“Gray,” I whined, desperateand right on the edge.
He bit down on my neck inresponse—not hard, barely even hard enough to leave a mark, butmorethan enough to set me off.
Breath caught in my throatas my orgasm hit, my whole chest tight with the sudden tense-and-release. Awave of pleasure rolled down my spine, my hips jerking hard into Gray’s hand as Ifinished in a white-hot burst.
In my underwear.
Like an inexperiencedteenager.
Great.
Well, itwasgreat. Iwasn’tgoing to argue right now, not when I was happy and satisfied and the mess I’djust made was at least contained in my black boxer-briefs. Black had been agreat choice, in hindsight.
An aftershock rippledthrough me as Gray pulled me in for another kiss, my spent cock grazing hishard one, still tenting his pants.
“I shouldn’t ask you to comehome with me,” I murmured, knowing I was right but not caring enough to stopmyself. This was stupid, and I should have been scrambling away and beggingforgiveness for being so weak, but right now…
“Ask me anyway,” Gray said,holding my gaze with those deep blue eyes that could have mesmerized anyone.What man would be able to resist him?
This was stupid, this was akind of stupid that went above and beyond any of the stupid things I’d done before,but…
A knock on the door startledus both.
“Miles,” my father’s voicecalled through it. “I know you’re in there.”
I looked between the doorand Gray, horror dawning over me. My dad couldn’t catch us like this.
“Get behind the couch,” Isaid, climbing off him and frantically buttoning my fly, hoping like hell thatI didn’t look as ruffled as I felt. Maybe he wouldn’t notice.
“Coming,” I called out,trying to ignore the way Gray snorted as he crouched behind the too-shortsettee. From the door, he’d be hidden, but there was no way I could hide him ifmy dad came into the room.
And then, I’d have a lot ofexplaining to do.
Thiswasa terribleidea, and I was already paying for it. I’d known my whole life thatI couldn’t afford to make a mistake, but this was taking it to the extreme. Themistake hadn’t evenfeltlike a mistake, except that there wereinstant, terrifying consequences.
After straightening myclothes as well as I could, I headed for the door. My dad clearly knew I was inhere with someone—as long as he never found outwho, it didn’t matter. I wasallowed to make out with a stranger at my cousin’s party. Hell, it might evenhave encouraged them to make a donation.
I hadn’t even realizedhe was planning on being here.
“Dad.” I licked my lips as Iopened the door, hoping against hope that he wouldn’t peer too closely into theroom beyond.
“Miles,” he said, glancingover my shoulder and then frowning when he didn’t immediately see someone…acting casual on the couch, or something.
“It would be weirder if youwere in here by yourself,” Dad continued. “But I’ll let whoever’s hiding staythat way.”
Dammit.
Of course, itwouldhave been weirder if I was in here by myself, and people had definitely seen medisappear with Gray. All I could hope was that he hadn’t talked to anyone who knewwho Gray actually was.
“I saw your car outside andI was hoping for a ride home. Mine won’t start.”
“Oh, uh…” I blinked at him,still surprised that I was just going to get away with sneaking off with astranger.
I didn’t do that,normally. I behaved myself at these things.
And I never brought a date,and I always let someone corner me for hours before escaping to hide in thebathroom for twenty minutes and then sneaking out. This was a wholeworldof firsts for me.
“Is it that late?” I asked.
