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His words blow me back a step, and I blink at him, scrambling to digest what he’s telling me while trying to line it up with the fact that he keeps hesitating every time we get too close.
“R-Real?” I sputter. “Falling? What are you talking about? You’re the one who doesn’t want me!”
“Idowant you.” He leans forward, then pings back with an exasperated scoff. “I told you that. Ishowedyou that.”
“And then you pull away. Every time. If I get too close, you pull away, so there must be something wrong with me, because rumor has it you’ve slept with half the girls in this school. So why can’t you sleep with me?”
“There is nothing wrong with you,” he bites back. “You are perfect, okay? Everything about you is amazing. From the way you dress, to the way you talk, to the way you watch hockey and play video games and eat fucking pizza!” He flings his arms wide. “Everything about you is what I want, and then I find out it was all a joke!”
My heart is beating so hard I don’t even know how I’m gonna form words right now, but somehow they punch out of me. “It wasn’t a joke. And I amnotperfect. You are. I love everything aboutyou, from your messy hair to your giant feet.” I point at them, and it suddenly occurs to me that he must have run out of the house barefoot to reach me tonight. “You’re Captain Hero. And you came for me, even when I didn’t deserve it.”
His forehead wrinkles, like my words are taking him off guard somehow.
My voice drops to a husky whisper, the fire draining out of me as I keep going with my list. “I love the way you play hockey and look after your friends… and watchedDawson’s Creekwith your mom.” I flash him a watery smile. “You’re good and you’re loyal and you work so hard, and I love all those things about you so much. I love…” I point at him, the air whooshing out of me as my shoulders slump and I finally admit the truth out loud. “I love you. All of you. I love you.”
I’ve never said that to a guy before, and holy shit, do I feel vulnerable right now.
I suck in a shaky breath and look at him.
He’s staring at me in stunned silence.
I cross my arms, shrinking in on myself and wondering if now is the time to bolt from the room. That couch is calling my name… or maybe I can run down the hall and lock myself in the bathroom. There’s a tub in there, right? I could cozy up with some towels. It’ll be great.
Ethan’s still not saying anything, so I inch toward his door, nearly turning to grab the handle when he stops me with his gravelly voice.
“You love me? For real love me?”
My eyes shoot toward him, and I’m caught in his gaze, my throat burning as I nod, then struggle to ask, “Do you love me?”
He tips his head, his expression crumpling with a look so desperate that my heart can hardly take it. He closes the gap between us, cupping my face and murmuring against my lips, “Fuck yeah, I do,” before kissing me.
It’s a desperate kiss, humming with an emotion so strong my head is reeling.
He pulls back, gazing down at my face, his eyes lighting with tenderness before he closes the space between us again.
Wrapping my arms around him, I cling to his neck, letting out a ragged sob as he pulls me close, then sweeps his tongue into my mouth. His arms slide up my back, suctioning our bodies together.
Threading my fingers into his hair, I fist the back of his shirt, deepening our kiss like I can’t get enough of him.
I can’t.
I want him all. Every inch.
I want him to feel how much I meant what I just said.
Unzipping his hoodie, I’m pleased to find his bare chest ready and waiting for me. His body is rock-hard, sculpted muscle. Dragging my fingers over those perfect contours, I drink him in with a smile.
“So perfect,” I whisper before kissing his pecs, then sucking his nipple.
He hisses, gripping my hair with a choked groan when I graze my teeth over the sensitive spot, then keep inching my way to his waistline.
He leans his hands against the wall, bracing himself when I drop to my knees and yank his sweats down. He’s going commando, and his cock springs out to greet me. It’s still beautiful, and I grin like a cat who’s got the cream, biting my bottom lip with a playful grin.
Ethan’s groan sends a shiver right through me as I grab his manhood, licking a path from base to tip. His guttural moaning spurs me on, and I suck him into my mouth, gripping the base and squeezing.
“Holy shit, that feels good.” He can barely speak past his heavy breathing, and I feel a surge of triumph that I’m able to pleasure him this way.
One hand drops from the wall, resting on the top of my head as I draw him even farther into my mouth. I glide my hand up his muscular thigh, the hard muscle and the curve of his perfect ass making my panties wet.
