Page 43 of Dared

He huffed loudly. “I hate you.”

“Two lies in a row. I can’t believe you.” Shifting him off me, I climbed to my feet and righted my gaming chair, pushing it back into place. I really needed to look into buying something a little more stable. Without wheels.

“I wasn’t lying.”

I shook my head, tutting. “Three lies in a row.” Biting back a grin, I placed our controllers next to the console and then lay back on my bed.

“I may be a liar, but you’re a dirty cheat.” Leo crawled over me, like I was hoping he’d do, holding himself up in a plank position. I sometimes forgot how strong his core actually was, what with all his dance training, and then he’d do something like this, which would surprise me all over again.

“We make a good pair, then, don’t we?” My gaze flicked to his mouth.

His tongue swiped across his lips, and his lashes lowered. “Yeah.”

“Yeah,” I repeated, curving my hand around the back of his neck and pulling him down to me. He came willingly, sliding his mouth across mine without hesitation.

It was so fucking perfect. How could he kiss so well? I found my arms sliding down his back and then around to his sides, pulling him fully on top of me as we deepened the kiss, and?—

Oh.Fuck.

My dick was hard, right against him, and he was going to be aware of it any second?—

A soft whine fell from his lips, swallowed by my mouth, as he ground down, his hard dick pressing against mine.

Wait a fucking minute.

Leo’s. Hard. Dick.

Leo Evans was on top of me, and he was hard.

Holy fuck.

I hadno ideawhat to do except to kiss him back, holding on to him, and brace myself for the second he realised what was happening and the moment came crashing to a halt.

Except he made that soft noise again, which sent a shudder through my body, and he kissed me even harder, his body pressing down more insistently on mine.

It wasso fucking good.

I hated myself for what I had to do.

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“Leo,” I mumbled against his lips. “Leo.”

“Mmm?” He blinked down at me, all flushed cheeks, blown pupils, and kiss-swollen lips. Fucking gorgeous.

“We should stop.”

His body froze, hurt flashing in his gaze. Without a word, he rolled off me, onto his side, facing the wall.

“Fuck. No. That’s not what I meant.” Collapsing onto my back, I rubbed my hand over my face, attempting to gather myself. When I’d managed to catch my breath and my dick was no longer threatening to punch a hole through my joggers, I shifted onto my side, pressing my chest up against Leo’s back, although I kept my hips angled away from him. I didn’t trust my dick to behave, and holy fuck, Leo Evans made my dick hard. Okay, maybe I’d known that for a while, but it was somethingI’d been hoping would go away. Leo was my best friend, and the only reason we’d even started this whole kissing thing in the first place was to help him practise. And okay, maybe now we just kissed because we both liked it or whatever, but?—

A tiny whimper came from Leo, and I reacted instantly, gripping his arm and turning him onto his back. He covered his face with his hands, his knees drawn up, and he looked so vulnerable. I couldn’t stand it. I had to make this right.

“Leo. Baby. Look at me.”

He shook his head violently. Propping myself up on one elbow, I leaned down to kiss the back of his hand.

“Please.”

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