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Nerves unlike anything I’d ever felt threatened to squeeze my throat closed. I swallowed around a lump in my throat. “You wanted to kiss me?”

“You didn’t know? Ella, I want to kiss you. There’s no past tense to it. I’m an asshole for not telling Vaughn the truth, but selfishly, I didn’t want him getting in the way.”

“You want to kiss me.” I sat up and stared down at him, trying to decide if he was serious. “I thought you didn’t find me attractive.”

He sat up and shook his head. “What the hell gave you that idea?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know! I just assumed.”

“You assumed wrong. That first day when I saw you, I blew off the rest of my run to circle back to you. I was so focused on your car that I nearly ran you over.””

I scooted closer. “I thought you were just finishing your run. I made an ass of myself!”

“I guess I just have one question, Ella.” Fisher reached up and pushed my hair over my shoulders. “Do you want to kiss me?”

I nodded fast enough that I was worried he would think I was desperate. “Yeah. Like, a lot.”

His slow grin turned my blood to lava. Slowly closing the distance between us, he pressed his lips to the side of my mouth. “This isn’t why I asked you to come over, though, Ella. I don’t want you to think that so I’m going to lay back down and finish this movie.”

I let out the breath I’d been holding and nodded. “Yeah, that’s fine. I really wanted to finish the movie, too.”

I didn’t. I laid back down next to Fisher, not quite touching him. I wasn’t sure about the rules of what we were doing so I kept my distance. Nerves had already settled in and I shivered.

“Come back over here.” Fisher assumed I was cold and tugged me into his side again. “Good?”

My pulse could’ve replaced the drums in the school’s band. My palms were sweaty. I wasn’t sure I was good, but I wasn’t moving. “Yep.”

He wrapped his arm around me and let his hand hang over my shoulder. His fingertips came so close to grazing my chest with each breath I took in. I was painfully aware of each almost touch. I gingerly rested my hand on top of his stomach and felt his sharp intake of breath. Knowing he was as affected as I was gave me a sense of boldness. Not a very big one, but still. It was enough for me to relax into his hold and lightly rub my thumb over his abs.

I didn’t have a clue what was happening in the movie. I was too aware of Fisher’s body and every place it touched mine. The warmth and strength I felt under my hand was alluring and I let my strokes grow wider as I waited for him to react or stop me. I rested my head on his chest and let the sound of his pounding heart encourage me as I trailed my hand lower, until my fingertips bumped into the waistband of his jogging pants.

18

***Ella***

Iraised my head so I could look up at Fisher. “I don’t think you invited me over for nefarious reasons. Can that be good enough?”

He rolled me onto my back and wedged one of his thighs between mine. “Fuck, yes.”

I lifted my mouth as he lowered his and I learned quickly that knowing Fisher was kissing me because he wanted to changed things. My body was on fire as I waited for more of his touch. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I gasped when one of his hands ran down my side, grazing my breast as it went. His tongue swirled over mine and his thigh rubbed against my core.

When I pressed my head into the pillow behind me, he took advantage of my exposed neck and dragged his teeth over it. I cried out and then slapped my hand over my mouth. “Sorry.”

He tugged my hand away and flashed me a hungry smile. “I like it.”

He sat up and yanked his shirt over his head. He hooked his fingers under the hem of my top and slowly raised it. “Okay?”

I nodded and held my breath as he pulled the shirt off and sat back to stare at me. I covered my stomach with my hands and felt a tidal wave of self-doubt. Billy was the only person I’d ever gotten naked for.

“Don’t stop breathing, Ella. I like that, too.” He smoothed his hands over my stomach, brushing my hands aside, and bent his head to kiss it. His tongue dipped into my navel before he sat back up and held my gaze. “You’re fucking stunning.”

I shivered and tried to pull him back down on top of me but he just smiled. I watched as he lightly flicked the front snap of my bralette and raised his eyebrows in a silent question. I nodded and sank my teeth into my bottom lip as he slowly peeled the thin lace from my chest.

“Fuck, Ella.” He shook his head before locking eyes with me as he lowered his mouth. I watched his pupils blow out when he brushed his lips over my nipples and felt his groan through my chest.

Running my hands over his shoulders and across his back, I touched every part of him I could reach. He was solid and so warm. I wanted more of him, though. I ran my hand down his stomach and dipped my fingers into his pants. Feeling a hitch in his breath, I reached inside his jogging pants and cupped him through his briefs. He growled and leaned back to watch.

I stroked him like that for a few seconds before I slid my hand into his briefs and gripped his bare cock. It was girthier than I’d expected and much larger than Billy’s. A moment of panic filled my brain but when Fisher thrust his hips into my grip, I forgot why I’d been worried. I worked my fist up and down his shaft, watching his expressions to see what he liked.

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