Unbothered, he doesn’t seem to mind as I press our noses together, making it hard to breathe. We twirl our tongues around each other, gasping for air, panting from desperation as I experience the most incredible pleasure I’ve ever felt, and all from his kiss alone.
If he can soak my panties from just a kiss, I bet sex with Leon must be mind-blowing.
He pulls back breathlessly and begs, “Tell me to stop.” Then he kisses across my jaw and down my neck like he just can’t help himself.
I wish I could demand he get off me, but my brother is so close and could walk in at any moment, but I want Leon so bad, it’s hard to care. I also want to ask him whether I’m just another quick fuck to him, and what would happen if we gave in to our desires? What then? Nothing? Everything? And what about our friendship that’s teetering in the balance? I have so many questions, yet I can’t bring myself to ask any of them because his intoxicating touch overrides my sense of reason.
“I don’t want you to stop. I want you.” More than he can ever imagine.
He inhales a sharp breath at my admission. “You’re fucking beautiful.” Leon licks, then nips the spot behind my ear that could have me coming in seconds if he keeps up his hip thrusts.
He grunts when my pussy grinds against him, his hot breath dusting across the skin of my arched neck before his lips find mine again, and he pants like a wild animal into my mouth as he wraps his tongue around mine.
I whimper when he digs his fingertips into my hips, sending a wave of slick heat deep in my core. He moves his hips back and forth, dry humping me, teasing my clit against his jean-covered cock and the fabric of my own jeans.
“I want to fuck you so bad,” he growls into my mouth when I rock my needy hips and grind them harder into his, back and forth, to chase my own release, digging the heels of my boots into his ass.
I can’t believe this is really happening. Scratch that, I can’t believe I’m setting myself up for a fall and allowing myself to be pulled into his hypnotic orbit again. It’s as if he’s enchanted me, and as much as I want to stop this, I don’t have the power to do it. I’m a pushover when it comes to Leon, and I hate myself for it. Yet, here I am giving myself to him, offering myself to him like a sacrificial lamb, and that only ends one way… me having my heart ripped out.
Stop this now, Erika.
“I can’t fuck you in the equipment room, Erika.”
“You can’t fuck me. Ever,” I counter with the harsh truth finally. We both know it.
My words make him stop moving, stop kissing me, stop time, stop everything, as if they hit him like a cold slap in the face, jolting us back to reality.
The strength to put an end to this madness has me flattening my hand on his chest, pushing him off me. I unlock my legs from around him and leap off the table, clutching one hand tomy heart and trying to catch my breath, raking my other hand through my hair. “We shouldn’t have done that. I need to go.” I shouldn’t be here with him. Mild panic rises in my throat, my fingers digging into my scalp so hard it hurts.
I’m nothing special and mean nothing to him.
I’m his best friend’s little sister, and he vowed never to cross the line we just did. And yet we have. Again.
I’m an idiot.
Guilt crushes the elated mood I was in just moments ago, my pulse pounding with both heat and ice all at once.
Leon places his hands on his hips and drops his head, letting out an almighty, heavy sigh. “You’re right. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“Why did you?” I bite out my question between clenched teeth; my tone laced with annoyance.
“Because I wanted to kiss you again.”
So I wasn’t dreaming that night a year ago. It was real. We kissed.
“You’re all I can think about, Erika.” Leon’s voice sounds pained as he steps closer to me, his chest moving fast, his jaw twitching in frustration. “You live in my brain rent-free.”
I’m a fool to believe him, and that can’t be true. “What you really mean is, you like the fact that I’m off-limits and that makes it exciting for you.” That’s how it feels. It’s been months since he’s even looked at me in the way I want, and I stopped myself from believing he really wanted me.
What he doesn’t realize is that my love for him is endless; he doesn’t feel that way about me, or he would have spoken to my brother to get his permission to ask me out on a date. That’s not what he wants though. It would be sex without emotion for him, and I would be yet another name on his bedpost.Wouldn’t it?I don’t even trust my own thoughts anymore.
“That’s not true, Erika. It has nothing to do with danger or living life on the edge.” His answer is firm and clipped.
“Oh, really?” I scoff. “So why haven’t you mentioned that kiss before now? It’s been a whole year. And if I am all you can think about, tell me, is that between Susie, or Laura, or who was it the other night you went home with? Oh yeah, Frankie.” Screw Frankie and her perfect double D’s. My vision tunnels, anger taking over my senses.
“Erika…”
I flash him the palm of my hand to stop him. “Just don’t, Leon.” My hands tremble uncontrollably. Leon has no idea how much he means to me, how he lives in my heart, and won’t find a way out. I wish he would pack his things and leave, but somehow he’s taken up permanent residence.“I know how you work, Leon. You like girls; any type will do.” God, now that I’ve said it, I feel dirty and used. “Don’t treat me like a fool, Leon, and for once, just be honest with yourself and admit you’re a fuckboy who will never settle down and who doesn’t give a shit about girls’ feelings.” Did he ever care about mine?
