Page 78 of Forbidden You

“Good.”

“Good,” she parrots.

We stay quiet, staring into each other’s eyes for way longer than we should, and within a split second, the air changes like it always does. I breathe out through my nose to settle down.

“So,” she starts, “friends with benefits?”

“Are we friends?”

“I hope so?”

“Right.” It’s the only thing I say because I don’t know how to answer. I want to be her friend, but I don’t know if I can be her friend if I’m also sleeping with her. Not to mention the fact that I’m still her boss. It feels like I’m signing up for a lot of confusion, and a disaster waiting to happen.

“Look, I know I mess around with you, because, well, you’re hot.”

I chuckle. “You’re so blunt.”

“BUT,” she continues, “I consider you my friend, Bodi.” She pauses, giving me a tentative look that slices through my chest. “I hope you feel the same.”

“I do,” I breathe out. “Even though you’re making life hard on me every chance you get.”

There is a protectiveness inside of me reserved for her and that makes me believe that I do consider her to be my friend. I want her to be okay. I want her to be happy. I want her to succeed in whatever she wants in life.

“I keep you on your toes. You love it.” She huffs, but it’s followed by a smile that expands my heart. “Well, that wasn’t as hard as I thought. Feel better now?”

Her lighthearted attitude about this is something I should be relieved about. I was scared she’d throw a fit or a teenage tantrum, but instead, she’s handling this like a pro, like an adult, giving me exactly what I want.

Sex without any complications.

But then why do I feel disappointed? Why is there something pinching my heart as if I’m missing something?

“I guess.” I rake a hand through my hair as I keep staring at her.

She looks gorgeous with her face completely free from make-up, and her brown hair up in a messy bun. Makes me want to cuddle her. Makes me want to kiss her all night long while she’s wrapped in my arms.

My eyes fall to her plump lips that’re taunting me with their alluring pink color. When she notices where my attention is, her tongue darts out, and I shift my gaze a little up. Her eyes sparkle at me with a craving that quickly builds my own, the sexual tension filling the space between us as fast as flipping a switch. Our eyes don’t divert for what feels like forever until she rolls her eyes. She tosses the remote to the side with a dull look.

“Are you going to kiss me now?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” I throw my body forward until I’m on top of her and she falls onto her back on the couch. My lips find hers with a hunger that never seems to dry up, and when her tongue presses against mine, I let out a ferocious moan. Her fingers snake up to my neck, holding our heads locked with a need that travels all the way through my body to my groin.

“Glad we got that settled,” I murmur against her lips.

My hands explore the soft skin under her t-shirt, and with a lazy look, she pulls it over her head, exposing her braless breasts. Her nipples are rock hard, and I bite my lip before my mouth latches onto them, swirling my tongue while my fingers twitch holding the other one.

“Yeah, great talk,” she hums, followed by a longing cry when I forcefully suck her nipple. Her palm lands on my hard dick that’s dying to spring free and, as if she can read my mind, she yanks my sweats down in one swift move.

With her feet, she manages to push them down to my ankles, making it easy to kick them off while she does the same with her shorts. Within a second, she’s lying underneath me, in all her naked glory, and I take a moment to stare at her.

Fuck.

“I don’t have a condom,” I huff.

“I’m on birth control and I’m clean. Are you?”

I shake my head. “Never had unsafe sex.”

Her eyes widen before they darken with lust. “I’m the first who you’ll fuck completely bare?”

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