“Thank you,” I replied with a grin, which I followed up with a regretful expression. “They said that on X Factor as well, but even though I slept with Simon, I never had my big break.”
Rory laughed again, doing that adorable thing where she snorted, and I couldn’t resist any longer. She was so cute, so beautiful, so damned sexy. I needed her closer.
I grabbed her by the waist, and her laughter came to an abrupt stop as I pulled her towards me. She swallowed hard, looking up at me as I pressed her against my hard body. I made sure to keep her away from my erect cock, not wanting to scare her too much. But goddamn, I needed her close to me.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered against her lips. She took a sharp breath as she realized just how close I’d brought us. “I couldn’t stop myself.”
She trembled like a leaf in my hands as I hovered only an inch away from the delicate skin on her neck. I wanted to kiss her so fucking badly, but I needed to keep myself in check. Rory wasn’t fighting me just yet, but she’d made it very clear on other occasions that she wanted nothing to do with me…and I couldn’t blame her for that, given the terrible impression I’d made on her so far.
Fuck, why did it have to be so hard?
“I know I shouldn’t,” I whispered, trailing a finger down her neck as she moaned under my touch. “I know it’s wrong to want this.”
“Finn,” she breathed under my lips, goose bumps rising on her tender skin as she turned her head to the side. “Please, I don’t think...”
“I know any second now, the elevator will start moving again.” I kept going as her voice trailed off, my lips murmuring the words against her neck. “And then we’ll come out and play the good little stepsiblings again. But just for one minute, I want to pretend we don’t have to.”
“Oh god,” she whispered, turning her head so she was facing me again. And that was the hardest thing—having to look into those big, beautiful brown eyes and not be able to permanently claim the girl that owned them for my own.
“Will you be very, very bad with me, Rory?” I murmured. “Only for one second, I promise.”
I thought she’d say no.
I was wrong.
She looked into my eyes, and before I had a chance to do anything else, she stepped up on her tiptoes. Time stood still as our lips met, slow and hesitant at first before melting together in a sweet, innocent kiss.
Instant chemistry.
She still wants me. The thought exploded in my mind like a thousand fireworks going off, and I deepened our kiss, finding a new desperation in my heart, a need to have Rory even closer. My hands pulled her in by the waist until her breasts were crushed against my chest, her hips grinding against mine. She was so small compared to me that I had to lift her a little so she could reach my lips better. A surge of heat straight to my cock made me curl my fingers in her hair, and sweetness swirled in my mouth from the incredible taste of her lips and tongue.#p#分页标题#e#
I kissed her, knowing it was probably the first and last time I’d be doing so. Her lips were feverish, nibbling and molding to mine, and her tongue slipped inside my mouth, dancing with mine and easily convincing me that this. Was. Fucking. It.
It would never get better.
Rory Villanueva was it for me. I’d only known her for a couple of weeks, but that much I already knew. It was a damn shame nothing could ever really happen between us.
I pulled on my hoodie to reveal a sliver of her skin at the shoulders. So innocent, yet so very hot in that forbidden moment. I loved that she was wearing my clothes as well, already feeling possessive and loving my scent on her skin. I could barely feel the hum of the elevator coming back on; wasn’t even aware of the tiny space moving until I heard the ping. The door opened but still, I didn’t want to move away from Rory.
“Rory? Is that you?” a familiar voice interrupted us, and we sprang apart like someone had just dumped a bucket of ice cold water on top of us. Fuck.
We were totally busted.
Chapter Eight
Rory
Oh, fuck.
I usually never said the F-word, even silently in my mind, but this was a moment for cursing. My friggin’ grandmother was standing in the main hospital lobby, peering at me…and I’d just been kissing Finn.
What the hell was wrong with me? I didn’t like him. I certainly didn’t want him.
Bullcrap, part of my mind told me. Of course you do. He might be a giant dickbag half the time, but you can’t deny how sexy he is.
Okay, so maybe that was true, but it didn’t change the fact that it had been a huge mistake. Not only was he a self-confessed liar, he was my damned stepbrother.