“No. I don’t need to come up with lame lines for her to fall into bed with me. But you…” He grabbed my wrist and gently pulled it towards him. He tried to get my hand on his chest but I pulled away before it could.

“Yes, I’m not easy. Welcome to the world of Elly. If a guy wants to get into my pants, he has to work for it…” I looked up at the ceiling briefly, admitting that I had a history of being easy, but that was in the past, mostly. “Well, nowadays anyway.”

I looked back down to him and then tried to take a step back. His arm wrapped around my behind and pulled me roughly to him. We fell back onto the bed together, my boobs pressed against his bare chest. His dark eyes glittered in the low lighting and I sucked in a deep breath.

“Kent, what are you-“ my words were interrupted by Kent’s kiss. His lips pressed firmly against mine, I felt his fingers digging into my back, holding me in place against him.

I shook my head, turning my head to the side to prevent more kissing, "I can't. You won't remember any of it in the morning."

Kent looked up at me with his eyes full of lust. "I'll remember." His hips pressed up so his erection ground against me again. "How could I forget this? How could I forget you giving this to me?"

My eyes fluttered closed, my cheeks flushed. I felt his hand move up into my hair and felt his fist tighten within it. That hand pulled my head down so our lips could meet again. I was like putty in his hands, the submissive between us. I let him kiss me, waiting for my mind to shut off and stop telling me how wrong this was. The kiss was broken by him as he nipped at my bottom lip.

"Just give in already, Elly. Let your body do what it wants." His other hand slid down and moved under my shirt, his hot fingers touching the soft skin of my side.

I swallowed hard, my eyes still closed. Could I do this again? Could I throw my heart into the fire, letting it possibly get burned up? I was frozen there, my hands on his chest. "Kent..."

He shifted on the bed with me so that he was on top of me. The hand in my hair moved to the back of my neck and pulled my head forward for a more forceful kiss. His hand on my side skimmed under my shirt until it almost touched my sports bra.

I shivered underneath him, a soft moan escaping me as his hand and lips claimed me, burning my skin, sending pulses of fire between my thighs. My legs closed around his waist unconsciously and I squeezed him, lifting my hips wanting release already.