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

PART 5- CHAPTER 186 LUKE

The stadium's noise was deafening, waves of cheers crashing. over me as I ran off the field, heart racing, my body thrumming. with adrenaline and exhaustion. We'd done it-

we'd actually won the Super Bowl. My teammates clapped me on the back, laughing, shouting, celebrating.

I only wanted to find her.

I scanned the crowd, ignoring the reporters and cameras. And then, there she was, standing right at the edge of the railing. Jess. Her face lit up, her smile wide and unstoppable as her eyes met mine. My heart swelled, and I didn't even think- just sprinted toward her, slipping through the gaps in the crowd until I could reach her.

The moment I got close, 1 swept her off her feet, spinning her around as she shrieked and laughed, her hands on my

shoulders.

"Luke! You're disgusting-so sweaty!" she laughed, scrunching up her nose.

"Don't care," I breathed, pulling her closer, not wanting to let her go. Her laugh faded as she looked up at me, her smile softening. as her fingers tangled in my hair.

"Good," she murmured. "Because I don't care either."

I closed the distance, capturing her lips with mine, and

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started to shift around me. The cheers grew quieter, the bright lights dimmed, and in a blink, we were somewhere

feel the heat of Jess on my lap, her weight sinking into me, grounding me as her fingers traced over the open buttons of my shirt. She pressed soft, lazy kisses along my collarbone, shoulder, and neck, lingering just long enough to

I whispered, cupping her face as she moved her mouth over mine, warm and breathless. "Are you sure? Are you sure

there was confusion there too. She tilted her head, her brows knitting

couldn't hold back. I kissed her again, harder, more desperate, my hands slipping under the hem of her shirt, lifting it off as her blonde curls fell free, framing her face and spilling over her shoulders. She was so damn beautiful, all soft lines and flushed cheeks, the light catching on the lace of her pale blue lacy bra. My heart pounded against my chest as I looked at her, trying to

reached to pull her closer, her expression changed. Her mouth twisted as she pressed her hand against her chest like she was

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PART 5. CHAPTER 186

I froze. "What?"

trickled down from the corner of her mouth. Her neck-bruises were forming there, dark and spreading, staining her skin. "I forgive you,"

weaker, her throat closing up

she was slipping away, fading right in front of me, her skin growing cold, her eyes dimming. My hands

was falling, spiraling, the world

it was going to explode. My shirt was stuck to me, soaked

was in my bedroom, the dim morning light filtering through

just a

hand down my face, trying to steady my breathing,

her face half-hidden in shadow, her brows drawn in concern. I