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I didn’t want to hurt her, so I carefully eased a finger inside, making her squirm as my thumb rubbed circles on her clit untilher nails dug into my back and her legs tried to close to stop the sensation.
She moaned into my mouth as her body jerked, her pussy clamping around my finger tightly, and just when I was considering going down on her to see what else she liked, she shoved me.
“Get off me!”
I frowned, easing my hand out of her panties. “What’s wrong?” Panic filled me as she shoved me again and burst into sobs, trying to get away from me. “Did I hurt you? Talk to me.”
Maybe a finger had been too much for her?
I tried to reach for her, but she smacked my hand away. “Don’t!”
“I won’t touch you,” I said carefully, sitting back to give her some space. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.”
We were both emotionally fried from the day, so I should’ve fucking known better.
She tried to make a break for it, but I wasn’t going to let her run off like this. I grabbed her and wrapped my arms around her as she tried to fight me off, her frantic thrashing and cursing turning into heavy sobs as she became slack in my hold.
“Stay. I’m sorry,” I murmured into her hair as I laid down and held her to my chest, letting her cry it out until her sobs turned to sniffles before she eventually exhausted herself and fell asleep.
At first, I thought maybe someone had hurt her by her freaked out reaction, but I shook that thought from my head. Raven was stubborn, but I knew she would’ve come to us if someone ever touched her without her permission.
She’d technically asked me not to kiss her, and I’d pushed her, my heart sinking as I stroked her hair.
Was she scared of me?
“I’m sorry,” I repeated despite her being asleep, holding her a little tighter and hoping she was still in bed when we woke up in the morning.
If I’d just fucked everything up with her, I’d never forgive myself.
CHAPTER TWELVE
RAVEN
Waking up with a headache wasn’t a surprise. All I’d done yesterday was cry, and my eyes hurt from all the damn tears.
Thankfully, I was alone in bed and didn’t have to deal with Reid just yet.
I sat up and scrubbed a hand over my face, letting out a sigh. Last night had been a mess, and I had no idea what it meant for me and Logan. There was no way he’d let it slide and not cause a scene.
Reid might have started it, but I’d allowed him to touch me, the distraction being a welcome one at the time until reality had slapped me in the face.
Would Logan hate me for this? Of course he would, I’d let Reid kiss me and get me off. I’d told him I wouldn’t be with anyone else, and it felt like I’d cheated on him with his best friend.
I scowled and got out of bed, locking myself in the bathroom to shower, then I got ready for the day and shoved one of Logan’s hoodies on as I walked out to the kitchen.
Reid eyed me cautiously, placing a coffee on the table. “Here.”
“Thanks,” I muttered, taking it outside for a cigarette and sitting with my back against the wall as I smoked. It didn’t take long for Reid to join me, sitting on the steps close by with a sigh.
“I pushed you last night. You were emotional and vulnerable. I took advantage of that, I’m sorry.”
“I didn’t exactly tell you no.”
“You did.” He swallowed, looking torn. “I shouldn’t have pushed after you told me not to. I have no right to touch you, no one does. The kiss was one thing, but I crossed an even bigger line by touching you like I did. I guess I convinced myself it was fine since you’d been curious about sex stuff lately. I should’ve asked first. Please tell me if I hurt or scared you.”
“You didn’t, just don’t do it again,” I mumbled, sipping my coffee and avoiding his gaze.
Guilt hit me as my pussy clenched at the thought of his hands on me, the coffee in my stomach turning sour as Logan’s car pulled into the driveway. My heart hammered as both guys climbed from the car and Logan’s eyes met mine, his smile falling.