The rumor mill was lit, and if we didn't want everything to implode around us, we needed to get ahead of it before it got to my parents.
Easy enough, right?
22
Dylan
“Areyou sure you don’t want to go anywhere tonight? It’s early.”
PJ shrugged as I drove down the corner down our block. “I’m a little tired. I just want to relax tonight with you.” She dropped her head onto my shoulder with an easy smile. This was the happiest she’d been in a couple of days, and I wanted to believe there was nothing behind the sexy grin as she cuddled next to me over the console.
“Your wish is my command.” I turned my head to give her a quick peck on the lips before we stepped out of my truck. I glanced over at the Garcias’ house and walked at a quicker pace once I noticed the lights on. They wouldn’t look for PJ here and wouldn’t pay any mind to me coming and going, but even I knew our luck was running toward empty.
PJ launched herself at me the second I shut the door behind us. She rubbed that sweet, curvy body against me and ran her hands all over me. In less than five minutes, I was hard as a fucking rock and worried I didn’t have enough blood left in my brain to make the right decisions tonight. Each night “right” was slipping away from me and fighting any longer seemed like a pointless exercise in futility. I wanted this girl more than I wanted oxygen, but I needed to prove to her she was special to me, not some fling like Jack had suggested.
When we fell back on my couch, I pushed myself off of my girlfriend and dropped my head into my hands. Each time we were together, my resolve chipped away. Still, I’d managed to stop in the nick of time before my willpower dissipated into the ether.
“Please, baby,” I panted as she trailed wet kisses down my chest until she arrived at the waistband of my jeans.
Her mouth, that soft wet mouth that I wanted to taste before she wrapped it around my aching cock and sucked, twisted in a wry grin as she straightened to peel her top off.
“What … PJ … you’re …” I stammered, trying to speak and not swallow my tongue at the same time.
She gave me an innocent shrug. “With the new painting class I’m assisting with on Tuesdays, I went to Victoria’s Secret and I thought I’d treat myself with the extra cash.” She trailed the tips of her fingers over the black lace cups of a bra that pushed her breasts up so high, the swells spilled over the cups. My girl was gorgeous and curvy all on her own but the sight of her in this bra was almost too much to take. My eyes ate up every sexy as fuck inch before she stood, unbuttoned her shorts, and kicked them off.
“I got the matching thong too. You like?” She twirled around, her auburn hair swaying off her shoulders and spilling down her back. Could a person black out from being too turned on? Up until this moment, with the girl I loved almost naked before me, so sexy and so goddamn beautiful it hurt, I wouldn’t have thought so.
“Like?” I choked out. “I fucking love. I’m the luckiest bastard on the planet.” I popped off my couch and cupped her neck, pulling her in for a voracious kiss. “And you’re a sneak.” She laughed against my lips, as I finally figured out why she was so damn adamant to have dinner at my apartment.
“Listen,” I cradled her cheek and ran my thumb along her jaw. “We’ve gone at lightning speed this summer, and I’m okay with that, but … this … I love you, and I need to make sure you’re ready.”
Her eyes softened as she took my hand in hers and pressed a kiss to my palm, right before pushing it into her panties. My knees almost gave out at how wet she was for me—only me.
“I’m ready. I need you and I love you. Don’t make us wait any long—”
Between the longing in her eyes and feeling her soaked and swollen against my hand, my resolve shattered into a million pieces.
I kissed her so hard she stumbled back. Not taking my lips away from hers, I backed her down the short hallway to my bedroom and didn’t stop until she fell back against the mattress.
“I won,” she giggled.
“Nope,” I rasped as I grabbed the side strings of her panties and yanked them off. “Iwon. Spread your legs for me, Patricia.” She did as she was told before I crawled on the bed and put both of her ankles on my shoulders. “So fucking sweet,” I growled before I flattened my tongue and gave her one long lick up her slit, swirling my tongue around her clit before I lost all control and devoured her. She squirmed against my lips and came in my mouth with a scream.
I made quick work of taking off my clothes, fishing a condom out of my wallet before I flung my jeans onto the floor. I rolled it on and met her eyes, silently asking one last time for permission with my raised brow.
She grabbed my ass and lifted her hips as she shot me a scowl. My little spitfire.
I’d always made it a point to not look past the right now when it came to women. I was never invested enough in anyone else to plan my future around them. As I moved inside PJ, I knew with a bone-deep certainty that she would always bethegirl. The one etched in my brain so deep that I’d remember every single moment and create memories that would make me take pause. She divided time: there was now, before her, and after her.
“So perfect,” I rasped as I inched in deeper. “So, fucking perfect.”
Shewasperfect, wet and tight and made for me. I knew once I got inside her, there would be no way to stop. Forcing myself to go slow despite the aching need to get deeper, I dropped my head into the crook of her neck as we rocked together.
A rush of foreign feelings washed over me, the most powerful, permanence and crazy love so strong my chest pinched.
Because of her, I might lose a friend I’d thought of as a brother and make the man who’d treated me like a son, despise me. I hated it, but if I had to choose between them and PJ, between anyone and PJ, she’d win each and every time.
We kissed with our eyes open as I fought like hell to keep our rhythm slow, searching her gorgeous features for a wince or grimace since I knew my girl well enough to know she wouldn't utter a peep if I hurt her.
