Page 79 of The Chemistry of Us

“It may have slipped,” I admitted. Why was she making me nervous? I needed to focus on the hurt from the past so I didn’tmake the same mistake. I was being nice because I’d gone too far. That was all this was, nothing more.

Nope.

“Ah.” Tru made her way over to my side.Please don’t touch me, please don’t.

A hand.

Her hand. Grazed my thigh.

I could have sworn my dick strained toward her hand in such longing that it was borderline pathetic.

She let out a soft moan. “This feels good.”

Want to know what else would feel good? “Yup.”

Stay strong.

“So a date.” Why wasn’t her hand moving from my thigh? “Tonight.”

Dead kittens. Puppies. Hair on the floor. If possible, I only got harder.

She slid her hand upward.

I completely froze. “Let’s go to the beach and eat at that burger place.”

“Sounds good.”

Water lapped around her tits as she slowly moved and straddled me with my poor dick trapped between us just sliding against her stomach. I grit my teeth. I didn’t move my hands or my hips.

Who even was I at this point?

“Interesting,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“What is?” I rasped.

“A week ago, you would have kissed me, taunted me, threatened to impale me with your favorite appendage, and ended it with an insult, but now? You’re the epitome of control.”

I was actually dying. “You have no idea.” I could barely get words out. “How difficult this is for me right now.”

Tru rested her head against my chest. “Yeah, I think I do.”

“Hey!” Chad yelled from the house. “No sex in the hot tub, man! You know the rules!”

“We aren’t having sex!” I yelled back. “Trust me, you’d know if we were!”

He went back inside, leaving us alone. “Why no sex in the hot tub?”

“Germs.” I nodded. “I mean, do you want to swim in someone else’s juices? Plus, it’s hot, meaning a bacteria bloodbath. See, I pay attention in class.”

She moved off me. “I should probably go get ready.”

“Me too.”

Neither of us budged.

I cleared my throat. “It’s going to take me a minute, and I don’t want to poke my own eye out, so just…go.”

Please. Go.

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