Undone: A New Adult College Bad Boy Romance (Mature Young Adult Fun Contemporary Romance) (24 page)

He listened as I passed him the bottle.

“I’m sick of it, I have no clue what I’m doing and no one is trying to help me. They all want to know everything about it but once I tell them I did something they question it.” I let out a huff of frustration as I watched Jake take a long sip and hand the bottle back to me.

“It’s been a long time since we did this.”

His words shocked me. Totally random but so powerful.

“You’re right… We’ll have to do it more often.” We used to spend every weekend together. It was great, I’d go to a club and I wouldn’t have to worry about if I was going to get caught dancing with a creep- I’d just dance with my best friend.

I gave him a soft smile. “You’ve been great this entire time.”

“I’m trying Nat.”

“Thank you, it means a lot to me Jake.” It was nice to know I could count on him.

He shrugged as a blush touched his cheeks. “It’s what friends are for.”

“You’re right, but I’ve come to realize I have a couple crappy friends, so thank you for being a good one. It means a lot to me.”

I stared at my best friend. She was gorgeous even when she was pissed off. I felt my stomach turn.

Why did this have to be happening now? Why did I have to realize how amazing she was now? Not just on a best friend level, but the fact of the matter was that I had feeling for my best friend.

I took a long swig of whisky, knowing I had to be careful not to get too drunk or I would do something stupid.

She pulled her phone out of her pocket and stared down at it. She let out a deep breath. “I’ve had way too much to drink.”

“Just stay here the night.”

She stared at me. “It’s been a long time since we had a sleepover.”

I gave her a grin. “I know, I think I still have some of your old clothes here, if not you can always borrow a pair of my sweat pants.”

She stared off into space mulling it over. “I guess... I mean there isn’t anywhere I have to be tomorrow and it has been a long time… it would be really fun.” She admitted.

“So it’s settled! You’re staying with me tonight.” I grinned, the idea of being able to have her crash here tonight, like the old days, pleased me beyond belief.  I pushed myself to my feet, my head buzzing. I stood there for a second to regain myself. I hadn’t realized how much the whisky had affected me until now.

Nat giggle behind me.

“Hello?” she sounded taken off guard. “Hey baby. I um, I’m going to crash at Jack’s tonight, okay?.... Oh yea, everything is fine. I just had a little too much to drink….” I tried not to listen to her conversation as I headed into the kitchen, got us a bottle of water and pulled the dip out of the fridge that I’d made for this afternoon. I grabbed some chips and made my way back over to her. There was no point in not
trying
to avoid a hangover. “It’s fine… no I don’t want you to go out of your way to come get me. I’ll see you tomorrow. I love you too.” She hung up and grinned at me. “I’m all yours now.”

I swallowed dryly. Her comment was totally friendly, and nothing else, but I couldn’t help hearing sexuality drip from it as I dropped down beside her.

She reached for a bottle of water and I passed her the remote.

“Just no chick flicks.” I ordered.

She laughed softly as she flicked the TV on and found a hockey game to put on. We ate and drank in silence as we watched the game for a while.

It felt odd to be back here, like it was home and it felt really nice. I closed my eyes as I rested my head against his shoulder.
This feels right.

My gut turned as I realized what I’d just thought.

The thing was that it was the truth. Sitting here, having a whisky and some chips with Jake felt right. I swallowed dryly as I pulled away from him. I couldn’t help but think of what the girl in the wedding dress store said to me when we were in there. About the way he looked at me when I walked out of the dressing room.

My heart skipped a beat. My mouth went dry despite the bottle of water I’d pretty much drained a couple seconds ago.

He turned to look at me. My heart skipped again, this time my pulse picked up, racing faster and faster as our eyes locked.

“Jake…”

“Yes?”

I swallowed dryly. When I’d first met him I’d had a crush on him, that was why I hung out with him at first but then as our friendship grew, it and it had turned into something so much more. It had turned into something I’d never wanted to lose.

Now, now it was like I was 7 again and seeing him for the first time. My first crush, my first best friend…. I licked my dry lips as I leaned closer to him. I knew I shouldn’t. I knew it wasn’t the right thing to do, I was about to be married to another man. A wedding I wasn’t excited for.

When Jake looked at me, all that excitement I should be feeling for the wedding boiled up in me.

Before I even realized what I was doing my lips were touching his.

Soft, warm, welcoming. I didn’t dare move as I realized what I’d just done.

His warm hands touched the small of my back, pulling me closer to him. My eyes opened to see his locked on me. Neither of us moved for what felt like ages.

I swallowed dryly and pulled away. “Sorry.” I looked down, my cheeks burning.

How could I have just done that? To Jack and to Chris.

“Nat.” He barely spoke my name. “I…”

I pushed away from him, trying to put as much distance between us as I could. His fingers curled around my wrist and pulled me closer to him. Our lips crashing together again.

A soft moan escaped me as his teeth grazed my lower lip. My eyes fluttered back for a fraction of a second. This was wrong.

I pulled away from him. This time he let me push myself off the couch and put as much distance between us as I could.

I padded to the bathroom, closed the door, locked it and let out a deep breath leaning against the door. Guilt overwhelmed me. For the kiss and because of the feelings the kiss had given me. The feelings I was supposed to have about my wedding.

“Nat?” He knocked softly on the door. “Are you okay?”

No.Chapter

No I was not okay. I’d just kissed my best friend. And it had reminded me why I’d had a crush on him to begin with. I swallowed dryly.

“Nat?” He knocked on the door again.

“I’m not even excited.” I blurted out before realizing it.

“What.”

