I wanted to fill her up with…
Her pussy started to squeeze around me, making my eyes squeeze shut as my head started to pound with the force I was using. “You’re close.”
I could feel the way her muscles were rippling rhythmically.
“One last chance,” I breathed as she started to ride me hard.
The hardest yet.
“Follow me to the dark side,” she whispered, biting down lightly on the end of my chin.
I couldn’t have stopped myself, even if I tried.
I came, and came hard, inside of her.
There was a lull of about five to ten seconds before we both burst out laughing. “Follow me to the dark side?”
She shrugged at my question. “It sounds a bit worse now that we’re done, and I’m thinking about consequences, and I consider the fact that I probably should’ve asked you if you were okay with it all before I kind of forced myself on you.”
I really started laughing then.
It wasn’t long before there was a hesitant knock on the door that led to the main part of the gym.
My laughter had alerted the others outside that everything was A-okay inside.
“You don’t think they heard us, do you?” she asked curiously as I helped her gently extricate herself from my body.
The sight of my release running down the inside of her leg had me pausing and wondering whether I could…
“Can I come in now? It’s killing me that you’re in here freaking out,” Haggard called out.
“One second, bro!” she called. “I’ll be out. I just need a second.”
I cursed and yanked my sweaty clothes back on, hating the way they stuck to my skin every inch of the way.
“This place needs showers,” I muttered to nobody in particular.
She winked at me as she hurried into the bathroom.
I gathered up all her clothes and tossed them over the stall of the bathroom, then said, “I’ll be outside, okay?”
There was a pause and then, “You’re the best man I know, Will.”
I rolled my eyes. “I highly doubt it.”
She yanked the door open just enough that I could see her eye. “Don’t doubt me for a second.”
I winked at her. “Never.”
CHAPTER 13
It’s a beautiful day to leave me alone.
-Text from Cannel to Bram
CANNEL
Sex.
I wasn’t drunk.
I was sober as a judge.
And I wanted it with the man beside me so badly that I’d been shifting my legs back and forth together for at least twenty minutes.
I’d had sex.
Without the aid of alcohol.
I shifted my legs together again, laughing at the appropriate times when my brother and Will joked with Madden and Soren.
Only, as time wore on, I realized that maybe the discomfort between my legs wasn’t so much me being ‘turned on’ or ‘used well’ but something else.
Something that was for sure actually wrong.
“Are you okay?”
That was Soren.
The ER doctor.
I swallowed hard and said, “Why would you ask that?”
He pressed his finger to my neck, garnering both my brother’s and Will’s attention. “You have hives.”
“I do?” I asked, pressing my hands to my throat in a half-assed attempt to tell what he was talking about.
“You do,” he said. “And you’re sweating. If I didn’t know any better, I would say you were having an allergic reaction.”
I frowned. “I haven’t had anything that would cause an allergic reaction,” I told him bluntly. “I haven’t eaten at all today. And I only had coffee today to boot. Something in which I have every day.”
He frowned and reached for my wrist but stopped before he actually touched me. “May I?”
I extended my wrist to him, feeling quite secure for the first time in a while.
But likely that had to do with the man sitting beside me like a sentinel.
He had his arm around my waist, and he was staring at Soren as if he would lop his head off at one wrong move.
I bumped him with my shoulder just as Soren’s fingers found my pulse.
“It’s racing,” he said.
I shifted again in my seat as a feeling of fire started down below.
I squirmed in my seat all over again.
“I think you should probably get her to the ER.” Soren looked at me worriedly. “Her lips are swelling, too.”
They were?
“They are?” I squeaked.
Will leaned over and studied my face, his eyes widening at what he saw. “They are.”
• • •
I’d never had epinephrine before, but apparently, there was always an end to everything.
The moment I walked into the ER wheezing, the nurse took one look at me and took me straight back.
Two minutes after that, I was getting my first dose of epinephrine.
One minute after that, I could breathe again.
They gave me Benadryl five seconds later, and now that I could finally speak, they were now asking some questions.
All the while, Will held on to me with a look of sheer determination, as if his touch alone would hold me tethered to this earth.
“Do you have a latex allergy?” the doctor, that thank God wasn’t someone I knew, asked.