Brody laid back across the bed and spread his arms out. "You think Clay's going to get me out of here?"
"Yes, I do." I put my hands on my hips and glanced toward the door as Clay stopped just inside of it. "Help a sister out?"
"I wish I could, Cora." Clay pressed his hands to the doorframe and nodded toward Brody. "I've known this guy my whole life and he doesn't do anything without benefiting himself."
"Great; the greedy type, hmm?" I turned my attention back on Brody, ignoring how hot he looked spread out across my bed.
"Thanks a lot, bro." Brody turned to look over at Clay with a grimace on his handsome face.
"Sorry, man. Just name your price for the girl and get out of her bed." Clay shrugged and turned to me. "Ask his price."
"Why do I feel like you guys are playing the fuck outta me right now?" I laughed and turned to Brody as my heart skipped a beat. I'd been with hot guys, but the man before me outdid them all by a long shot.
"No one's playing." Brody winked. "I want a kiss."
"Good. Go get yourself one." I reached for his hand. "There are loads of girls out there that would trip over themselves to be kissed by a guy like you."
"A guy like me? A whore?" His smile faltered, and I glanced over toward where Clay was to find him gone. There would be no help from him.
"No, a guy that looks like you." I pursed my lips and shook my hand, trying to outrun the inevitable as it rushed toward me. I was going to fall for him. Physically, I was already there.
"Looks like me?" He brushed his fingers by mine and smiled, but didn't take my hand. "How do I look?"
"Incredible," I whispered and licked at my lips. "Get up. Seriously."
His expression changed a little, his confidence back into place and the silly playful guy he was moments earlier completely gone.
"Sure. For a kiss." He gripped my hand and tugged me down, rolling us and pressing himself to the top of me as he held me tightly. "No sex. No lust. Just a kiss between new friends."
I couldn't breathe. It felt like the first time I'd been pressed to a bed, and yet nothing could have been farther from the truth.
"No kiss. Get up." I ran my hands by his side as I lay contently trapped beneath him. The thick press of his erection against my stomach liquefied my insides. I wanted the lust. The sex. Fuck, I wanted the kiss.
"One kiss. Just a peck like you'd give your grandmother at Christmas." He smiled and moved down brushing his nose by mine. "Come on, Cora. Just a sweet little-”
I leaned up and pressed my lips to his roughly. The minute I did, he moved his hand up to cup my jaw and turned his head a little, rolling his tongue past my lips and driving deeply into me. A groan left me as the taste of beer and vanilla rolled over my taste buds. Combined with the smell of his skin and the heavy press of his body against mine, I was having trouble remembering why the hell I was fighting against him so hard.
He kissed me a few times, and I returned the actions, opening myself up to his assault and taking the passion he offered. My fingers dug into his sides as we made love to each other's mouths fervently.
"Um, guys?" Emily knocked at the door. "We're going outside for walk. You wanna come?"
He jerked up and moved to stand as we both panted softly, staring at each other intently.
"No, I'm tired, but thanks." I couldn't take my eyes off of him. "I'll see you Wednesday. You got your kiss, so get out."
He smirked and walked to the door as Emily disappeared.
I dropped down on the bed and closed my eyes, memorizing how good the moment felt.
"Yeah," he whispered. "I want more, too."
r /> "Get out, and close the door behind you." I tossed a pillow at him as he laughed and closed the door. I rolled onto my side and curled up into a ball as pleasure danced around in the pit of my stomach and my imagination went wild with the possibilities. All of them so damning and yet right.
I wasn't going to get out of having something with Brody, so rather than run from it, I would just avoid it as best I could—or maybe just go down trying.
Chapter 15
Two Days Later