Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

CHAPTER 6

JESS

"What the hell are you doing here?" I demanded, my voice shaking with anger.

Luke's eyes locked onto mine, his expression cold and hard. "What are you doing?" he grunted, his tone equally as icy.

I felt a surge of frustration and humiliation wash over me. Who did he think he was, barging in here like this? I glared at him.

"I asked you what you're doing here? This isn't your house, and Josh isn't here," I repeated, my voice rising.

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Luke didn't respond, just kept staring at me with an unreadable expression.

Without another word, I stood up a little too fast. My head was spinning, and I stumbled backward, my hand reaching out for something to steady myself but only grasping air. Shit. Shit. I was going to fall into the pool.

Luke caught me easily, his strong arms wrapping around me as he pulled me back onto the pool deck. I felt his chest rise and fall as he breathed, his warm breath tickling the back of my neck.

His grip tightened as I struggled against him. "Whoa, easy," he muttered, his voice softening slightly. CHAPTER 6

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something

Luke's eyes flicked down to my left

that?" he growled, his voice low

looked down at my arm and hip, feeling my cheeks flush as I realized what Luke was staring at. The bruises from last night's encounter with the drunk groper were still visible, and I felt a surge of

his grip tightening around my upper arms. "Let me go before you leave another one," I said,

putting my chest on display. My face went hotter

Luke smirked and

gloat?"

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knew I was still shaken from the night before. And now, having Luke here, the entire night came rushing back.

came to finish out little chat," he said, his voice low and even. "but now I want to know who the

again, his fingers brushing against the bruise. It was a gentle

you really wanted to help, you would have fucked me last night," I found a smidge of courage and tried to pass him to get back to the house

too quick, catching me around the waist and pulling me back into his grasp. His strong arms wrapped around me, holding me in place. I felt a flutter in my chest

counts as a bathing suit," he

my bikini bottoms, the fabric feeling like sandpaper against my

composure.

grip on me tightened, his body pressed against mine.