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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For a moment, we stood there, locked in a silent struggle. The squirmed out of his hold, but the friction, I realized, had done something else. Something hard that was pressing into my stomach. I stopped moving and looked up. Luke raised a brow at me expectantly as if it was

Luke's eyes flicked down to my left arm and hip, and his

his voice low

night's encounter with the drunk groper were still visible, and I felt a surge of mortification. I'd almost forgotten about them. But before

pulled away from him, trying to regain some distance. But he caught me easily, his grip tightening around my upper arms. "Let me

arms were crossed, putting my chest on display. My face went hotter

surprise, Luke smirked

gloat?" I

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up the tough act. But deep down, I knew I was still shaken from the night before. And now, having Luke here, the entire night came rushing back. "What do you want, Luke?" I asked, trying

onto mine. "I came to finish out little chat," he said, his voice low and even. "but now

again, his fingers brushing against the bruise. It was a gentle touch, but it sent sparks

from him. "I don't have time for this. If 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 before Sam and Jess got

the waist and pulling me back into his grasp. His strong arms wrapped around me, holding me

hardly counts as a bathing suit," he murmured, his

waistband of my bikini bottoms, the fabric feeling like sandpaper against my skin. My

composure.

tightened, his body pressed