“Is this about Selina?” My question is ignored, sparking something in my gut. At first, I think I’m annoyed, but then I realize that’s not quite it. “Are you jealous?”
Aurora scoffs, tucking her hair behind her ear so I can see her pouting once more. “As if,” she grits out between clenched teeth.
“You are kind of cute when you’re jealous,” I taunt, a grin playing on my lips.
“I’m not,” she presses on, sticking to her lie. “I just don’t appreciate being laughed at and patronized.” The bitterness and hurt in her voice wipes the smile off my face.
She has been behaving. I’m already using her for my gain, confining and controlling her. There is no reason to be cruel to her now.
“Ignore Selina, she’ll leave you alone,” I promise.
Aurora clearly doesn’t believe me. Shaking her head, she says, “Selina might as well pee on you to mark her territory. How long have you been sleeping together?”
I’m so surprised by her assumption that I laugh, which only enrages Aurora more. Her face turns a hue of red, her eyes basically staring daggers at me.
“I’ve never slept with her,” I reveal, making sure there is no trace of humor left in my voice. “We’ve never even kissed. If Selina acts possessive, it’s because we’ve been through a bunch of shit together. Including me saving her life.”
“Either you are blind, or you are sending mixed signals on purpose,” she accuses.
I let her words sink in, reflecting on how I interact with Selina. I don’t think I ever did anything to lead her on, but maybe I haven’t set boundaries either. The truth is, I’ve never been attracted to her. Not like I’m attracted to Aurora.
Her jealousy fuels that attraction. Because the only reason she would feel that way is if she had a thing for me. I remember the way she looked at me when she saw me naked for the first time; she was curious even then. Another memory enters my mind… her legs spread, my tongue on her pussy, her soft moans, the heat of skin.
Blood rushes to my groin, my cock swells in my sweatpants, and suddenly, all I can think about is sinking deep into her virgin cunt.
Before I can stop myself, I grab a fistful of her blanket and rip it off her body. The next second, I’m on her, pouncing like I’m the predator, and she is my prey. Aurora gasps in shock as I cover her with my larger form, pushing her small body into the mattress.
My face is only a few inches from hers when I speak. “You must be misreading thesignals,because no one has ever sent signals to you.”
Aurora is breathing heavily, her lips are slightly parted and her eyes wide. She remains still as I slowly move my face closer. “Let me educate you,” I say when her lips brush against mine.
She shudders, and a satisfied grin tugs on the corner of my mouth. Using my knee, I pry her legs apart and settle between them. My cock is so hard it hurts, and the only small relief I find is grinding it against her pussy.
“Thisis how I send signals,” I explain, my voice low and raspy, before I drag my lips across her jaw. I place open mouth kisses over her delicate skin until I make it to the crook of her neck.
My hand finds its way under her top. I drag my fingertips up her ribs while sinking my teeth into her shoulder playfully.
“Liam…” My name falls from her lips with a heavy breath. There is a hint of fear in her voice, and when her palms press against my chest, I’m not sure if she is about to push me away or pull me closer.
I pause, waiting for her to make up her mind. She ends up doing neither. Her hands remain on my chest, but she doesn’t push or pull.
Lifting my head, I scan her face. Her cheeks are flushed and her pupils dilated. There is longing in her big blue eyes, but it’s overshadowed by worry.
“I’m not going to hurt you.” I try to ease her mind. “Quite the opposite. I’m going to make you feel really good.”
“I’m nervous,” she confesses, taking me by surprise. I’m not shocked about her being nervous; I am shocked that she is admitting to it.
“Don’t be. We’ll go slow,” I promise.
Then she surprises me yet again. Grabbing my shirt, she pulls me down until my lips crush onto hers.
Closing my eyes, I deepen the kiss, molding my body to hers. My tongue meets hers, and I’m instantly addicted to the sweet taste of her. I’ve never been a fan of making out, but Aurora is different. I can get lost in her. Everything about her is perfect. The way she tastes, the sounds she makes, the feel of her touch. I want it all. The more she gives, the more I crave.
Her hands roam my upper body, tentatively at first, but she quickly becomes bolder, even slipping under my shirt to drag her nails down my back.
I groan at the sensation, precum leaking from the tip of my cock. I’m so ready to sink into her heat, my movements turn urgent, tugging at her tank top hard enough for the fabric to rip.
She doesn’t seem to care at all; instead she moans against my mouth. We break our kiss briefly, just long enough to strip out of our shirts. Then our lips meet once again. It’s passionate, almost desperate, like we need each other more than our next breath.
