I need to get myself out of my head, and I need to do it now.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Dylan
God,Icouldhavestayed between her legs for hours. I wanted to, but I’m not going to argue if it’s not what Summer wants. And I know exactly what she wants. Reaching into my drawer I pull out the foil packet, wasting no time in sheathing myself, ready to go. I wanted to worship Summer’s entire body. Show her exactly how I feel about her, but now’s not the time.
Ripping her underwear down her legs, I throw them across the room, before hitching one of her legs up over my elbow. A soft curse leaves her lips and I hold back a smile.Yes, Summer. I can take control.Spreading her wide, I line myself up with her core and sink inside.
“Fuuck,” I curse, at the same time Summer moans my name, and I almost lose it. I’ve been dreaming of this moment, and God, it feels good. I lock my eyes on Summer’s and rock back before pushing in again, deeper this time. Summer bites her lip and her head flops back into the pillow. It’s a sight that will be ingrained in my memory for years to come.
I take a moment to control myself, so this isn’t over in a few seconds, and wait for Summer to react. Her head rises from the pillow, her brow slightly furrowed. When she opens her eyes, I see her feelings written there, clear as day.Don’t worry, Sum, I got you.I give her a small smirk, tighten my hold on her leg, and then pull out, before pounding into her, hard and fast, over and over.
“Oh, God. Yes!” she yells, and it’s music to my ears. She’s not ready for slow, but she will be, one day, and fuck, it will be amazing. But this, right now, is mind-blowingly good.
Sweat pools on my neck as I keep up the pace and try to hold off my finish. She feels too good; I’m not going to last much longer. When I feel Summer tighten around me, I release a breath of relief and slide my hand between us, to offer her a little more. Her breathing picks up, and she meets my intensity, desperate to fall over the edge. “Yes. God, yes, that’s it,” she rasps, and the sound alone almost pushes me over too.
I lean forward and press my lips to hers. The movement opens her up even more and this new angle rips a groan from deep within me. Summer screams my name as she finds her release, and I thank God before following her.
Expecting her to look away, I’m shocked when her eyes lock with mine as we both come down from our high. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” I tell her as my eyes run across her flushed face, messy hair, and swollen lips. I take a mental picture of her lying breathless and sated beneath me, because I never want to forget this moment, and then drop down onto the bed beside her.
I can’t stop the smile from gracing my lips as soon as I’m conscious. I’m still shocked at how my night panned out. My emotions had taken a beating, and when I shut the door to my room and lay on the bed, I was sure I’d just fucked up our friendship. I never expected Summer to come into my room and slip into my bed. It felt like a dream. In fact, it still feels like a dream, and I’m almost positive that when I open my eyes Summer won’t be next to me, providing further proof that it’s all in my head.
Choosing to live in the fantasy for a bit longer, I keep my eyes shut and remain still. To an outside observer I look peaceful, or asleep, but the truth is, my mind is whirring, busy replaying last night in vivid detail. The feel of her body merging with mine. The smell of her hair as I buried my face in her neck. The taste of her. The sound of her moans, my name on her breath, and the way it felt to finally be inside her. It was truly phenomenal.
Last night was anything but a one-night stand; I could see my feelings reflected back in Summer’s eyes as we moved together as one. The passion, the intensity, the euphoric feelings, could not have been meaningless, and yet… When I finally open my eyes, sure enough, I’m alone.Damn.
Throwing on a pair of sweatpants, I head into the kitchen, suddenly starving. I’m met by a very awake-looking Joel with a somber look on his face.What happened to cause that?
“How’s Summer doing this morning?” he asks, his tone full of concern, answering my question. A feeling of guilt rises up my chest like bile.What the fuck is wrong with me?Of course Summer skipped out on me this morning. I’d taken advantage of her when she wasn’t of sound mind. She’d almost been attacked and instead of being there for her, I fought with her and then slept with her when she came to make up.
“Fuck!” I yell, slamming my fist down onto the bench.
“Hey, it’s all right, man. She’s safe,” Joel says, assuming I’m angry at what happened to Summer. If only that was the truth.
“I fucked up, Joel.”
“Yeah you did, but she went to your room; she forgave you. After I—”
“No, I fucked upafterthat.” I cut him off. “I slept with her. She was hurting and vulnerable, and I took advantage. I didn’t even stop to think about her attack after she kissed me.”
“There is nothing vulnerable about Summer. And she was definitely of sound mind when she left to see you. Plus, you said it,shekissedyoufirst. Go talk to her. I’m sure you’re beating yourself up for nothing.”
Joel, a.k.a. “Mr. I always have something to say,” try and answer this one…
“She left,” I say, a smug look on my face when I’m met with silence.Ha! Stumped you.That is until Joel bursts into laughter.
“What the fuck is funny?” I spit angrily.
“So, that’s why you look so sad?”
“No, I’m worried about Summer. She must think I’m an asshole after last night. I mean, she left.” I blow out a breath and lean against the bench, looking out the window instead of at Joel.
“You look so defeated right now. Was this your first one-night stand?” he asks, even though he knows the answer. “And, of course she left. That’s what she does. Did you think you were going to change her after one romp?”
Ouch, that hurts, probably because it’s true.“You can be such a dick when you’re honest.”
“But you love me.” He smiles, because he knows he hit the nail on the head.