Page 4 of Undeniably Enemies

“Keep going.” She grabs the back of my head and slams my mouth back to hers in a hard, passionate kiss. “Please, keep going. Don’t stop.”

Fuck.

Her dress is impossible, and I work my hand under the layers, anxious to get to the place we both want me to be. She helps me out, moving and shifting it until I reach the bare skin of her thighs. Her skin is unbelievably soft, like fucking heaven, and I slide my hand up to the triangle covering her pussy.

Her grip on my other arm tightens as I rub my finger up and down her satin-covered slit. She’s wet and warm, and I need to feel her skin-to-skin. I move the fabric to the side and immediately thrust two fingers straight into her. Andfuckis she tight. So tight, I wheeze out a breath and my cock jerks.

Her head falls back against the stucco of the house, and with our eyes locked, I pump in and out of her. “Does that feel good?”

She nods, her teeth sinking into her lip. “So good.”

“After this, I want to take you home with me and do it again.”

She doesn’t reply as I continue to fuck her with my fingers,but I don’t care. This won’t be a one-and-done. I can already tell I’m going to need her again at least once more tonight. Turning my wrist, I use my thumb to rub her clit and recapture her mouth with mine. I kiss her as I work my fingers in and out of her while rolling her clit. She’s moaning and writhing and pawing at me as if she doesn’t know how to control how good this feels.

I swallow her sounds and nearly blow my load in my pants when her pussy spasms and clenches around my fingers as she comes. Fuck is that hot. I can’t wait to feel that on my cock. I slip my fingers from inside her and immediately go for my wallet to retrieve a condom.

“A torrid affair indeed,” she hums, her eyes closed and a flushed, pretty smile on her face. I chuckle as I undo my pants and work the condom on.

“You haven’t felt anything yet.”

Before she can get her bearings or even fully come down from her orgasm high, I pick her up until her thighs are around my waist, shift her dress around, and with one hard push, thrust inside of her. And motherfucker, is she tight. So much tighter than I expected. Sweat breaks out on my forehead, and I grit my teeth to stop myself from coming.

A sharp, wounded noise catapults from her lips, and suddenly, she’s pushing me as far from her body as she can.

I freeze, wondering if I somehow misread this. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

“Yes. I…” Her eyes are sparkling with tears. “I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to know.”

“Know what?” I can barely breathe. Barely think as my mind swirls, even as euphoria consumes me at the feel of being inside her.

“I’m a virgin.”

I blink and blink again as if the words aren’t making sense. “A virgin?”

She nods. “It’s okay. I wanted to. I still want to. I just need a moment.”

“A moment?” I parrot, still lost. A virgin? The fuck? I was not gentle. Not even a little. Jesus Christ. I cup her jaw. “Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?”

She shakes her head vigorously. “No. Please don’t. I want this. It’s why I didn’t want you to know.”

“Take off the mask,” I demand. “If we’re doing this, if I’m taking this piece of you, I need to see your face and know who you really are.” Because even though I shouldn’t, there is a very dark and primal part of me that likes that I’m the one she’s giving this to. That thrills in how she’ll always remember me and this night. But I have to see her. I have to see all of her.

Without waiting for her response, I slip the mask up and freeze all over again as I get a good look at the lines of her pretty face. Holy shit. Holy fucking shit. If I thought my heart was pounding a minute ago…

“Wren?” No. It can’t be. It’s impossible. Please tell me this isn’t happening. Dread pools low in my gut and shoots ice water through my veins.

“What?” she cries, startled. “How do you know my name?”

I rip my mask off, and her face mimics mine when she realizes who I am.

“Jack?!”

Jesus. I just took my best friend’s little sister’s virginity. And I’m still inside her.

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Truth time? I didn’t come here with the intention of losing my virginity. But I also didn’tnotcome here with that intention. What can I say? I’m tired of lugging this damn V-card around, and college boys do not interest me. Then one night it was nearly taken from me without my consent. Since then, it’s been an even heavier load to bear. So when my best friend, Tinsley, who is a world-famous pop star, asked me to visit her in LA and attend the Heaven’s Hell Halloween party for the second year in a row, the thought crossed my mind.

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