Page 57 of Amnesia


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“Liar.” I reached over to force him to look at me. “Did...” A flash from one of my dreams hit me. His lips on mine, his hard, small frame beneath me, and I shivered despite the warmth of the summer weather.

“Watson?” Holt moved closer. “Are you all right? Should I call someone? Your doctor, maybe?” His voice sounded worried. “You want to go inside?” His beautiful face appeared in my vision.

I shook my head. “No, I... This is going to sound crazy.” I dragged a hand through my hair. “I keep having these dreams.” I met his gaze. “Okay, maybe this is going to be more like embarrassing.” I watched as Holt rubbed that spot on his sternum. “We’re, uh, kissing, and, uh, it’s good. Really good.”

“You’re having dreams about me?” Holt’s cheeks instantly turned red.

He’s cute. I wanted to... “Holt?” I swallowed down the nerves as he watched me. “Can I... I want to...”

I kissed him before I can get the words out. His mouth was warm, softer than I imagined, and when he didn’t fight me, it made me think he wanted this, too. Because I wanted this more than I thought imaginable.

Holt’s fingers dug at my shoulders when I start to press myself against him. He whimpered softly. “Watson, wait, wait,” He pulled back. “What are you doing?”

“Is this too much?” I knew it wasn’t. His hard cock was right there, lodged against me. I moved so that we were both on our side and nudged his thighs open. “You’re into this, right?” I nipped at his jaw and watched the way his lids fluttered.

Holt bit down on his bottom lip. “Dreams?” he whispered. “Tell me about them.” His hands came up, and he dragged his thumbs over my cheekbones.

“We’re kissing in the RV and in my bed. We’re in the hammock at Mom and Dad’s place.” I groaned when he applied pressure to my face, and my eyes started to close. “We—Shit, that feels really good.”

Holt hummed softly. “I know,” he murmured.

“We fucked.” His hands disappeared, and my eyes popped open to find him watching me with hazel eyes full of lust and want. “I just... it felt so fucking real, H, and I... I want to kiss you again.” I started to do it again, but he was up and on his feet before I had the chance. “Holt, wait a second.” I reached for him, but he was too fast.

“I shouldn’t have come here tonight.”

“I’m glad you did. Let me kiss you again.”

He shook his head. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Holt started to back away from me.

“You liked it.” I realized. “You liked it as much as I did.” I took a step toward him. “In fact,...” I watched the way his pink tongue peeked out as he wet his lips. “I think you want to do more than just kiss me.” His hand went up to rub his chest again as he watched me. “Come here, H. You know I won’t hurt you,” I assured him, and then he surprised me when he attacked my mouth.

Holt didn’t hold back this time. His hands were in my hair, his tongue dipped between my lips, and I swear all hell broke loose. Grunts and groans escaped from Holt as he tried to get closer to me, one hand dropping to the hem of my shirt so he could touch my skin. It was as if he was giving himself permission to let go on. His palm was warm, softer than I thought, and I wondered what took me so long to explore him this way. He was so beautiful, handsome, smart, and funny. Then I remembered what Carson had said.

“You have a boyfriend?” I yanked my mouth away.

Holt blinked in confusion. “Wh-what?”

“Carson said you had a boyfriend. Aren’t you technically cheating on him right now?” His hand went up to rub at his chest. “Why do you keep doing that?” I start to reach for that same spot, but Holt stepped back. “Did he give you something?”

“Yes... I mean, no... Fuck.” Holt dragged a hand through his hair. “I can’t do this.”

“Obviously not. You have a boyfriend.”

Holt’s mouth dropped open, and I watched as he tried to say something, but then he sprinted across the lawn, up the steps, and inside Shepard’s house, leaving me standing alone on the front lawn.







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