Discovering Us by Harper Bentley Read Free Book Online

probably make her cry and I just didn’t want deal with that… ever. Rebecca and I had also read up on everything we could find about “doing it,” as we so expertly called it, from how much it would hurt to reading the article, “How to Keep Him Completely Satisfied in Bed: 50 Kinky Sex Moves Every Girl Should Know” from one of those chick magazines. She and I walked away from that one scratching our heads.
    Regardless of my preparation, I was still a bundle of scared little girl by the time Jag and I made it to our room around midnight.
    Once there, I excitedly explored everything, from running (yes, running in my humongo dress) out to the balcony to squealing over the TV in the bathroom. Jag had followed me the first couple of times through (I’d held his hand and yanked on it pulling him along with me) but he’d finally sat down on the bed tired of seeing all the cool stuff, I guessed. After my fourth time through, he called my name, and I came out of the bathroom where I’d been playing with the TV to see him sitting on the edge of the bed. He used his pointer finger, hooking it at me a few times, summoning me to him. I walked to him, and he moved his legs apart so I could stand between them. He placed his hands on my hips and pressed the top of his head against my stomach for several seconds before looking up at me. “What’s up with you, El? All of a sudden you act like you’re scared to death of me.”
    Oh. He’d figured out that I’d been stalling.
    “I’m not scared of you,” I whispered. My heart was about to pound out of my chest. I really wasn’t scared of him ; I was just terrified of what I’d planned for the night.
    He arched an eyebrow and raised his hand to push that cute hunk of hair out of his eyes, his hand going back to rest on my waist. “Then why are you avoiding me?” He looked up at me with those brilliant blue eyes of his so full of concern.
    I reached down and messed with his bowtie. God, he looked so good in his tux. “I’m not.”
    That made him raise both eyebrows. “Liar.”
    His saying that made my eyebrows raise up in surprise.
    He cupped my face and pulled me down to him, forcing me to put my hands on his thighs for balance, and put his forehead against mine. “I got the room because I knew it’d be late. I also knew some idiot would probably spike the punch, so it might not be safe for me to drive.” He touched his lips to mine then pulled back and said, “I also told your dad this. That’s probably why your parents said it was okay for you to stay with me.”
    I stood up slowly and I think my mouth froze into a permanent O as I stared at him, embarrassed that he’d asked my dad if I could stay. Duh. I knew it’d been too easy when I’d asked my parents.
    “What? Did you think I got this room because I expected you to ‘put out’?” He snorted as I still stood just staring down at him. “Although I did love this just now… you bending down… your tits right in my face.” He reached for me with a smirk.
    That shook me out of my daze and I frowned pulling away from him. It stung a little that he hadn’t planned to sleep with me. I mean, I’ddecided to give him something that I held very precious and he hadn’t even given it a second thought.
    His eyes got soft and he grabbed my wrist and pulled me onto his lap. I was pissed until I couldn’t help but giggle as he fought to keep the skirt of my dress from flipping up everywhere. When he finally got it under control, he looked at me and shook his head, his lips twitching at the corners. “You really thought that’s what I wanted, didn’t you? El, I’d never put pressure on you for that; you know that, right?”
    I bit the inside of my cheek and frowned again, knowing he was right. Of course, he’d never pressure me. Boy, I felt like a dumbass. “I feel like a dumbass.”
    He snorted again. “Why?”
    “That’s kinda what I thought. Not that you’d pressure me, but that it’d be what you