Page 64 of What If We Break?
“How sure are you that these windows are made of privacy glass?” I asked, watching two girls scream at each other.
“About eighty-nine percent,” he answered, resting his chin on the top of my head. “Whoever’s room this is doesn’t have curtains, and I doubt he’d refrain from getting some if they were needed.”
Reece had a point. Life without privacy seemed awful, and I could imagine it was already a struggle to get some of that if you lived in a fraternity. Surely the guy who stayed in this room didn’t want to be watched all the time.
“Okay,” I said. “Besides, what’s one more scandal, right?”
Reece laughed, his grip on me tightening as his fingers dipped into my waist. “There won’t be a scandal. As I said, your body is for my eyes only.”
His hands slid underneath my dress, lifting the fabric up to my waist as his fingers gently traced along the underside of my breasts.
“Turn around,” he whispered, his hot breath grazing my skin.
As soon as I faced him, Reece pulled my dress over my head, leaving me standing in nothing but my underwear and heels.
“Didn’t we agree on keeping our clothes on?” I arched a brow at him.
“I figured since you’re not sitting anywhere, it’ll be fine.” A smirk tugged at his lips as his gaze dropped to my exposed breasts. “Besides, your tits are pretty great to look at.”
My eyes rolled as he threw my dress onto the nearby desk. “You have no shame, Mister.”
He pushed me up against the glass window, my nipples hardening more and my back arching in an attempt to escape the cold surface. I could feel his erection through his pants, poking me just underneath my navel.
“I think you like that about me,” he whispered, his voice raspy.
“Maybe a little bit.”
He reached for the button of his pants, sliding it openwhile keeping his eyes set on mine. “Oh, you know what? I think I even have a condom this time.”
I smiled. “Really? That’s a first.”
He nodded proudly. “Just when you thought I couldn’t surprise you anymore, huh?” One of his hands reached into the pocket of his pants, pulling out his wallet.
Something about the way he looked at me made me fear what he was about to reveal when he opened his wallet and pulled out that little square-shaped wrapper.
It turned out not half as bad as I feared.
“Seriously?” I chuckled as my eyes fell on the Trojan logo on the black wrapper. “Bareskin Raw? Might as well not use a condom in the first place then. These break so easily.”
He handed me the condom just to lower his zipper. “You might be right about that. We could not use it, but I think it’s worth a try seeing as I don’t have tissues on me, and I highly doubt you want me to come on your body.”
My eyes widened, my head shaking instantly. “Easily breakable condom it is.”
It wasn’tthateasy to break… I hoped. It didn’t break the last time we used one.
Reece dipped his head down, leaning in to press his lips against mine.
As we kissed, he reached down, pushing down his pants and underwear enough to free his erection. Taking the condom from me, Reece ripped open the wrapper and rolled the condom onto his cock.
When his lips left mine, all I wanted to do was move in again, taste him once more, but I also knew that we couldn’t waste any more time.
“Turn around.” His voice was laced with lust.
I did as he asked, turning to face the window. My eyes instantly landed on the backyard again, watching all thesepeople who were oblivious to what was going on inside this specific bedroom.
A hand laid on my hips as he forced me to take a step back. “Hands on the window,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding. I complied, feeling the cool glass beneath my palms, my heart beating heavily in my chest. “Good girl.” My heart fluttered at the praise, and holy fuck, I didn’t know that was possible. “Now, spread your legs,” he whispered into my ear, sounding much raspier than before.
As I spread my legs slightly, Reece stepped back; the loss of his warm body made itself known immediately.
