“I think you’ve been struggling with the fact that you’re attracted to me. That I’ve been flirting with you pretty hard and you want to respond to it. You want to respond to the fact that I touch myself thinking about you. That I want to touch you. Kiss you. Fuck you.” She sits next to me and then before I can even blink, she’s in my lap. “Why are you fighting this so hard?”

I try to move her but she puts her hands on my shoulders and tightens her thighs around my legs to keep herself in place. “Because…”

She bites her bottom lip. “Because why? No one has to know.”

“I can’t betray your parents like this.”

“It’s not betrayal.”

“Hooking up with their daughter I’ve known her whole life is very much a betrayal.”

“Okay, but what about betraying me? Aren’t you concerned about that?”

My eyes widen but somehow my hands find her hips. I hadn’t meant to; I just didn’t know what to do with them and they naturally found their way there. I pull away instantly but she’s already noticed and she squirms on my lap. Rubbing her pussy against my cock. Fuck me. Get her off, Jacob. “Me not touching you is betraying you? That’s a stretch, Whit, and stop moving around on my lap so much” I grip her hips trying to keep her in place but she keeps fucking moving, rubbing against my dick and making me harder with each passing second.

“Why? It feels good.” I swallow past the lump in my throat because it did feel really fucking good but I have to stop. “You told me you’d do anything for me. On numerous occasions.” Her hands find my chest and I’m grateful she doesn’t make a move to kiss me.

“That does not include a lot of things.”

“Like what? Because I’m fairly certain if I needed you to help me hide a body you would. So, you’d commit a crime for me but you won’t do this?”

“Theoretically, I’d commit a crime for you.”

“No. You and I both know you would.”

“Why are we talking about this? Whitney, this is wrong.”

“But it feels good.” She wets her lip and my eyes drop to mouth. “Doesn’t it?” I don’t respond. “Don’t I feel good?” She leans down and presses her lips to my neck before grazing her teeth over my earlobe and I groan.

“Fuck. Where did you learn to be like this? How are you this confident about sex as a virgin?”

“You made me this confident about everything,” she whispers. “You taught me to go after what I want and what I want JP, is you.”