“If you need more time to think about it, I’m more than willing to spend it touching you.” He squeezed my hips.
That was good.
Not good at all.
Before any more thoughts ran through my head, I jumped from the bed like a virgin. Dylan McKenzie made my heart pound hard in my chest and butterflies to flutter around my belly in wild abandon. The man certainly had no problem letting me feel his erection. He’d had no problem touching me. In fact, he’d only gotten bigger, harder when he’d touched me with his hands. The pleasure had been delicious. I wanted to climb back in bed with him, but his presence left me confused. I’d avoided him back at school, and he’d avoided me, and yet, here we were.
Dylan laid on the bed and the quilt had been dropped to the floor. I swallowed hard when my eyes travelled over his naked body. He’d covered his penis with a hand, and I couldn’t help staring. Dark hair covered his groin and legs. My breath became heavy and my mouth watered. I licked my lips imagining licking him. He was really turned on, and so was I, if I was honest.
I wanted to feel him between my legs.
I wanted to see how much of him I could fit into my mouth.
He groaned. “Jenna,” he whispered and reached for me.
Seconds from joining him on the bed, I swallowed hard, met his gaze, and fled. “I need a shower,” I shouted over my shoulder, the last words sprouted as I slammed the bathroom door. I slumped against it and slid to the floor feeling like my face was on fire. Embarrassed beyond belief, I had no idea how I was going to face him. He hadn’t appeared embarrassed. No. He’d been aroused, and he’d wanted me. Me who only had two sexual experiences in my life. How the heck did I get myself into this? I couldn’t even remember climbing into bed with him. But for me being clothed, I’d wonder what exactly had happened in the bed before I’d woken up. My yoga pants, vest top, and shirt were still in place although my sweater had been removed at some point.
My head felt fine but my arm ached. “Urgh,” I groaned when I remembered the paramedic giving me an injection, then I remembered Dylan walking me inside the bed and breakfast. I mean I knew where I was. Well, not the exact location, but I knew about the B&B. Of course! The small place had only one room available. That’s how we ended up in the same room.
“Jenna, stop hiding in there and come out so we can talk.” Dylan knocked on the door. “I’m coming in if you don’t come out.”
He was clearly amused, which made me mad as I stood and yanked the door open. “Why were you naked in my bed?” Surprised to see a blush coat his cheekbones, I blinked unsure of my previous assessment of him. “I mean—”
“I know what you mean,” he said, fastening up his jeans. “I didn’t mean for that to happen. I showered and forgot to take clothes in the bathroom with me. I had the towel wrapped around my waist, so I figured I’d be okay. I was tired okay.” He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. “I can’t help wanting you, Jenna.”
Ignoring his final words, I took the opportunity to admire his chiseled chest with a light sprinkling of hair. He was gorgeous, not that I’d ever admit that to him. “I’m going to shower and find something to eat.”
“Is that all you have to say?”
“What do you want me to say? We were in a crash that could have been fatal. My arm is aching, and I’m tired and don’t know where the hell we are. So, I think I can be forgiven for being brief.”
“There is nothing brief about it. You’re ignoring the fact that you were rubbing all over my cock.” He smirked. “And you enjoyed it. I heard you moan. I also watched how you reacted to me naked. It made you wet. Admit it! You want me as much as I want you.”
“Oh! You! You!” I stuttered and grabbed my bag. “You’re an asshole.” With that, I slammed back into the bathroom and shouted. “If you value your life you won’t enter while I’m in here.”
The asshole laughed.
5
Dylan
Niamh, and her husband Cormac were a wonderful host, which made me feel bad for pretending Jenna and I were a couple so she wouldn’t mind us sharing a room. The truth was, they did have a room coming available that evening, but I’d quickly changed the subject so that Jenna hadn’t heard. I wanted to take the opportunity to have time alone with the girl. I wanted more from her than I’d ever wanted from another girl before. Something about her had hit me in the gut the first time we’d met, and she’d more or less told me where to go. Not my finest moment with Jaxon as witness.
I watched her now as she read in an armchair while it snowed through the window she sat beside. Her fiery hair glowed in the flickers from the flames crackling in the hearth and her cheeks were rosy. Her eyes lifted and found me leaning against the doorjamb. She smiled and it lit up her face taking my breath away.
From the few conversations—if you could call them that—we’d had, I knew she wasn’t as confident as she liked to make out. She lacked confidence in herself and I wanted to be the one to show her how beautiful she truly was.
“Are you going to stand there all night?” Her soft voice was warm and full of peace.
“You’ve been hiding from me.” I saw her smile fall at my words, and I regretted them. “I’m sorry. I guess I’d hide from me too.”
“I was embarrassed, okay? I didn’t know how to handle this morning, so I hid.” She shrugged. “You’ve hardly spoken to me before, it was very strange waking this morning in that position.”
Surprised that she’d bring it up, I replied, “You have a sharp tongue, so I figured I’d avoid it.” I moved closer and sat on the opposite chair. The silence between us stretched while she stared into the fire and I stared at her. “I planned on going for a walk. Cormac told me that tonight a few of the local shops stay open late and the villagers decorate the Christmas tree in the town square.” I shrugged. “I thought it would be nice to get out. Do you want to come with me?”
“Really?”
I’d surprised her—Good!