but I have the blanket up over my lower half.No big deal.
She opens the door, peering inside. There’s a blanket wrapped around her.
“What’s wrong?” I ask. “Turn on the light.”
“That’s the problem,” she says, flipping the switch on the wall up and down. But nothing happens. “The power is out. I think the storm must’ve done it.”
“Oh shit.” My mind plays over the possibilities. The state of Kentucky isn’t exactly known for its ability to deal with cold weather. “I’m sure the power will be back on soon.” Even as I say this to reassure her, I’m not so sure.
“The temperature is already dropping, according to the thermostat,” she says. “It’s freezing in my room.”
I hadn’t noticed. I prefer to sleep cool, usually with a fan on. Now I notice she not only has a blanket wrapped around her, but sweatpants and big thick socks as well.
“Here,” I say, pulling the blanket back. “Body heat will help.” The hesitation on her face is palpable. “I promise to behave.”
She laughs, rolling her eyes at me, but shuffles to the bed anyway. We pile her blanket on top of mine as she slides in beneath them next to me, settling into the crook of my arm.
I wrap my other arm over her, pulling her to me and tucking the blankets over both of us, like a cocoon. “Well, so much for not sleeping together after our first date,” I say.
Will laughs. “Shut up.”
