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“Then whatareyou trying to do?” she asks.
“I’m trying to understand.”
She growls and takes a step forward. “Fine. You want tounderstand? Sometimes, I smile even though I don’t want to, and I’m your friend even though I don’t want to be. Every day,I have to act like I don’t want more from you when I do.Thatis what’s going on.”
I swallow thickly, not feeling any of the relief I thought I would feel at getting her to open up and be honest with me. Because now I know for sure exactly what is causing her to be disingenuous with me, and it’s all my fault.
“Youwant to understand,” she continues, stepping close to me. “Well I do too. How can we have this kind of relationship that we do, where we spend all our time together…how can you look at me the way you do and we can have the chemistry we do…and you just want to be my friend?”
She swallows and shakes her head, looking up into my eyes with an emotion I think I might be able to name if I were brave enough to do so.
“I don’t want to just be friends,” she whispers, her hand coming out to rest on my chest. “And I don’t think you do, either.”
I watch her for a long moment, my heart and my mind at war inside of me. One says to take what we both clearly want. The other tries to remind me just why I’ve attempted to avoid things like this in the first place.
But tonight, I don’t have the strength to listen to that rational voice. Tonight, all I want is her.
I dip down, pressing my lips to hers, the relief I feel at that simple movement staggering to the point where I feel like I might fall over. And I do. I tug her with me to the couch, stretching my long body out and bringing her on top of me, never breaking our kiss.
And god, what a kiss it is. Her tongue tangling with mine, her lips plump and delicious, the little movements she makes. It feels like we’re dueling, and I really don’t care who wins.
My hands slowly trace down her back until I reach her shorts, where I pause only briefly before they dip down and grip themeaty flesh of her ass cheeks, groaning as she shifts her body against me.
God, I’m so crazy about her, so turned on by her in so many ways. From the tiny freckles on her shoulders that I pepper with kisses as I tug at the strap of her top to the way I can feel her moan as I suck on her neck.
Fuck.
And the way it feels as she grinds down against my cock, which is hard and aching for attention…
My mouth returns to Busy’s, my hands on either side of her face, then one travels into her hair, tugging it down from the bun it’s wrapped up in. It spills down around me, and I catch another breath of that jasmine scent I crave. I just want to breathe everything about her into my soul, lick up every part of her until she cries out my name.
My hand slips beneath her shorts, gripping her ass again and grinding her center against my dick, reveling in how she tosses her head back, moaning. And when I bring my other hand slowly along the outside of her leg, her eyes glitter as she watches me then droop when I lightly graze that soft skin of her inner thigh.
She licks her lip and pants gently as I bring a hand between us and slip a thumb through the leg of her shorts, stroking softly as I make my way to her core. When I get there, her head falls back as I move small circles around her clit through her panties.
“Fuck, Reid,” she whispers, her hips beginning to move.
But I grip her hip, stilling her movements.
“Don’t move,” I tell her. “Let me take care of you.”
She blinks a few times, but then her eyes close entirely as I begin those soft, circular movements again, as I get so close to where I know she wants me to touch, but just barely not the right spot.
“Reid, please,” she begs, the words making me groan.
“Patience,” I reply.
Her hands come to my shoulders, bracing herself as I dip my thumb down to where—fuck—I can feel that she’s drenched. Then I slip my fingers past the damp material and swipe that wetness back up, finally rubbing at that bundle of nerves. Her fingernails dig into me, her mouth falling open and her hips beginning to rotate again.
“I’m so close.” She whimpers, the sound the most delicious thing I’ve ever heard. She bends forward, pressing her lips to mine briefly before whispering, “So fucking close.”
“I want to know what you sound like when you come,” I tell her. “Give it to me.”
Her eyes open at my words, her face inches from mine. “I’ll give you anything.”
My movements stutter, something in my chest feeling cut wide open. But I catch myself, adjusting my hand and slipping two fingers inside of her.
Busy cries out, something wild and desperate about it, and I only stoke inside of her for a few seconds before I feel her clamp down on me, her inner walls pulsing angrily as she finally falls over that peak. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced, and I can’t help but want to recreate this scene, over and over again, for the rest of my life.
