Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 95559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Our bodies continue to move against each other as we each try to gain the friction we need for release. Ky moves his hand toward the clasp of my bra and with a quick flick of his fingers, snaps it open. He nudges the material aside, freeing my breasts from the lace. He takes no time giving them his undivided attention, sucking, blowing, and gently biting the peaks that have formed. This time, I’m the one moaning into his neck as the ache between my legs builds up to the familiar unbearable-yet-pleasurable climax.
Loud voices outside the front door brings us back to the present with an unwelcome bump, and Kyler quickly stops his ministrations, grabbing my top in doing so and handing it to me as I awkwardly fumble to put it on and protect my dignity. I thank God we had the foresight to leave the lights off. Otherwise, whoever is about to walk through the door would be greeted by an unexpected sight. The front door opens, and Kyler moves to the bottom of the steps, and I instantly miss the warmth of his body on mine. I slowly move up the stairs and out of sight from the others. Whether they pay attention or not, I’m sure it’ll be obvious Ky and I were not talking about the weather while we were by ourselves. Our swollen lips are a testament to that.
Laughter comes through the door before the drunken bodies of our roommates appear.
“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Nolan attempts to whisper but it comes out as a loud whoosh. “Don’t wanna wake KyKy.” Devon and Jude break into hysterical laughter at this, and I know Kyler will have his hands full dealing with them. I think about going down the stairs to help him, but I’m in no state to do so. Drunk or not, they’ll notice I’ve not exactly been in bed reading, and I’m too worked up to be of any use.
“I’m awake, Nole.” I hear Ky tell him with a laugh. “Holy shit, how many have you had?”
“Waaaaaayyy toooooo maaaannnyyyyyy,” Jude drawls, which brings more laughter from the others.
“Okay, let’s get you some water,” Kyler tells them.
“You’re so good to us, Sandman. Saaaandmannnnn!”
As my inebriated roommates start chanting Kyler’s nickname, I decide not to hang around any longer. Instead, I make my way to Ky’s room, where I sit and wait for him.
After what feels like a lifetime later, Kyler opens the door and quietly walks in.
“That took longer than I thought,” he says as he sits on the edge of the bed. I crawl over and kneel behind him. Leaning down, I kiss the back of his neck, hoping we can pick up from where we were interrupted. It’s not as if the other three are sober enough to realize what’s going on behind closed doors. Ky drops his head forward, and I continue kissing his neck and shoulders over his shirt. Needing more access, I drop my hands to the hem and tug the material upwards, hoping he’ll take the hint, but instead, Ky’s body tenses, and his hands settle on mine, preventing them from moving any further.
“Thea, wait.”
A cold, harsh wave of rejection hits me head on, and the feeling is like a million pinpricks attacking my skin, forcing me to sit back. Embarrassment follows, and I quickly scramble off the bed, my hands folded across my body as I try and make my escape.
“Sorry, I thought . . .” I mumble, not really knowing what to say, “I guess I was wrong.”
Kyler's arm reaches out as I walk past, and he grabs my arm gently, halting me in my tracks.
“Don’t go, please just let me explain?”
Sighing in defeat, I turn and face him, keeping my distance as I do so.
“Believe me. I want to. I’ve wanted you for so long. And tonight, it would have been so easy to take you on the stairs. But you’ve just come out of a long-term relationship, and I . . .” Pausing, he takes a deep breath and inhales before continuing. “I don’t want to be something you regret, Thea.”
“You won’t be.” I quickly reassure him, needing him to know that’s the last thing I would think.
“You say this now but think about it. This can’t be a rebound, not for me.”
“Kyler, it’s not for me either. I told you earlier, my relationship with Adam was over long before either of us cared to admit. I’m ready to move on.”
“Are you, though? This thing between us is the real deal for me. I like you. More than I should, given you’re my best friend’s sister. Hell, if I’m being honest, I’ve ‘more than liked you’ ever since you patched me up that night. But I also need to protect myself. You gotta understand, I don’t have a female figure in my life who really cares about me. My mom? All she wants from me is money. My sister? To her, I’m an on-call babysitter or someone to hook her up with my hockey buddies. And sure, I have a five-year-old niece who has me wrapped around her little finger. But then I met you and . . .” Kyler pauses, “Thea, you have the power to destroy me.”