BROKEN AND SCREWED(Broken_Part One)(28)

Pain speared through me, but I pushed it down.
I held the bottom of my dress in one hand so the swishing sound wouldn’t wake him and gently pulled the blanket to cover him. As his chest rose up and down, a frown appeared on my dad’s face.
I didn’t wait around to see if he’d wake up. And I didn’t wait around to see if he was dreaming of Ethan. I did. It made sense if my parents did as well. With my heart heavier than when I’d hurried inside, I tiptoed up to my room. The moonlight streamed through my window, so I didn’t turn on the lights as I slipped out of my dress and changed into pajama shorts and a tank. After I went to the bathroom and washed up for bed, I returned and closed the door behind me again.
And then I turned around.
Jesse was on the edge of my bed. He lifted the corner of his lip. “Fun night?”
My heart stopped.
The moonlight filtered over him. His high cheekbones were illuminated from the light, along with the curve of his lips. As he stood, I could see that he’d gotten leaner, but when he drew closer to me, I knew he was also stronger.
I wet my lips. My legs started to tremble.
Then he was in front of me, within touching distance, and I could only look at his chest. His tee shirt looked soft to the touch and I ached to feel it. I ached for him. Oh god.
He smelled delicious with a light detection of his cologne. He was so close. His jeans touched the thin material of my pajama shorts. They rubbed against me before his hand lifted for my waist. As it touched me, I jumped backwards.
My throat was thick now, but I choked out, “What are you doing here?”
He bent forward. I felt his breathing against my forehead and then his lips touched me softly. One of his hands lifted and skimmed a gentle finger down the side of my face. He trailed it to my chin and tilted me up to meet his gaze.
I felt a swift kick in my stomach. It was aimed low and delivered with perfection. I didn’t know if I would recover from it.
His eyes were piercing. They sparked with promise. “I wanted to see you.”
“Why?”
His hand cupped the side of my face now and he angled it so he looked straight down at me. His eyes were dark. A molten desire was there, but blanketed. I felt it reach for me, and everything I had decided that evening melted away. His thumb started to rub back and forth over my cheek. I closed my eyes and leaned closer. I needed him.
His lips touched beside my eye, then the corner of my lips. He paused.
I gasped.
My heart raced now and I surged closer to him.
His lips touched mine.
Finally.
Then he whispered, “Your parents?”
I shook my head, but I pulled away to lock the door. After that, he tugged me down to the bed and it wasn’t long before we were naked and connected once again.
When he pushed inside, I let myself go. It might’ve been wrong, but I felt like it was right. And then he started thrusting. My hips moved to match and I stopped thinking. I could only feel. Jesse groaned in my ear and I turned to meet his lips. When I captured them, we groaned together.
I wasn’t sure how long we lay in bed afterwards. I felt replete, and he had collapsed on top of me. His head rested on my chest and I stroked his hair. I could’ve stayed there forever. With the cold wind against my window and the small clear lights around my closet, my room had a romantic feel to it. It was our corner away from the world.
When his phone lit up from the floor, both of us cursed.
Jesse grinned at me before he rolled over to check it. Then he cursed again as he sat up. “I have to go.”
“You just got here.”
He grimaced as he read more of his text. “Cord got arrested.”
“What?”
He shrugged. “I don’t know what happened. I gotta go and bail him out.”