Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

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CHAPTER 63 LUKE WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST DO? I lay there, my body still entangled with Jessica's, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine. For a few precious hours, I had forgotten everything-the pain, the anger, my father.

Instead, Jessica consumed my entire mind and body: how she felt, how she tasted, and everything about her. She was perfect, and that was the fucking problem.

I glanced down at her, still curled into my side under the blanket. Her breathing was soft and steady, and her face relaxed peacefully with waves of blond hair spread across the couch. Her lips were a little pink and swollen- I had to fight the urge to lean in and kiss her awake and make sure she remembered every detail of last night. The thought madefeel a pang of guilt so intense it almost choked me.

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She deserved better than this. Better than me.

What the hell had I done? I had crossed a line I swore I never would. I'd started this - that night when I saw her getting groped on the stairs by sdrunk asshole, and now, I'd made good on my promise and if Josh found out - shit.

I shifted slightly, trying not to wake her, but she stirred, her body instinctively curling closer to mine. Her trust, her innocence-it only made the guilt worse. How could I have been so selfish, so 17:49 CHAPTER 200 Wouther weak? But last, my head was a complete mess and that t-shirt, the one on the floor across the room, just fucking fueled my frustration.

But the worst part was that I wanted more-more of her touch, more of her kisses, more of how she madefeel like I wasn't drowning in darkness. I was stuck between knowing I couldn't have her and wanting her more than I'd ever wanted anything in my life.

I clenched my jaw, my frustration building. I was supposed to protect her, not complicate her life with my own messed-up fucking issues. Josh was going to hatefor this. And he had every right to. I had betrayed his trust in the worst possible way.

But at least I had forgotten about my dad for a while. That constant, gnawing anger had been replaced, even if it was. temporary and couldn't ever happen again.

Carefully, I disentangled myself from Jessica and slipped off the couch, doing my best to focus on the sliver of skin that seemed to call me. I needed to clear my head to figure out what the hell I was going to do.

I pulled on my shorts because I didn't have anything else. I'd cover for a swim to get a handle on my anger, but no matter how hard I tried to convince myself the plan wasn't to see Jessica, who the fuck was I kidding. I was in her pool in the middle of the night; of course, I wanted her to see me. To seekout. I was on a suicide mission last night, and I succeeded I know leaving her to wake up alone is an asshole move, but if I stayed, if I let myself think for one second I could have this, have her, then I wouldn't be able to go back. So I needed to CHAPTER 6T leave because I couldn't face what I had done, much less erase the evidence of what had happened. But it had happened, and now I had to deal with the consequences.

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Once dressed, I paused by the couch, looking down at Jessical one last time. She looked so peaceful, so innocent. The way she looked atlast night, the words were on the tip of my tongue. I almost told her what

I felt. The way she looked atwould. never happen again, not if I left now. So, I wanted to memorize her like this before everything fell this t apart. Before, I inevitably screwed things up even more. I leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "I'm sorry," I whispered, knowing she couldn't hear me.

I slipped out of the pool house and into the cool morning air.

The rain had stopped, and the first light of dawn was beginning. tom break. I took a deep breath, trying to stop myself from turning around and going right back to her. But one thing was clear: I couldn't let this happen again. No matter how much I wanted her, I had to keep my distance-for her sake and for mine.

As I walked away from the pool house, I couldn't help but glance back, my heart aching with knowing what I had to do. I had to let her go, no matter how much it toreapart inside. In the end, she deserved better, and I had to be the one to give her that.

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