"I could never." He brushed his lips against mine. "You're very special to me."
"You're not interested in Julia?" I bit my bottom lip.
"Am I upstairs, alone with you?" he asked. "I'm not interested in Julia. She's my sister's best friend and the sister of the man Brenna is probably going to marry. They had this silly high school pact that Brenna would marry Ryan and Julia would marry me. Brenna is getting what she wants, but Julia won't."
"She's still holding out hope," I said. "I can tell by the way she looks at you. She wants you."
"I don't want her." He pushed me back on the bed. "You have completely taken over my life, Jocelyn Andrews. You're all I think about and believe me when I say this: I have never been a one-woman type of guy."
"Oh." He saw the disappointment on my face.
"Until now." He kissed me. "I know I'm asking a lot, but you have to trust me. I won't hurt you."
"I do trust you," I said, and for whatever reason, I did. I was taking a risk, but Evan had changed his mind when it came to me and Alex. A month ago, he was doing everything he could to keep me away from his brother, but now he was encouraging me. Evan knew his brother well, and if he thought everything was cool . . . .
I was falling in love with Alex Jordan. I was going to take a chance and go for it.
What did I have to lose?
"Alex," I whispered. "I . . . ."
"What is it?"
"I want you to touch me again." Heat rose in my cheeks. "Like downstairs."
"Are you sure? I got caught up and didn't mean to offend you, but you make me crazy."
"I like making you crazy." I smiled as I took his hand and moved it down my stomach.
He sat up and helped me to the top of the bed, resting my head on his pillows.
He kicked off his shoes, then gently straddled me, moving his hands to the buttons of my shirt.
"I can't work with this many clothes," he said as he undid the last button. He slipped it from my shoulders and tossed it onto the floor. He pulled my legs up around his hips and pressed his hard-on against me. I could feel every inch of him through his jeans. "See what you do to me?"
I definitely felt what I was doin' to his little cowboy!
The thin silk material of my panties left nothing to the imagination. He was hard against my soft center, and I was practically soaked from the sheer sound of his voice.
He leaned down and found my lips, and the deeper our kiss became, the harder he ground into me. We moved against one another at a frantic pace, his body hot against mine and my heart pounding against my chest. He continued to thrust against my panties as he slipped his hands underneath my tank top and over my bra. He squeezed my breasts, then ran his thumbs over my nipples, all the while his hips crashing into me. The sensation was delicious, but I wanted more, without the barrier of clothing.
"Jocelyn." He moaned my name. "I wish I could be inside you right now."
"I want that," I whispered. "Please . . . ." I was desperate to have him close, but I wasn't surehowclose.Was I ready to have sex tonight?
He stopped moving and looked down at me. He seemed to be deep in thought, contemplating my request. He moved his hands down my ribcage and over my hips, then underneath my skirt. He grabbed my panties and slowly pulled them down my legs, before tossing them onto the floor.
My body shook over the reality of taking the next step. I wanted him, but was I ready? My body was screaming with need, but my head kept getting in the way. How was I supposed to know when the right time to sleep with someone was? Alex must have sensed my anxiety, because he pulled back.
"Relax," he whispered. "Just like downstairs, nothing else."
He rolled onto his side and hitched my leg up over his hip. He stroked my bare center, then pulled me into a deep, sensual kiss as he pushed his finger inside me. I was so wet I barely felt it slide inside. He added another finger and began to move at a nice pace as his thumb found my clit.
"Oh . . . ." I moaned. "Feels good . . . ." I closed my eyes and savored the moment.
It was the first time I’d ever been pushed to the brink. The sensation he was creating inside my body was amazing, but I wanted more.
"Come for me," he whispered against my lips. "Let go for me."
