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.

t

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

11:

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

eyes flicked down to my left arm and hip, and his forehead

his voice low and cold

felt a surge of mortification. I'd almost forgotten about them. But before I could react, Luke's gaze snapped up to mine, his eyes burning with

caught me easily, his grip tightening around my upper arms. "Let me go

gaze to realize that my arms were crossed, putting my chest on display. My face went hotter than before as I quickly dropped

surprise, Luke smirked and shook his

to gloat?"

71 751

CHAPTER A

the night before. And now, having Luke here, the entire night came rushing back. "What do you want, Luke?" I asked,

little chat," he said, his

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

would have fucked me last night," I found a smidge of courage and tried to pass

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 as his

counts as a bathing suit,"

feeling like sandpaper against my skin.

composure.

me tightened, his body pressed against