Campus Hottie (Campus)

And now it’s finally happening.

When he licks at the seam of my lips, I open, allowing him entrance until our tongues can tangle. Hot sensation explodes inside me, rocking me to the very core as our mouth fuse, becoming one. In that moment, I realize nothing in my life will ever be the same again.

There is no way to go back in time and not know how amazing it feels to have Carson’s mouth coasting over mine, taking me to a place I’ve only dreamed about.

He presses into me, pinning my body to the wall as he explores. Our teeth scrape as he tilts his head one way and then another, devouring me one bite at a time. Never in my life have I been kissed quite so thoroughly. It’s raw and unexpectedly rough. Barely am I able to catch my breath as his lips roam over mine. When he grinds his thick erection between my legs, my knees weaken and I’m unable to keep the desperation buried inside me any longer.

The whimper breaks free, shattering the silence of the room. Carson jolts, cutting off contact before quickly retreating. The loss of him is sharp and swift. I lock my knees so that I don’t slide to the floor in a boneless heap of simmering emotions. He stares with wide, hazel eyes that are full of shock as his fingers drift across his lips.

My gaze drops to them. The only thing I want is to feel them roving hungrily over me again, dragging me to the very bottom of the ocean where thought becomes an impossibility.

“What the hell are you doing?” he rasps.

The deep vibration of his voice sets off another explosion of arousal within me. Only now do I realize how hard I’m breathing and that it matches his deep inhalations. It’s almost as if we’ve both run a marathon.

My head continues to spin as I shake it, unsure how to respond to that question.

“I thought...” My voice trails off as I gulp down the rush of nerves that are multiplying within me. Instead of giving in to the fear clawing its way from deep inside, looking for an escape, I straighten my shoulders. I’m tired of keeping all of these pent-up emotions locked up tight where they can’t see the light of day. I’ve been doing it for years and it’s exhausting.

The words escape in a torrential burst. “I’ve wanted you for a while and I’m tired of pretending these feelings don’t exist or that you’re nothing more to me than my brother’s best friend.” Even though I’m scared to death of the rejection, I take a tentative step in his direction. No more than a foot separates us, but it feels as if there is a gaping chasm of distance that keeps me from him. “You’re the only guy I’ve ever wanted.” I gulp in a breath of courage before forcing out the truth. “It’s why I decided to save myself.”

His eyes widen to the point of being comical. Until they look like there’s a very real possibility of falling out of his head.

When he remains silent, desperation claws at my insides and creeps into my tone. “Did you hear me? I’m a virgin.”

Chapter Six

Carson

Holy shit.

Exactly what am I supposed to say to that?

I can only stare as my mouth opens and closes like a beached fish gasping for its last dying breath. Those three words whip through my head until it becomes the roar of the ocean and I’m deaf to everything else.

I’m a virgin.

I’m a virgin.

I’m a virgin.

Did I have my suspicions that Elle was probably inexperienced when it came to the opposite sex?

You bet my ass I did. Brayden stands guard over her like a sentinel, not allowing any guy to come within sniffing distance. In some ways, his overprotective behavior has been a relief. I’ve never had to worry about her hooking up with other people.

Dating douchebags.

Or falling for a guy who won’t love her the way she deserves.

To hear her not only confirm this information but blurt that she’s been saving herself for me—that she wants me—blows a hole through all my self-control. It also makes my cock unbearably hard. All I want to do is yank this girl into my arms and claim what is rightfully mine, what I’ve been dreaming about for years. A growl works its way up from my throat as I fight to maintain a firm grip on my restraint.

I’m so damn close to losing it. To ripping free and breaking loose. To throwing it all to hell.

Fuck.

A silent war erupts in my head. I’ve wanted Elle for longer than I care to admit. And the one thing that has kept that need in check is my friendship with Brayden. How can I betray him?

The guy is like a brother to me. No matter what has happened in my life, he’s always stood steadfast by my side. And the one thing I know with certainty is that he would never be okay with me dating his sister. Not in a million years. In the end, it would destroy our friendship. And I can’t risk that.