“You.”
My knees buckle. I almost come, but I hold off. Not before her. Never, ever before her.
I reach my hand between her legs and play wth her clit. She cries out, and I pump harder and faster. A minute later, she explodes.
The heat and pleasure inside of me collide. My brain shatters into a million fragments. My entire body tenses.
It feels like my heart is pounding and exploding all at once.
I collapse on top of Kendall. I brace my arms on either side of her so I don’t put my full weight on her. She falls to the bed and I slide out of her, then lie down next to her.
The second I gaze into her eyes, I feel like I can’t breathe.
Emotion surges through me like a tidal wave the longer I look at her. And that’s when I know.
I’m in love with Kendall.
Chapter 44
Kendall
When I wake up, I’m cuddled into Liam’s chest, his arms wrapped around me.
This is my favorite way to wake up: being held by Liam, feeling so cozy and content.
I glance up at him, taking in his handsome sleeping face. There’s a thick sheet of golden stubble along his cheeks and jaw. My mouth waters. How can a human being look so hot while sleeping?
When I think about last night, my chest tingles. We’ve had a lot of filthy sex together. But it’s never felt likethat.
That tingling feeling spreads all over. My heart beats faster just thinking about how intense last night felt. How it felt more special, more intimate.
I glance up at Liam, sleeping soundly. Emotion bubbles up inside of me.
I know the reason why it felt different. Because Liam is different from every other guy I’ve been with.
He makes me feel safe and cherished and cared for. He gives me everything I want in the bedroom, and then some. He makes me laugh the hardest. He’s the sweetest, most thoughtful person I’ve ever met…
And I can feel myself falling head over heels in love with him.
The realization hits me like a jolt of electricity, but then I pull it back.
I can’t love Liam. It’s too soon. We’ve only been friends with benefits for the past month. You can’t fall in love that fast.
Doubt lingers in the back of my mind at the words I’ve silently spoken to myself. A second later, I push it all aside. No more thinking about that.
Liam starts to stir. He lets out a sleepy groan. Before he even opens his eyes, he hugs me tighter in his arms and kisses my forehead. It’s so sweet and romantic and loving, I could cry.
When he opens his eyes and looks at me, he smiles.
“Morning, firecracker.”
“Morning.” I blink up at him.
He cups my face and kisses me in that slow, teasing way I love. When we break apart, he gazes at me, the affection in his eyes as clear and bold as their blue color.
“Want some coffee?” he asks.
I smile, grateful he can’t see all the things I’m wrestling with in my head right now.
