“I haven’t decided. I just needed someone else to see and confirm that I wasn’t going insane. Keeping a secret like this has me on edge. I’m in a bubble. Especially since I’ve been in school. I can’t fade in the background like I did at home.”
“I didn’t realize you could keep things like this a secret at all.”
“Well, lately, I haven’t been doing such a good job of it.”
I let out a humorless laugh. “Yeah, no kidding.”
“Look, they’re playing a game. If I don’t play my cards right, they could tell people about me. They’ll probably talk about the jobs I do for people who know how to ask. I don’t know what will happen if my secret is out in the open.”
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. He came closer to me, moving slowly as if I was a deer on the side of the road. I stayed still and let him wrap his arms around my waist.
“This is why I said no titles. I was weak tonight, and I roped you in. Now, you’re scared.” He pressed his forehead against mine.
“Needing someone doesn’t mean you’re weak,” I told him in a firm voice. “I’m not scared. I’m concerned. You have tunnel vision right now because you’re so used to going over scenarios in your head on your own. Trust me, I understand how dangerous this can be, Weston.”
He inhaled deeply and squeezed his eyes shut as he said, “Don’t worry, I can handle this. I promise. Thank you for tonight. I needed someone I trusted to talk to.”
I nodded, completely speechless. He opened his eyes and nudged his nose against mine.
“Let’s get back to fun, Covee,” he said before kissing me. I let him place his lips on mine but stayed still as he did. “No more me being selfish. No more dragging you into this mess.”
“Weston.” I was ready to protest despite my body screaming for me to let him continue. “So, you’re just going to use me and then pretend like everything is okay with you?”
“I didn’t use you. I don’t think that’s what we agreed on. You are the only one allowed to use.” He looked at me for confirmation. “I just asked for your help and you gave it.”
“I guess.” I nodded.
“And I fully plan on paying you back,” he mumbled against my lips. Weston pulled me close, aligning our hips. “Tell me what you want.”
When I didn’t reply, he pressed himself against me even more. I let out a soft moan while I tilted my head for him to kiss me again.
“On my knees again?” he offered and reached to hike up my skirt. The chilled night air slapped against my thighs. Weston rubbed his hand against the skin to keep me warm.
“Weston,” I breathed out his name. When he looked at me like that, it was near impossible to form sentences. “We should discuss this.”
He shook his head. “It’s done. You’ve done what I’ve asked.”
“I don’t think we’re finished.”
“You’refinished with this,” he told me. “Now, let’s focus on something else, yeah? Something fun.”
I searched his eyes. Behind the lust, I can see his wheels turning. He wants sex now because he wants a distraction. A break from the stress. He doesn’t know how he’s going to get out of this mess. “I can help you.”
“You’ve done more than enough,” he promised. “Now, let me thank you.”
I glanced around the parking lot that would be full tomorrow. There was a bit of thrill that sparked through me with the thought that the star quarterback was ready to eat me out in front of a stadium that would be filled with fans tomorrow. He was godly to them, to the tailgaters, his teammates, and people on campus. He took all the praise and attention. When he was with me, he gave and that reality made me feel crazy special.
Weston lifted me so I was sitting on the bed of his pickup. My underwear was completely exposed when he pulled up my skirt. Weston didn’t take his time removing them as he did in my bedroom. He yanked the panties off and tossed them somewhere over my shoulder onto the truck bed.
His fingers were inside me immediately, and they were warm. I instantly lost myself in the pleasure. Under his touch, all I could think about was us right now, right here.
“There we go,” he whispered into my ear. He crawled onto the truck bed, encouraging me to lay flat on my back. His fingers left me briefly as he removed his sweater. The light of the stars defined the lines of his muscles. I couldn’t help releasing a whimper when he leaned over to capture my mouth with his. A feeling of safety washed over me when he placed his arms on either side of my head. I gripped his biceps, admiring the flexed muscles under the weight of my fingertips.
When I wrapped my legs around him, he pulled back to look down at me. With a smile, he placed two fingers in my mouth. I moaned around them and sucked gently.
“You’re going to kill me,” he told me with his own deep moan. I flicked my tongue across his fingertips, admiring his lustful stare. He eventually removed his fingers from my mouth to replaced them on my clit.
“Funny,” I told him through a heavy breath. “I thought that’s what you were doing to me.”
