Her response is a soft, teasing chuckle that only infuses me with more need. My fingers curl against the wall behind her, fucking throbbing to squeeze her tits and finger her pussy. Somewhere in my head, a single brain cell fires, warning me not to screw this up, but I can barely hear it over the other billion cells screaming at me to tear her clothes off.
Jade slides her tongue slowly along my bottom lip. For a second I’m frozen, totally at this girl’s mercy. It’s exactly the reminder I need. I fight off the voice telling me that if she were any other girl, she’d already be on her knees, tasting my dick. Jade’s not any other girl. My bag of tricks isn’t coming out tonight, not the well-worn promises whispered in girls’ ears or the signature finger move that gets them so wet they can’t help but beg me to keep going.
My hands return to her waist, but they move slowly. I kiss her neck and ears, tug her shirt lower, and lick her collarbone and the hollow at the base of her throat where her pulse pounds against my tongue. Her head drops against the wall. She palms the back of my head and fuck, maybe I could get her naked on the floor, but I won’t. Not with Jade. Just kissing her is amazing. Just tasting the most innocent parts of her body feels like more than I deserve. I could spend the whole night on her lips alone and not get bored.
“Reeve!” Cash’s voice cuts through the humid air between us. “Are you dead? Where’s my beer?”
I pause with my lips against the curve of Jade’s neck. “It’s coming,” I say shortly, then return my attention to her.
“Hurry up, man, our guests are thirsty!”
With every word he says, Jade’s body grows a little more tense under my hands, and the heat flowing under my skin turns a little colder. “All right,” I growl. “Fuck off already.” I hear him walk away, but I look at Jade and it’s clear our little bubble has burst. “Goddamn it.”
She sighs. “You really need to get your own place.”
“Oh, yeah? What would we be doing if I had my own place right now?”
She shakes her head sadly. “We’ll never know.”
“Fuck,” I mutter, making her smile. “Well, let’s grab the stupid beers and go up, I guess. While you’re at it, go ahead and drop the cans a couple more times. Let’s give Cash and our guests a little reward for interrupting us.”
Hours later, when the night is winding down, I predictably ask her to stay until morning and she predictably says no. It’s for the best. If she’d said yes, I wouldn’t have been able to hide that the only thing I want to do more than spend the night inside her body is spend it lying next to her, holding her close and telling her I’ve never felt like this before.
I can’t go wanting things I’ll never have.
TWENTY-THREE
reeve
“Hey.”Cam leans against the doorframe in my room the next evening. “Where are you headed tonight?”
“Jade’s.”
“So that’s why you’ve been messing with your hair for the last thirty minutes.”
“She’s good with hair. I’m just trying to keep up.”
“So this is really happening? You and Jade?”
“Depends what you mean by ‘happening.’” I turn my head to check the sides of my hair in the mirror. “I like hanging out with her.”
“Are you bored, son? Is that it?” He walks in and drops into my desk chair, mussing my hair on his way past. “Because if you need something to do, we’ve got a football season to win.”
“No shit. You don’t need to tell me where to put my head, Cam,” I say, harsher than necessary.
He holds his hands up. “I know, man, no one’s questioning your dedication. I’m just curious what your endgame is with Jade.”
“No endgame. You know me. Only game I care about is football.”
“Yeah, but I see disaster written all over you and Jade. And I don’t know who’s gonna get fucked worse: you, her, or me.”
“We’re just hanging out. All we’ve even done is kiss a couple times, but since Jade’s a total loudmouth, I guess you already knew that.”
“You’re going to her place tonight?”
“Just for Spanish.”
“You like her,” he says. “A lot.”
