Page 51 of Sinful Desires

The bed dipped shortly after as Collin copied me, pulling the covers over himself as well. Despite the bed being large for just the two of us, I could still feel his warm breath against my skin, indicating that he was on his side facing toward me.

“Goodnight, Aspen,” he muttered sleepily.

A frown tugged at my mouth and confusion swirled around in my head, scrambling my thoughts. Goodnight? I thought he’d at least try to hook up with me or something. Was he just too tired that the idea of sex didn’t appeal to him? For some reason, I found that hard to believe.

It wasn’t like I’ve never made the first move before. Chewing on my lower lip again, a mischievous smirk captured my mouth as an idea sparked to life inside my mind. Turning over, so that I was now facing the wall, rather than him, I stared out into the darkness.

“Goodnight,” I replied softly—though, I had no intention of sleeping right now.

After a few moments of nothing but the sound of our breathing echoing through the room, I discreetly scooted backwards until I could feel his body heat radiating off him. Once he was close enough, I pushed my back against his torso.

“I didn’t peg you for a cuddler,” he muttered cluelessly, causing me to roll my eyes. I figured that the biggest fuckboy in school would be able to take a fucking hint. His arm snaked around my waist as if I actually wanted to cuddle.

I pushed my ass back into his crotch, causing his grip to tighten around me as he tensed. I wasn’t sure if the sudden tension in his body was from the surprise of my action, or if it was something else entirely.

“Sorry,” I said, biting back a laugh. When he dismissed it as an accident, his arm loosened around me once more and he relaxed behind me.

After a few more moments of nothing but silence, I slammed my ass back against him with too much force for it to be considered an accident this time. I could feel the outline of him in his joggers and it only aided in turning me on.

“Aspen,” he growled, hands tightening around me again.

Choking down another laugh, I continued grinding against him. Within seconds, he hardened against me, and my thighs clenched desperately as I ached for him.

“Aspen,” he hissed again on a breathy plea. “I know what you’re trying to do. Go to bed. It isn’t a good idea.”

My forehead creased in confusion as I brought my body to a halt. Was he really rejecting me right now? He’d been persistent with his flirting, and now he had me in his bed. What was stopping him all of a sudden? Now he just wasn’t interested?

I rolled over so that I was facing him; even though I couldn’t see him through the darkness I could tell he was staring at me.

“Bored of me already?” I teased, but the joke was a mask. The thought of that actually being true bothered me more than I cared to admit. I wasn’t attached to him by any means, but the connection we had was something I didn’t want to burn out too fast. At least let me have my fun first.

“Of course not. It’s just late and I’m sure you’re really tired.”

“I’m a big girl,” I retorted. “But I feel like that’s not the real reason. If you really aren’t interested anymore just tell me the truth. I can handle it.”

He cursed under his breath before dropping his hand to my hipbone that was almost exposed due to the way I was laying. In seconds, I was cocooned within his athletic body, breathing in his musky scent.

“I guarantee that I’m interested—”

“Fuck off, Collin. Goodnight.” Shoving away from him I turned the opposite direction, putting my back to him again—this time, far away from him.

Rejection was something I was used to. Just not this kind of rejection. Collin was the first guy I’ve actually felt any kind of connection with, and it blew up in my face before it even really started. Discomfort was heavy on my chest, but I pushed the feeling down the best I could and closed my eyes. He was just a stupid boy.

“Aspen,” he murmured, the bed shifting under his weight as he moved toward me. When I said nothing, he released a sigh, and pushed my hair away from my shoulders. “Why are you mad?”

Disbelief contorted my features. Was he serious? “I’m not mad,” I lied. “I just feel stupid. I’ll be out of your hair first thing in the morning.”

“Goddamnit,” he growled in frustration. The bed eased beneath his weight and for a moment, I thought he was returning to the opposite side of the bed to put space between us. That was until he grabbed me, knocking the breath from my lungs as he pinned me into the mattress beneath him. “Do you feel what you do to me?” he demanded, grinding his crotch down into mine. A whimper slipped free, and I arched my back, wanting more friction. “And you think I don’t fucking want you?”

My heart pounded furiously within my chest and for once in my pathetic life, I felt…nervous. His breath fanned against my lips, and I could see his silhouette hovering above me, but nothing more.

“Then why reject me?” I whispered.

A breathless laugh rumbled through him, and he buried his nose into the crook of my neck, eliciting a series of shivers. “I didn’t reject you. I was trying to be a gentleman. For once.” I didn’t believe him. Collin Walker was no gentleman. And I liked that just fine.

“What if I don’t want that?”

His lips pressed against my neck, right beneath my ear and a small gasp left me from both surprise and pleasure. “I wanted to resist you,” he whispered. “I’m supposed to stay away from you.” My eyes widened in the darkness but before I could comment on it, his lips came down on mine. The kiss was soft and warm. A kiss so passionate that it sent my stomach careening in the best way possible.

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