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painful, desperate to slide into her. All the while, his heart beat a steady booming thump against his ribs.
Beneath him, she was bliss in his arms. So responsive like she was made for him, crafted exactly for him. He pressed his hips into hers, and she widened her legs to accommodate him. The thumping continued over and over again, and he tried to keep his focus on making her hot...making her his.
It wouldn't stop, growing louder and louder. Finally, he realized it wasn't his heart. Someone was at the fucking door. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck . When he released her nipple it made a soft suction sound, and Tris lifted her head. Her eyes were wide with a mixture of lust and confusion.
"Stay here. Get under the covers. I'll be right back."
Even though his cock threatened revolt, he pushed himself up and drew the covers over her before snagging his T-shirt up and dragging it on. Roland or Caleb would have called if something was wrong. So this was something else.
Dragging the door open only inches, he all but growled at the gangly teenager in front of him. "What's up?"
He must have looked as pissed and frustrated as he felt because the kid back up a step. "Shit, sorry if I woke you, but it's my roommate, Ryan, he was totally faded and fell out of his bunk. I think he broke his arm. And I don't want to call campus EMT because they'll pop us for drinking and..."
Shane hung his head. He wouldn't be going back to Tris tonight. He had to maintain his cover.
T ris woke alone , wrapped in unfamiliar sheets. Panic welled before her brain clicked on and she remembered where she was. Shane’s bed.
While his scent clung to her, he wasn't in bed with her. A quick glance at the bedside clock told her it had been several hours since he’d told her to get under the covers.
Reaching over to the bedside lamp, she switched it on and winced as bright light bathed the room. She picked her discarded bra and T-shirt off the floor and snapped and tugged them back on.
Her skin was raw and sensitive from where he’d brushed over it with his stubble. Just thinking about it made her nipple peak. And the dull throb between her thighs only intensified.
Once she was dressed, she checked her phone for messages, but there was nothing from Shane.
Unease settled in her gut. She told herself to relax. He was probably still at the hospital with her drunken floormates. But what if he was also staying away, avoiding her. They’d crossed a very definitive line. And damn, it had felt good. But he was risking his job.
She wanted him. And for more reasons than he knew how to make her feel good. Yeah, she wanted to explore the need, the wanting, but was it worth his job? She knew how important it was to him.
She recognized the sense of spinning out and dragged in a deep breath. Before she freaked out, she’d talk to him. Just as soon as he came back. They’d have a nice, adult, non-naked conversation. Easy.
Before she left, she wrote out a quick note on the pad next to his bed. Went back to my room before my roommates call in the National Guard. Talk tomorrow?
With the unease winding itself around her spine, she turned off his light and let herself out.
To be continued…
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S hane didn’t make it back to his room until four–thirty in the morning. He hesitated on the threshold for a minute, not sure if he wanted Tris to be on the other side of the door.
When he let himself inside and found his room empty, his disappointment was palpable in the squeeze of his heart. Idiot. You can’t have her. Caleb had been clear with his
Beneath him, she was bliss in his arms. So responsive like she was made for him, crafted exactly for him. He pressed his hips into hers, and she widened her legs to accommodate him. The thumping continued over and over again, and he tried to keep his focus on making her hot...making her his.
It wouldn't stop, growing louder and louder. Finally, he realized it wasn't his heart. Someone was at the fucking door. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck . When he released her nipple it made a soft suction sound, and Tris lifted her head. Her eyes were wide with a mixture of lust and confusion.
"Stay here. Get under the covers. I'll be right back."
Even though his cock threatened revolt, he pushed himself up and drew the covers over her before snagging his T-shirt up and dragging it on. Roland or Caleb would have called if something was wrong. So this was something else.
Dragging the door open only inches, he all but growled at the gangly teenager in front of him. "What's up?"
He must have looked as pissed and frustrated as he felt because the kid back up a step. "Shit, sorry if I woke you, but it's my roommate, Ryan, he was totally faded and fell out of his bunk. I think he broke his arm. And I don't want to call campus EMT because they'll pop us for drinking and..."
Shane hung his head. He wouldn't be going back to Tris tonight. He had to maintain his cover.
T ris woke alone , wrapped in unfamiliar sheets. Panic welled before her brain clicked on and she remembered where she was. Shane’s bed.
While his scent clung to her, he wasn't in bed with her. A quick glance at the bedside clock told her it had been several hours since he’d told her to get under the covers.
Reaching over to the bedside lamp, she switched it on and winced as bright light bathed the room. She picked her discarded bra and T-shirt off the floor and snapped and tugged them back on.
Her skin was raw and sensitive from where he’d brushed over it with his stubble. Just thinking about it made her nipple peak. And the dull throb between her thighs only intensified.
Once she was dressed, she checked her phone for messages, but there was nothing from Shane.
Unease settled in her gut. She told herself to relax. He was probably still at the hospital with her drunken floormates. But what if he was also staying away, avoiding her. They’d crossed a very definitive line. And damn, it had felt good. But he was risking his job.
She wanted him. And for more reasons than he knew how to make her feel good. Yeah, she wanted to explore the need, the wanting, but was it worth his job? She knew how important it was to him.
She recognized the sense of spinning out and dragged in a deep breath. Before she freaked out, she’d talk to him. Just as soon as he came back. They’d have a nice, adult, non-naked conversation. Easy.
Before she left, she wrote out a quick note on the pad next to his bed. Went back to my room before my roommates call in the National Guard. Talk tomorrow?
With the unease winding itself around her spine, she turned off his light and let herself out.
To be continued…
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PART 3
PART 4
PART 5
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What’s Next? How about a sneak peek of Part 3 in the SEDUCTIVE IN STILETTOS Serial!
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S hane didn’t make it back to his room until four–thirty in the morning. He hesitated on the threshold for a minute, not sure if he wanted Tris to be on the other side of the door.
When he let himself inside and found his room empty, his disappointment was palpable in the squeeze of his heart. Idiot. You can’t have her. Caleb had been clear with his
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