I pushed him on to the bed and stumbled on top of him, hastily unbuttoning his shirt whilst his fingers trailed up my body, entwining with my hair. Breathing heavily, i cupped his face and leaned in closer, until our lips were a few centimeters apart, before we could continue i had a question which demanded an answer.
"Nate" i exhaled, preparing myself for my question. "Arielle" he replied, a smile emerging onto his lips as his fingers trailed from my hair to my torso, finally resting on my hips.
"What are we?" I questioned whilst sitting up and straddling him. I know i shouldn't pressure him about labels but this has been going on for too long.
"We're friends," he simply stated, avoiding eye contact.
"Just friends?" i asked, making direct eye contact with him. We weren't 'just friends' - ' just friends' don't look at each other like that. 'Just friends' don't spend late nights having sex and getting drunk at each others house behind their boyfriend's and girlfriend's back - we're more than 'just friends'.
"I guess we're more than friends" he paused, pulling me back on top of him and planting a trail of kisses from my lips to my neck. "But definitely less than a couple," he admitted.
I bit my lip. "I don't think i can be your 'friend' anymore, Nate," i confessed. Confusion dominated his face as i elaborated, "I can do better, with you. With us together. Face it, we're nowhere near 'just friends' are we?" i stated, attentively observing him.
"I guess not - but it's too complicated for us to be more,right now...You have a boyfriend. I have a girlfriend. Labels are the last thing we need right now," he assured me, tracing patterns on my hip. I sighed, he was right. It was too complicated. The last thing i want is to hurt my best friends.
"You drive me completely out of my mind, Arielle. For you, i'd do absolutely anything. But right now, labels are not what we need. We just need each other," he reassured me, crashing his lips on to mine.
Kendall has always lived a quiet life in a small town in Illinois with her family, friends, and boyfriend Jordan. Her life had been mostly happy other than when her best friend moved away when she was 10. It took her years to get over that loss. Then several years later, tragedy struck when her father passed away suddenly and Kendall was forced to move with her mom closer to Chicago where she could find a job to support the two of them. Little does Kendall know that she is in for the surprise of a lifetime.
From the book....
As he catches up to me, he grabs my arm swings me around and with one swift movement he ushers me into a nearby empty classroom with the lights off. He cages me in against the wall. His close proximity is making me dizzy and my mind is thinking very dirty thoughts. Wait no. I can't think like that anymore.
"Kendall." He says hungrily.
"You are mine and only mine. You drive me wild and no one else can have you." He says as he attacks my lips.
It feels so amazing I can't help but kiss him back. I run my hands through his beautiful hair and he groans into the kiss. Man I don't want this to ever end. I feel drunk on him. I don't think I can let him go. He stops suddenly to finish his thoughts.
"No one can make you feel like this. Or kiss you here...." He says as he kisses down my neck.
I moan and he smirks pulling his face impossibly close to mine. "..or touch you." He says as he takes his hand and brushes it lightly down my arm and he snakes it back around my back pulling me even closer if that is possible. He finally stops at my ass which he squeezes delightfully and I hum in response.
Warning: Contains graphic sexual content. Read at your own discretion. You will not be warned ahead of time. This is your only warning.