I let out a deep breath resting my head against the door. “I’m not even excited for the wedding.”

“You’re just nervous.”

“I…” No. that’s not what it was, was it?

Chris was an amazing guy, everyone kept telling me that and I knew they were right, but… but when I thought of someone I wanted to spend the rest of my life with… I knew Chris was a good choice. I just wasn’t sure he was my choice.

“Jake…” I swallowed dryly. “When I kissed you.”

“Don’t worry, I get it. It was the whisky talking.”

“I don’t think it was.”

Clearly he didn’t see where I’d been about to go with this. I swallowed dryly and pushed myself to my feet. My fingers curled around the handle as I unlocked the door and opened it to face him.

He stared at me, his mouth hanging open.

“I… I don’t think it was just the whisky talking when I kissed you. I… I think… I don’t think I can marry Chris.”

“Why?”

“Because I think I’m meant to be with someone else.”

I was getting used to saying things before even realizing I was thinking them.

My cheeks burned as he stared at me. “Natalie… What do you mean? Who do you mean?”

“You, Jake.”

He stared at me processing my words. “Are… are you sure? You’ve probably just got cold feet or something.”

“No, I don’t have cold feet. I know I don’t.”

How hadn’t I seen it before? It had been years and I was just realizing it.

I stepped towards him.

“So… what now?” He still sounded like he was trying to process everything.

“Now… now we spend the night together, and tomorrow I’ll have to figure out how to break it to Chris that I… we shouldn’t be together….” It wouldn’t be fair to him if we got married, but that didn’t mean I was looking forward to having to tell him about it.  He nodded weakly.

“I can come with you if you like.”

“No.” I shook my head. “This is something I have to do myself.”

I closed the distance between us, my arms wrapping around his neck as I pulled him into a hug. His arms wrapped around my hips, keeping me as close to him as he could get me. His lips touched my neck softly.

A moan passed through my lips. He pulled away from me. “Nat…”

“I want to.”

Those words didn’t shock me. They should have but they didn’t. I pulled away from him and reached for his hand as he stared at me. I gave him a soft grin, waiting to see if this was what he wanted too.  He pulled me towards him, another soft kiss then he guided the way towards the bedroom.

I’d been in his bedroom loads of times before, but this time my heart was racing as I flicked on the light behind us and he pulled me over to the bed.  I gasped as he pulled me down onto the bed, his fingers fumbling with the hem of my shirt. I giggled slapping his hands away from me and grabbing the shirt myself.

It landed somewhere on the floor behind me, I couldn’t say I cared much to be honest. I straddled his hips. My eyes locked on him as I lowered myself to his neck. My teeth grazed his skin lightly.

Jake gasped, his fingers digging into my skin as his hands trailed their way down my body. Lower and lower.

Smack.

It was my turn to gasp.

My butt stung, though not in a bad way, as he pulled his hand away from me. I grinned, my lips touching his for a fraction of a second. “Again.” I almost begged.

His hand came down again.
Smack.

I moaned biting my lower lip. He rolled me off of him. “Take your pants off.” He ordered.

I raised an eyebrow. I’d never seen this side of my best friend before, but I had to admit I liked it. I pushed myself off the bed and unhooked my jeans. My eyes locked on him as I pushed the denim lower and lower.

Jake’s eyes locked on my body, burning with lust. He stood up and came over to me as my jeans touched the floor and I slipped my ankles out of them. I stepped towards him, reaching for his shirt. He let me pull it off him in a matter of seconds. My hands traced over every inch of muscle in his chest. My mouth went dry.

His fingers tangled into my hair as he pulled me close to him. I let out a soft moan as his lips touched mine, trailed their way along my jawline and down my neck. His hot breath touched my earlobe without me realizing he’d moved. “I want to dominate you.” He whispered.

His words sent a shiver down my spine. This was something I’d never tried before. Judging by his reaction he could tell. He pulled away and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. “I promise, I won’t hurt you. And if you want me to stop just say stop.”

I nodded, not trusting my voice. He spun me around to face the bed and bent me over it as he pressed himself against my body. I was sure I could feel his cock pressing against his jeans as he spread my legs.

“Tell me if I hurt you. I promise I’ll be gentle.”

Again, I nodded not trusting my voice.

Smack
.

I gasped arching. Pleasure and pain surged through my body as his hand rubbed the place he’d just spanked me.

His fingers tangled into my hair, pulling gently.
Smack.
I let out a soft moan.
Smack.
My moans grew louder.
Smack
.

My heart raced faster and faster with every spank. My body burned with desire and my pussy ached to have him inside me.
Smack.

I cried out in pleasure.

Then it all stopped. He was still pressed against me but he stopped spanking me. I turned to look at him just as I felt his finger push past my panties and into me. I gasped, my eyes rolling back.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned.

“Fuck, Nat you’re so wet.”

“Thanks to you.” Our eyes locked. “I want you inside me, Jake.”

His finger slipped out of me. “Stay like that.” He let go of my hair and I watched as he unbuttoned his jeans and they slid down his legs. I swallowed dryly staring as his thick cock sprang forward. I never would have pegged my best friend to be the type who didn’t wear boxers. He kicked his pants out of the way and reached for the bedside table. He grabbed a condom, tore the wrapper and slipped it over his full length.

My heart raced as I watched him come over to me. His fingers tangled into my hair again as I felt his head against my pussy.

“Do you like it rough, Nat?”

“Yes.” I almost moaned as he pushed into me. Pleasure and pain overwhelmed my body. I was thankful to be leaning against the bed, otherwise I wasn’t my legs would have supported me. I cried out in pleasure as he slipped out of me then pushed back in.