betraying him. I knew what dating Bee would do to him, and I did it anyway.”
“Maybe if you told him—”
“She doesn’t want him to know, and if she ever does, she’ll tell him herself.”
“But why you? Why did she choose you to know her secret instead of the boy she loves?”
“She didn’t. It was by accident that I found out, but it was my decision to help her.”
I watched the battle over whether to believe me or not wage within her until she said, “Regardless, you still have a girlfriend. The kissing has to stop.”
Like hell it does.
I kept our gazes locked as I pulled out my phone, dialed, and placed the call on speaker. “Bee, I’m with a girl I’d very much like to kiss. Will you tell her it’s okay?”
Barbette snorted and said, “It’s okay, Four.”
And because I knew my best friend well, I hung up quickly and took Four’s mouth before she could allow more bullshit to spill from her lips. Those sexy, delicious fucking lips.
Mine.
It wasn’t long before I was swallowing her moans, my hands full of her slender hips.
“Ever. Wait.”
“Hell no. I don’t want to wait anymore.” I kissed her again only for her to push me away.
“What about what I want?”
I stared down at her. “You don’t want me?”
I got my answer when I felt her shiver at the promise of having me. “It’s not that simple,” she raged. “You keep filling my head with possibilities only to take it back whenever you want!”
“I know, Four.”
“Don’t do that. Don’t sweet-talk me. It won’t work this time.”
“I could persuade you other ways,” I offered.
“That sounds, suspiciously, like you getting your way.”
“You want me to spell it out? Fine. I want to go down on you, so tell me you want it, too.”
She looked torn as her teeth sunk into her swollen lips. “No sex?”
“No sex,” I confirmed. For now.
She chewed on her lip before saying, “Fine.”
“Uh-uh. Give me the words.”
“I—I want it, too.”
“See? That wasn’t so hard.” I crouched at the edge of the bed and yanked her shorts off. I was eager to get my mouth on her. After her panties joined her shorts on the floor, I drank in the sight of her pussy. I leaned in, but her hand suddenly gripping my hair stopped me from getting my fix.
“I’d like to remind you that I have a mean right hook.”
“You threatening me, baby?” I made a mental note to make her come extra hard.
“You better fucking believe it.”
I tugged her hips hard, making her fall flat on her back. My tongue flicked her clit, shutting her up.
“Oh, God,” she shrieked when I did it again. “What was I thinking? This is bad. We’re bad.”
I ignored her guilt trip and kept right on eating. Sliding a finger inside her, I groaned at how tightly she gripped me and palmed my dick with my free hand. I didn’t want to come in my pants like I was thirteen.
I couldn’t get enough of this girl.
I knew she was close to coming when her grip tightened in my hair, and her body jerked.
Fuck yeah.
Her hips lifted from the bed when I got my tongue inside her, so I gripped her thighs to hold her down as she rode the wave. Beyond her cries, I heard the faint sound of footsteps in the hall and then her bedroom door opening.
“Yo, Four! I have the dog fo—”
It was too late to pretend that nothing was happening. I glanced over my shoulder and found Jamie standing in the open doorway. His shock was evident as he stared at me kneeling between Four’s thighs.
“Get out!” I barked.
He came to his senses and jerked the door closed but not before I caught the sly grin on his face.
“Oh, God,” Four panted. “He saw, didn’t he?”
“Yeah, he fucking saw.” I stood and crossed the room to lock the door—something I should have done to begin with. When I faced her again, I found one of her pillows shoved between her legs.
“Well, what do we do?”
“Why would we do anything?”
“No one can know we did…things.”
I laughed. “So, what do you suggest I do? Kill my cousin?”
“Of course not.” I was still laughing thanks to the look on her face. “This isn’t funny.” I laughed harder. “This is all your fault.”
“Making you come as hard as you did? Yeah, I’ll take the credit for that.”
“You have zero modesty.”
“Noted.” She looked around the room refusing to meet my gaze. “Something on your mind?”
“I need to