Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 90672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
I’m about to reach over to him, but I restrain myself.
Don’t make it weird.
We walk in silence for a few more moments before he pulls his hand out of his jacket pocket and reaches over, taking me by the wrist.
We stop, and I turn to him, enjoying the rush that pulses through me, exciting my nerves.
He releases my wrist quickly. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.”
“Not a big deal. What did you want?”
“I didn’t want anything. I just knew you wanted me to do that.”
“You knew I wanted what?”
“Me to touch you.”
My cheeks warm. I’m tempted to say it’s not true, but my curiosity outweighs my embarrassment. “How did you know?”
“Not sure where it comes from, but it’s like when we messed around at the house party and I sensed you wanted me to blow you.”
That’s right. I did think about wanting him on his knees…and then he did just that.
“Are you reading my mind?”
“Not really.” His gaze drifts off. “Have you ever had a dream where you run into someone you’ve never met in real life, but in the dream, you know all these things about them? Just, are certain of them? It’s like that. Makes me a real good lay.” He sports a cocky grin as his gaze meets mine, looking particularly adorable.
Jesus Christ, after the conversation we had, that’s what’s on my mind?
“A good lay and you know it? Sounds like a dangerous combination.”
“Most people enjoy it.”
My dick shifts in my pants as my thoughts wander.
I imagine him lurching forward and taking my mouth.
Maybe throwing me against a tree and showing me what else he can do with his mouth.
Maybe even with some other parts of his body so I don’t have to think about all the wild shit he and Seth just told me.
His playful expression shifts to concern, and with one hand still on my wrist, he grabs my other arm with his free hand. “Stop,” he warns.
Fuck, he wasn’t kidding about his power.
“Well, touching me certainly isn’t going to make me stop,” I tell him, pulling away, and surely sounding more than a little resentful that he won’t be making my fantasy come true.
“Sorry, yes, you’re right.” He shoves his hands in his jacket pockets, but that’s not where I want them right now. “Speaking of which…I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said about me being a sexual predator.”
I cringe at him even bringing up the conversation. “Brad, I’m starting to understand that you aren’t doing this to me the way I thought.”
“Yeah, but I’m sorry for messing around with you at Alpha Alpha Mu’s party. I assumed you wanted it too, which is why I was feeling the way I was, but considering how much weird shit there is around you, and that I can’t even control what I feel, we don’t know what we’re fucking with here. We don’t ever have to bring it up again. And what’s happening between us as far as what my powers are doing, we don’t have to get into details with the guys about it if you’re not comfortable with that.”
Brad Henning is just full of surprises. In such a short span of time, he’s gone from being douche extraordinaire to this thoughtful guy who’s genuinely concerned about me.
“I’m not sorry about what happened at the party,” I say. He tilts his head, and my cheeks are warm again. “It was pretty epic, actually.”
He chuckles awkwardly. “It was, right?” But his expression turns serious again. “You’re sure you’re straight?”
I take a moment before replying. “Maybe I was too quick to say that. I’ve never done anything with a guy, and when it happened after the Seth thing, I assumed it was something you were doing to me. But maybe, like you mentioned with other guys, I have some bi-curious part you activated when we met.”
“Maybe. I just don’t know that we should fuck around like that again while we don’t know what’s going on.”
My heart sinks. After all that, I’m not gonna be able to even feel that again? Fuck me.
“College is about experimenting, right?” I say as a half-joke.
He studies my expression. “You keep saying shit like that, and you’re gonna make it real hard for me to keep my hands off you.”
“Shit like that,” I tease, which makes him smile before stepping closer to me, his gaze on my mouth.
I lick my lips, and he places his hand against my face, running his thumb across the bottom lip. Desire pulses through me, radiating through my body.
He pulls his hand back, leaving my body wanting so much more.
“I’m sorry for how we dumped all this on you tonight, Luke. I know it’s a lot.”
I was enjoying the distraction, but now he’s brought it back to the thing that feels like too much to handle. “That’s an understatement.”