Page 27 of Free Fall

He laughs. Not just a slight chuckle, he full on laughs. His face breaks out into a huge grin as he doubles over.

The more he laughs, the more the anger rises inside me. “What’s so funny?”

“I know you’re a virgin, Briar. Don’t try to be something you’re not.”

I bite the inside of my cheek. Why does Reid Parker think he knows everything about me? He may be technically correct, but I’ve done other things. Hell, Lex can attest to that. “I am not a virgin,” I tell him, still trying to argue the point.

I don’t know why I care so much. It isn’t as if I was going to let things get that far with Chad and me. Why does every guy think just because you want to have a moment with a guy it means you’re going to have sex with him? Lex understood that. We had fun with foreplay. Well, I had fun with his foreplay. He never let me touch him.

I think what bothers me most is that Reid is laughing right now. Like there’s no way I could have had sex already.

Reid stalks toward the bed. I have nowhere to go, so I plaster myself against the mattress as if I can dig right through it. “Who?” he asks.

“You—you don’t know him,” I say, thinking of Ezra.

He shakes his head. “I know everyone in Spring Hill, and I’d know if you gave it up, Briar.”

“It wasn’t with a guy in Spring Hill.”

His eyes narrow at this. For a moment, I think I got him, but he just laughs. His eyes are clouded over, but he’s pretty sure about this. “So, if I stuck my finger in your pussy right now, it’d be clear?”

I lift my chin and nod. I’m pretty sure no one can tell. That’s a science thing, right? You can’t actually tell if someone is a virgin or not. I’ve heard of the hymen, but I don’t think it’s something Reid would know where to find and say definitively that I was still a virgin if it was there. If anyone could do it, it would have to be a medical professional, even if such a thing can be done.

Reid reaches for my knees and forces them apart. I squeal, but he has a hold on them. The skirt I put on earlier is now wide open. He can definitely see my panties. For a second, he just stares down as if he can’t believe he went that far either. My heart starts to pump harder inside my chest. I don’t move. Not because I’m scared of what Reid might do to me, but because I’m secretly hoping he does.

I don’t know where this came from.

His stare rakes over me, past my stomach where my shirt has pulled up, over my chest, then to my eyes. I raise an eyebrow at him. “Shall I take my panties off? Or will you?”

My stomach twists. I feel like I’m going to throw up with anticipation. His hands move down the insides of my thighs. He doesn’t even have to keep my legs pressed open now. I’ll freaking staple them to the bed to give him easier access.

“How was it?” he asks.

I blink up at him. Every muscle I have in my body is locked up. “Huh?”

“The sex? Was it good?”

He’s hovering over the apex of my thighs. I’m creaming myself. If it wasn’t so dark in here, he could probably tell. Hell, it’s Reid Parker, he can probably tell now. He probably has a sixth sense about these things.

I nod.

“That’s it?” he asks, his voice growing husky.

“I—I enjoyed it.”

My intent is only on him. I’m answering with whatever comes to my mind first because I’m staring at his pointer finger, wishing it’ll drop to my soaked panties, slip inside, and push between my folds.

“You’re full of it, Briar Page,” Reid says, dropping his hands to his sides, the moment leaving us just like that.

“No, I’m not,” I say quickly. I grab my panties and start to pull down.

“Stop,” he says. He reaches out, presses his palm against my lowering panties, which only puts pressure on my clit.

I exhale harshly at the contact. “Oh fuck.”

His eyes blaze. He licks his lips as his chest heaves in front of him. “You liked that? Just that little touch?”

I bite down on my lip. I don’t want him to know how much. I don’t even want to admit to myself what my brother’s best friend is doing to me right now.

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