TER

almost in a whisper. As I hesitantl

"Let me touch you. Don't pretend you don't like it," h

I tried t

s brushing my ear. "Just relax

t. I felt my body react, and I hated how good it felt at that

touched me made my breath hitch. I gasped, grabbing his h

kept going until his fingers

eady wet,"

pun. I felt everything; T

I'd fall into it, especially like this. Being drunk

id quietly, tryi

ly. "Come on, Jo. Free up a

me gently down onto the sofa

s isn't how we're supposed t

is voice low and rough as the haze of alco

attraction I had for him but I didn't

I said, tryi

ain, lips near my neck

u, Joe. Al

y, shaking my head.

n us, but also the pressure. I d

ore either of us could speak, the person touch

de. Then he dropped to

tried to back away, but the figure

okay?"

e. My head was spinning, and everything looked blurry because of th

ou?" I asked in a

e. Not after what just happened. Not

the hel

that the bed wasn't mine. Then the memories of the previous night came flooding back: Ken trying t

widened

o

or fancy like Ken's or mine. Otherwise, I might have thought I was in Ken's place. But this was different;

nger's room. God, I hope he

aving happened. Then I heard the water running from the bathroom. Whoever br

th Dad in case anything went wrong, but the

e same dark figure I'd seen last night, only now he was in the light; shirtless, wearing only shorts. His chest was broad and toned, his skin smooth. W

es locking with min

e." His voice was dee

y arms. "W

ad too much to drink last night. I di

ase, suddenly embarrassed by my reacti

narrowed my eyes. "I was doing fine until you brought me to t

e of her. I did you a favor by bringing you here. You didn't even know I ca

You don't have the right to talk about Ken like that. He was drunk. He didn't me

stepping closer. His e