Page 31 of Undone

With his next step closer, she found herself pinned against one of the bedposts. Placing his hands on her shoulders, he took his time sliding them down her arms. All while keeping their gaze connected.

A little puff of breath escaped her parted lips and a bolt of lightning ripped through her.

But it was when he grabbed both wrists and raised her arms, pinning them to the post, she could hear nothing but her heart pounding in her ears. If he thought her nipples were hard earlier, they were now aching. “Dylan, what are you doing?”

When he dipped his head, his mouth hovered over hers.

He was about to kiss her.

She should stop him and leave. She shouldn’t be kissing one man when she just fucked another.

“Tell me no, if you don’t want this.”

The problem was, she did want it.

She waffled back and forth between thinking kissing him would be wrong and letting herself allow it, simply to discover if that spark between them still existed or if she was only imagining it.

If it wasn’t there, she could easily resist him and walk away. If it was…

She could be in trouble.

She owed no loyalty to Ford, the same way he owed no loyalty to her. They kept things simple and uncomplicated. They were also free to date or be with others.

But still…

Damn it.She needed to stop judging herself so harshly. Plenty of other people would be willing to do that for her. She shouldn’t let the moral “rules” of others fill her head. She could make her own.

Her biggest concern was alienating Ford. He’d been good to her for years. Quietly supportive in the background. Only a phone call or text away if she needed anything. Including him.

“Erin…”

God, her name crossing his lips like that…

She closed her eyes when her name, in the same way he just said it, echoed through her mind.

She should be able to resist him.

She was finding that ability impossible.

One kiss. What would it hurt?

Opening her eyes, she saw his furrowed brow. A second later with a single nod, he released her wrists. “I’ll leave you alone.”

Before he had a chance to step back, she grabbed his face and pulled him to her, crashing their lips together. A puff of breath filled her mouth before he took control of the kiss, forcing her back into the bedpost again, intertwining their fingers and pulling her hands above her head once more.

His tongue drove into her mouth, completely claiming it. He stole her breath and made her knees wobble. She struggled to stay on her feet as her bones melted.

Holy smokes, he was a great kisser. So much better than she remembered.

Of course, back then, they were young and only finding their way. Typical teenagers figuring out their bodies and how they reacted to certain actions and situations. While fun and exciting,Dylan always kept his wits about him and stopped before they went too far, despite Erin begging him not to.

She wanted him to be her first because at the time, she thought he would also be her last. The universe had different ideas.

She quickly left the past behind when he wedged his knee between her thighs, spreading them. His thick thigh pressed against her throbbing pussy and the way he rocked it against her shoved her dress higher.

And higher.

Rudely reminding her she no longer wore any panties.

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