Page 53 of Catching Feeling

It’s better this way, I tell myself as I turn the knob on the shower and water begins to spray from the showerhead.

Just as I’m about to step under the spray, the door flies open, and Reese busts in. His expression is determined as he makes his way over to me.

“Oh my god, I’m naked!” I say, making a feeble attempt at covering myself. Although, it’s not like he hasn’t seen it before. More than once at this point. “What the hell, Reese?”

“Fuck. This,” he says, closing the distance between us, grabbing my face between his big hands, and slamming his lips on mine. My protest dies on my tongue as he kisses me like a man possessed.

I should push him away. I should yell at him to get out and to pretend earlier never happened. To insist we reinstate our boundaries. I know exactly what I should do.

But I don’t.

His tongue licks at the seam of my lips, demanding entry, and then he’s sucking on my tongue and kissing me ravenously, until my knees feel weak. Until my heart is pounding so hard against my chest that I feel like I might actually faint.

A minute later, he pulls back, panting, a wild look in his eyes.

“Do you fucking see why I’m not going to let you run, Viv? Because if it was a mistake, or if it was wrong, then it wouldn’t fucking feel like this. It wouldn’t feel so goddamn good.”

I swallow as my hands drop to my sides. I don’t know how to respond because even though I want to run and pretend it’s all bullshit, I want him despite all the reasons I shouldn’t.

I’m trying to gather the strength to pull back, but I can only focus on the way his thumb grazes along my chin and the way his dark eyes are holding mine. How his chest is heaving at the same rate as mine from a kiss that felt like the world stopped spinning for a moment.

“You feel that, Viv?” he murmurs against my mouth, bringing my hand to the front of his boxers to feel how hard he is beneath them. “You feel this? This isn’t fucking nothing. This is me aching for you.”

His dick jerks in my hand as I close my palm over him, and he’s so hot that my brain feels like it’s short-circuiting. It’s impossible to think around him when he’s doing things like… touching me.

Existing.

Making me a wet, needy mess.

“Reese, I can’t—” I shake my head. “I can’t do a relationship. My life is a fucking wreck, and I can’t take on anything else right now. So I can’t give you that.”

“I’m not asking for a relationship. I’m asking for you to stop denying what we both so clearly want. I’m asking for you to let your body have what it fucking wants, Viv,” he grunts, hand trailing down my body, disappearing between my thighs. “I’m asking to come home from practice and eat this cunt as a post-workout meal. I’m asking to fuck you until your cum is running down my cock.”

My legs tremble when he brushes a thumb over my clit. I’m beginning to realize how sincerely fucked I am when it comes to this man.

He has the ability to get under my skin like no one else.

Effortlessly.

Pulling his hand from my clit, he brings it to my mouth, where he traces his finger that’s glistening with my wetness along my bottom lip before pushing it into my mouth. “Taste how badly you want me.”

It might actually be the dirtiest thing that’s ever happened to me, and I feel every ounce of it between my legs, the wetness dripping out of my pussy. I level my gaze, holding his eyes as I suck his finger into my mouth and swirl my tongue around the pad.

It’s at this moment that I decide I’m done running. That I’m going to give him exactly what he’s asking for. For me. And no one else.

His eyes darken, the corner of his lip tugging up into a cocky grin. “Friends with benefits, baby. That’s all I’m asking for.”

I reach up and pull his finger from my mouth. “Roommates with benefits. Friends is laying it on a littttttle thick, don’t ya think?”

“I’ve had my tongue on your pussy, babe. I think that makes us friends.”

God, his mouth.

He’s crude, and Jesus, so fucking sexy.

“Whatever. We’re roommates who want to fuck each other who may one day be friends. Easy. Uncomplicated. Exactly what I need.”

He nods, his shoulder dipping with it. “Sounds good to me.”

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