Holden
She starts to cry so I pull her to my chest, helpless to do anything else.
“Briar, it’s going to be okay,” I whisper in her ear, smoothing her hair down and rubbing her back.
“No, it’s not. I’m so confused,” she whispers.
“Confused?” Why is she confused?
She looks up at me with sad eyes, mixed with another emotion I can’t read, but it tears my heart apart anyway. I hate seeing her like this.
“I love Kingston, I do. I think I do. But I’m scared and confused. I feel safe in your arms. I feel closer to you since all this started. You’ve never made a move on me, though you have stated the what-ifs. I feel those. I think I’ve made a mistake, I’ve jumped into this so fast and caused all of this.”
I shut her up by kissing her. I crash my lips to hers in a frenzy. Licking her seam, she lets me in, our tongues dueling for dominance. I want her to feel me, my need for her.
I hold her for what seems like forever, I don’t want to let her go. I can’t let her go. I’ll fight for her, just like Kingston will.
Before I know what I’m doing, I’m tracing my fingers along the top of her jeans, slowly unbuttoning them. I feel her breath pick up, coming in pants. I unzip them, watching her pupils dilate. This is about her, not me right now, though my dick is screaming at me to be let loose. I want her to feel good. I dip my hand in her panties and rub her clit as she tries to buck up, needing more. She lifts up and lets me push her jeans down further. I put pressure on her clit as I slip two fingers in her. Her moans are almost my undoing.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” I murmur as she throws her head back in ectasy. She’s heaven.
I keep up the pace with my fingers, faster and faster until she comes apart.
“Oh my,” she whispers after she rides out her orgasm.
I just grin as I lick my fingers clean and she blushes. I like that look on her.
“I can’t believe I just did that,” she whispers, going back to her internal war.
“I’m just as surprised, but I liked it,” I kiss her cheek, before helping her back into her jeans.
“Are you going to tell Kingston?”
“Fuck no. I don’t want to ruin what you have with him. I don’t want to die,” I state.
“Thank you. This does make me more confused,” she murmurs.
“I have feelings for you, have for a while. Every minute I spend with you those feelings grow. I wish things were different. I wish you didn’t love him. I think I’m in love with you and if I have to love you from afar, I will. I’m okay with just being friends, though it will suck. I will always be there for you, no matter what,” I say as I kiss her lightly, a short, sweet kiss.
Briar
What just happened? Did I cheat on King? Why does it feel like I didn’t? I love Kingston, but I feel more and more for Holden as we spend time together. It doesn’t feel rushed with Holden. He kissed me and that other stuff, but that last kiss felt like good-bye and that hurts for some reason. Maybe it’s for the best. I sit next to Holden and hold his hand like he might disappear right now and we watch the fight unfold.