Page 2 of Ravaged By Lust

“You think?” I sarcastically question her. “What about the little fact that we’re currently hiding in your bedroom from both your brother and your mom? I like Astrid and all, but I don’t think she’ll be liking me very much if she walked in right now and saw us two here, like this.”

Both our eyes flicker to the closed bedroom door. Chloe’s family reckons she’s just quietly in here doing her homework.

And certainly not kissing her brother’s best friend.

“Yep. She wouldn’t be so friendly.”

“It does throw a spanner in your dream, doesn’t it?”

“But what do you think?”

“I’ve told you what I think. I think you can conquer the world, Chloe.”

“Shut up. You’re such a joker.”

“This time I am being so fucking serious.”

“I hate how I have to pretend to not know you properly at school,” she says quietly. “How I have to pass you in the hallways and pretend you’re not like this with me.”

“I find it sexy,” I say. “Creeping around. Sneaking through your window.”

“I did at the beginning, but it’s been months.”

And I hope it’s going to be plenty more months.

I lean towards her. “This is our little secret, though. Isn’t that enticing?”

“You’re smarter than you look, Bishop. You’ve convinced the whole town of Crystal River that you’re some cool, cocky, confident guy who’s a genius at everything he turns his hand to and is a playboy hit with the ladies when you’re actually a sweetheart.”

“Ew. Don’t ever call me that again.”

“Hang on,” Chloe whispers, placing a shushing finger over my lips.

From the room next door comes the deep resonant sound of a bass guitar being played. Chloe and I freeze, listening to it.

Listening to my best friend practice without a single clue what’s going on in his sister’s room adjacent to his.

“Well, it’s a good thing he didn’t hear me climb through your window,” I whisper.

“It’s a good thing that he’s making some noise,” Chloe replies.

“Noise? Why?”

She kisses me then. More passionately that the playful ones we’ve been sharing all night. I feel her hands travel all over me. Down my back. Past the long faint scar on my chest. Towards my pants…

She gets on top of me on the bed, pushing me down on my back aggressively. I don’t protest. This is so incredibly sexy. Seeing her take control makes me hard. Her wandering hands start to fumble with my belt, but I take hold of her wrists before she gets too far.

“Are you ready for this?” I ask her in a hushed voice.

“Yes.”

“Really ready?”

She nods.

And that’s when I know it’s time to take her virginity.

“This will be my first time,” she says. As if I didn’t know.