Page 84 of Caught Up

I sat up. “Don’t be. It’s okay.”

“I’ll come back,” he said.

“No worries.” I shrugged. “Casual, remember?”

His eyes darkened, and in a blink, he’d flattened me back to the mattress, elbows braced beside my head, hips pinning mine. He rolled into me, hisjean-coverederection rough against my sensitive skin, sending an aftershock of bliss rocketing through my core. “What if I said I want something more than casual?”

I stilled beneath the weight of his gaze, digging deep and trying to find courage, trying to ignore the memories of how badly he’d once hurt me. “I’m scared,” I confessed.

He tipped forward, pressing our foreheads together. “I know. We can take it as slow as you need.”

I searched his eyes, wondering if I was making a huge mistake. Slowly, I nodded. “Okay.”

He surged forward, kissing me, tongue merciless and demanding, working my mouth like he’d just worked my pussy. I wrapped my legs around him and drew him closer. With a shallow thrust, he ground his erection against me, making me squirm, making me wish we had more time. I wanted his dick inside me. Hisentiredick this time, hard and fast and brutal, but I doubted we had the time.

With a groan, he broke away. “God, I want to fuck you.” His eyes were wild in the dying light. “And I want to talk about what’s going on between us, but I have to go, and I hate that I’m leaving you like this.”

I grinned. “Like what? Wrung out from how good youtongue-fuckedme?”

He shook his head. “You know what I mean.” His brows drew together. “I don’t know how long this will take.”

I leaned forward, pressing one last kiss to his lips. “It’s all right if you can’t make it back. Just let me know you’re safe.”

Several minutes later, we crept downstairs. I didn’t hear any sounds in the apartment, so I figured Ryan was still out.

“Incoming!” they yelled as we hit the first floor, making me jump.

Walter came tearing around the corner toward us, and I had just enough time to getreallynervous, because this wasn’t how I wanted him and Juni—no,Nic—to meet, but Nic held a hand up and said “stop” in the most commanding tone I’d ever heard, and Walter scooted to a halt and sat without having to be told.

The two eyed each other for a long moment.

“We good?” Nic asked.

Walter ducked his head, tail thumping, and I knew everything would be fine.

“All right,” Nic huffed, squatting down to Walter’s level. “Come on, then.”

Walter went bananas, sprinting the final few feet to Nic, sniffing every part he could reach and whacking him with his tail more times than I could count.

“I’ve never seen him so instantly obsessed with someone before,” I said.

Nic shot me a smug look. “Takes after his mother.”

Ryan guffawed from nearby. Taylor let out an answering snort, and I yanked my gaze up to see my roommates and Jackson all spread out on the couch. Huh. We must have been in my room longer than I realized. It felt like the face riding had lasted all of a minute, but now I was starting to wonder if sex with Nic was so good that I’d ended up in a time warp or something.

“All right. I know,” he said, straightening. He gave Walter one last pet before raising his gaze to mine. “I’ve got to go.”

“Drive safe?” I said.

He nodded and turned to wave at our onlookers. “Enjoy the rest of your night.”

Taylor waved back. “You, too, you dirty little slut.”

Nic shook his head, dropped a parting kiss on my forehead, and left.

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Junior

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