One Temptation

Such a Tease (Chapter 63)

GUYS I KNOW THIS IS SO RANDOM BUT.

Dry humping is so fucking hot. Lowkey I find it better then sex. That's why we have alot of those scenes. Though I love smut — reading it or writing it — building that type of tension, idk it just feels more intimate before they actually get to sex.

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I splashed cold water on my face, letting it drip down my neck, hoping it would do something to cool me off.

Spoiler alert: it didn't.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my chest still rising and falling. Lips swollen, pupils blown wide, cheeks flushed.

I looked wrecked.

My thighs clenched involuntarily, but the dull ache between them only intensified. The bastard really did a number on me.

And the worst part? We didn't even go that far.

But I could still feel the way his fingers had been buried deep inside me just minutes ago, the heel of his palm grinding against me, pushing me closer, closer-

I swallowed hard and forced a breath. I needed to get it together.

I needed to look like I hadn't just let my boyfriend finger fuck me against the couch two minutes before our friends barged in.

Boyfriend.

The word still felt foreign in my head, unreal.

After all the shit we'd been through, all the back-and-forth, eighteen years of bickering.

And now, West was mine. Officially.

I grabbed a towel and dragged it over my face, as if I could rub away the evidence of what he'd done.

Time to head back.

The second I entered the room, I felt it. The weight of a stare sinking into me before I even looked up.

And it West. Sprawled out on the couch, looking at me with knowing eyes. Like he could see everything I was thinking.

I refused to give him the satisfaction of a reaction, walking straight past him to the opposite couch and throwing a blanket over myself.

I needed something to hold onto because I felt like one wrong move and everyone would know.

I had to sit here, pretend I wasn't absolutely soaked, and listen to my friends talk about whatever the hell was going on in their lives.

"...think this party's gonna be insane," Jake was saying, stretching out against the couch, hands clasped behind his head. "But let's hope he doesn't start shit up again. It's their last shot at saving their reputation before finals, so the pressure's on."

"It'll be a bloodbath," Cole muttered. "Especially after last night's disaster."

Lia shot Cole a look. "Didn't Jaxon almost beat up one of his own teammates?"

I barely processed their conversation. I'd already seen the aftermath all over MVH GOSS this morning—Jaxon starting shit, Kylie and Megan stirring the pot, Zora probably draping herself over someone new just to make him jealous. Abby in the background, waiting to post every detail the second it happened.

My eyes flicked to West's, but he wasn't looking at me anymore.

"He had it coming," West said, voice rough. "Besides, he knew finals were coming up, but he still decided to start shit. Not very captain-like, if you ask me."