Page 134 of Endgame

Never in my life had I seen anyone soprimal. There was something about this boy that called out to the cavewoman inside of me, and I wanted to drag him back to my cave and mount him. Of course, my cave happened to be his bed and I wasn’t nearly brave enough to act out my fantasies. Shaking my head, I wrapped my arms around my knees and fought down the huge swell of lust growing inside me.

Rourke strolled over to the huge flat screen TV mounted on his wall and slid a DVD into the side part before padding back to his side of the bed – he preferred the left, closest to the door and I liked being nearer to the window on the right – and dropping his phone on the nightstand.

“What are you doing?” I asked when Rourke settled down on the mattress and snagged my textbook off the bed before tossing it down on the floor. “Hey – I was reading that!”

“I can promise you one thing,” he purred, leaning in close to my ear. “We sure as hell aren’t spending the night studying.”

“Rourke,” I whispered, biting down on my lip when I felt his teeth graze my collarbone. “We have a test tomorrow.” His body was too close to mine; his fresh, manly smell flooding my senses. It was too much.Hewas too much.

“I know,” he whispered, running a trail of kisses from my shoulder upwards. Pausing at the point where my shoulder joined my neck, Rourke nipped down hard, and this time I did cry out. Embarrassingly loudly.

“So fucking beautiful,” Rourke whispered gruffly, maneuvering around until he was kneeling between my legs. “You’re perfect, Six.” Leaning back on his heels, he used one large palm to push me onto my back. “Fucking perfect.”

Exhaling a ragged breath, I scooted up and grabbed the hem of his football jersey I was wearing and ripped it over my body before tossing it as far away from us as possible. My skin was on fire and I didn’t want barriers between us. I wanted him.All of him.

Naked and trembling, I reached up and cupped the back of Rourke’s neck before roughly dragging his body down on mine. “If I’m so perfect, take me.” I pressed my lips against his and wrapped my legs around his narrow waist. “Take me, Rourke.” Thrusting myself upwards, I moaned loudly when his erection pressed against my core. The only thing separating our bodies was the fabric of his boxers. “Please?” I begged, needy and full of want. “I’m ready.”

“Christ,” Rourke bit out in a strained tone as he buried his face in my neck and groaned. “Not tonight, baby.”

“Take me!” I repeated, this time a pained demand, as he trailed his lips down my body.

“Six,” he growled in a warning tone, lips hovering over my hipbone.

“You’re sayingnoagain?”

“I’m saying not tonight.” He continued to trail kisses over my skin.

I bucked beneath him, restless and turned on. “Why not, dammit?”

“Because I’m fucking terrified of rushing you.”

“What?” I shook my head and gaped at him. “Rourke, I am naked in your bed, begging you to have sex with me. I think it’s pretty clear you’re not rushing me.”

“I’m not good at this, Six!” he admitted gruffly. “I have a really fucking bad track record and I don’t want to fuck this up with you.” He exhaled a ragged breath against my skin. “You’re…. I’m trying so fucking hard to be your friend.” He kissed my skin before adding, “I’m giving you time.”

“I don’t want time!” I growled, tilting my hips upwards and crying out loudly when his cock pressed harder against my aching pussy. “I want your dick in me right now, Rourke.”

“Christ,” Rourke grunted. “You’re not going to make this easy on me, are you?” His hands dropped to my ass and he dragged my lower body towards his, grinding hard. The friction and sensations that move brought out in my body were entirely too much. “I’m gonna fuck you, Six, and I’m gonna make it real good for you,” he promised, his voice thick and gruff, as he dragged me onto his straining erection. “Just…not tonight.”

Bastard.

“Fine.” Locking my legs around his waist, I flipped myself into a sitting position on Rourke’s lap before wrapping my arms around his neck and crashing my mouth down on his.

Tilting my head to one side, I rocked against him, pressing myself against his cock and loving when he growled in my ear. Oh yeah, I was going to make him suffer for making me feel this way, and I had the whole night to do it.

Mercedes

I SLIPPED OUT OF Rourke’s bedroom at the crack of dawn on Monday morning and left for school before his alarm went off. Sure, I had to wait in the parking lot for an hour, but I gladly took that over facing him.

Knowing that Rourke had touched – licked – intimate areas of my body was too freaking much. I knew I wasn’t reacting like a mature seventeen-year-old. But how the hell could I?

He was fucking beautiful and I was scared of getting too attached – more attached than I already was. The way he had made me feel this past weekend?

My cheeks still flamed at the thought. I actually came in his mouth. On multiple occasions. Like, what the holy hell?

I had no idea how I was ever going to face my stepbrother again. It was different back in his room. School was the real world.

What if he was different with me there?

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