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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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

to my left arm and hip, and his forehead

that?" he growled, his voice

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 mortification. I'd almost forgotten about them. But before I could react, Luke's gaze snapped up to mine,

him, trying to regain some distance. But he caught me easily, his grip tightening around my upper

my arms were crossed, putting my chest on

my surprise, Luke smirked and

gloat?"

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keep up the tough act. But deep down, I knew I was still shaken from the night before. And now, having Luke here,

he said, his voice

run down my spine as he touched my arm again, his fingers brushing against the bruise. It was a

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

grasp. His strong arms wrapped around me,

suit," he murmured, his voice

feeling like sandpaper against my skin. My heart raced as I

composure.

grip on me tightened, his body pressed against