I pushed up on my toes, pulling his head closer.
And I kissed him.
It lasted barely a second. Just long enough to shake me to my core. For the heat of his lips to cause a burn I wasn’t sure would ever heal.
Then Evan was pulling away. “Reid? What are you doing?”
“Don’t say no,” I begged, tugging on the back of his neck. I didn’t know why I needed this, only that I did. I needed him to help me forget. To give my brain peace, even for just a few minutes. “I know this is a bad idea. I knowallthe reasons why we’ll both regret this. But please, just give me this. Just give me tonight.”
Evan’s teeth sank into his bottom lip. “Are you sure?”
“Please, Ev,” I whispered. “Please help me forget.”
His lips crashed against mine. The searing heat returned as he branded my very soul with his kiss. There was no hesitance. No uncertainty. Just a crushing need.
A need that might very well break me.
After a few seconds, the back of my neck began to protest the stretch. I whimpered in frustration at our height difference. He wasn’t close enough. I wanted him to consume me.
I needed it.
Evan’s chest vibrated with a growl, then his hands were moving to the backs of my thighs. He lifted me with ease, finally bringing our faces level.
My legs wrapped around his waist as my lips parted for him. In the back of my mind, I registered that Evan’s hands were on my skin. His palms warmed my hamstrings, while his fingers gently explored the curve at the bottom of my arse. God, I was just in a towel. Or at least, I had been. It must’ve fallen off when he lifted me.
Well, that was one less barrier in our way. I reached down between us to rearrange my aching cock. Feeling it against his abs, Evan pulled me closer with a grunt. His hand fit against the small of my back like it had been designed to.
With his encouragement, I ground against him, pleasure and need sparking with every movement. One of my hands was in his hair now, tugging as I tried to climb him. To get even closer.
Everything else was fading away. All the chaos. The turbulent storm of emotions. The confusion. Evan was erasing it all. For the first time ever, my brain was quiet.
I couldn’t get enough of it.
“Need more,” I panted, breaking away. “Want to feel you, Evan.”
His tongue flicked over his lips, red and swollen from our kisses. Fuck, how I wanted to feel them on other parts of my body. “Bedroom?”
The protective cage around my heart pulled tighter at the thought of Evan in my bed. That felt too close. Too intimate.
What the fuck was I doing?
“Sofa,” I rasped, not making eye contact. “It’s closer.”
If Evan noticed me drawing in on myself, he didn’t comment. Instead, he suffocated my doubt with kisses. Extinguished the flames of fear with his touch. Erased concerns about the future by lowering me to the sofa. Stripped off his shirt and jeans and covering my body with his.
“No underwear?” I quipped as he settled between my thighs.
He shrugged. “Less clothes to ruin if I need to shift in a hurry.”
The silky-smooth skin of his cock caressed my own, drawing a shiver from me. “Won’t hear me complaining.”
As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I wished I could call them back. What was I talking about? Whether Evan covered his junk or not wasn’t something I’d be thinking about in the future. This was a one-time thing. An escape. A distraction.
I wouldn’t be going back for seconds, thirds, or anything else.
Fortunately, Evan didn’t comment on it. He was busy kissing his way along my jaw, drawing embarrassing whimpers from me as he did so. “What do you want, Reid?”
The question started my brain spinning again. Fuck. I didn’t want to think, let alone make a decision. Normally I liked to be in control…but not right now. “Anything. Just distract me, please.”
