Page 38 of Bending The Rules

My heart leaped up into my throat and got stuck, and I quickly swallowed it back down. “You know what I mean.”

“No, Tee. I really don’t. Explain it.”

“I can’t.”

“Why?”

I didn’t even realize I’d been moving, but suddenly the backs of my thighs met the desk, and I dropped my hands to grip the edge, steadying myself. Justin was right in front of me, all in my space, with this intensity in his eyes that made it hard to breathe. I dropped my gaze, trying to keep my shit together. “I… I don’t know what you’re looking for me to give you, Justin.”

“A straight answer,” he said, putting a finger under my chin to turn my face up toward his, so he could look me in the eyes.

I shrugged. “You haven’t asked a straight question.”

And I didn’t want him to. Friend or not, I was embarrassed beyond belief by my attraction to him. And now that I’d “outed” myself, I was past that. Now, I wasmortified.Heart racing, face on fire, panties soaked, all thanks to a simple, innocent dance with myfriend.

Friend.

How the hell was I supposed to admit that to him?

“You said you were immune to me – not physically attracted – back then.Back then. That implies that something is different now. Is something different now?”

I didn’t answer.

My brain couldn’t process the need to respond with all my blood rushing to my sex organs. It was busy. So I just stood there, chest heaving, eyes wide, like a fool while Justin looked at me, waiting for an answer I wouldn’t give if I could.

But I guess my non-existent answer was… an answer.

Maybe even the answer he wanted.

He leaned into me, lowering his mouth to mine. He teased my bottom lip with his tongue, then gently nipped it with his teeth before he pulled it into his mouth, gently sucking away the sting. He slipped his tongue between my lips and I opened for him, no hesitation, as he buried his fingers in my hair.

Noses mashed together, teeth clacking, lips swollen… Justin and I were for real kissing.

In real life.

And it was oomph-y as hell.

His grip on my hair tightened as he leaned into me more, and the edge of the desk pressed into the backs of my legs. I raised my arms, draping over his shoulders as my marker fell to the floor, completely forgotten. One of my hands rested on his shoulder, the other went to the back of his head. One of his hands stayed in my hair, pulling me deeper into the kiss, and the other went down to my ass, gripping and squeezing as he pressed his body closer to mine.

His dick was hard.

Iwas making his dick hard.

It seemed like he realized it at the same time I did, because he pulled back, suddenly, looking dazed. Neither of us said anything, and he ran his hand down his face, breaking our gaze for a moment before he brought his eyes back to mine.

“Tee—.”

Before he could get anything out, I reached up to press a finger to his lips. There was a question in his eyes, but I shook my head, then took his face in my hands, pulling his mouth back down to mine.

I didn’t want to talk about it.

Because if we talked about it, we would have to address that it wasn’t a good idea, that it didn’t make sense. So instead of speaking, I kissed him, and hoped he would take the hint.

He.

Did.

He took over the kiss, backing us into the desk again. There was a loud crash as he pushed the boxes stacked there off the side, then easily scooped me up to sit me down.

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