Chapter Twelve - No one has ever done that to me.

McKenna

I don’t want to go downstairs, but I will because if I don’t, they will just keep coming up until I do. I sigh, set my book aside, and hesitantly climb out of bed. I pull an oversized hoodie over my clothes. I swear they better not pick some shitty movie that I don’t even like, or I will return to my room.

I hope I don’t feel a little weird sitting with them, knowing what happened with Paxton and me not too long ago. Something I am still trying to get my head around. I am still convinced he will get bored of me when someone better comes along. I can’t get my head around how someone like him would want me in any way. I don’t know if it is something I will ever get my head around. Yes, we agreed to some fun, which I am fine with, but I am scared I will get attached. I fall easily, and well, it is Paxton, my first love. I need to make sure it doesn’t happen because I know once the summer comes to an end, he will go back to his lavish lifestyle and probably forget about me again. I am spiralling, which I should stop.

I pull it together and head downstairs. The guys were waiting for me. They had snacks and drinks already set out on the table.

“Nice of you to join us.” Carter chuckles.

“I didn’t have much of a choice. I was basically forced.” I huff.

“I think you are being a little dramatic, Kenna.” Paxton laughs.

I flip them off and sit on the chair. I could sit on the sofa because there is a space between them, but I don’t trust sitting next to Paxton. He may get wondering hands.

“What movie did you pick? It better not be a sporty or a scary one, or I am returning to my room.” I reply.

“Red Notice. It is an action-comedy, so you should like it.” Carter smiles.

“I have heard of it.” I smile.

I will give it a try. I heard it is supposed to be a good one. Paxton hit play on the movie, and we all focus on the screen. After a few minutes, I feel like a pair of eyes are on me. I turn my head to see Paxton staring at me.

I raise my brow at him. He smirks and winks at me before pulling his glance away. I feel my cheeks heat. He can’t do these things around my brother. What is he seen? I would prefer not to spend my night in either the emergency room or the police station. If it feels like he is staring at me again, I will ignore him, but if I don’t, he will get to me. There is something in the way he looks at me that drives me crazy. It is his eyes; there has always been something about them that draws me in, and it is probably the same for most people. It is hard not to with the damn entire galaxy in them.

I pull it together again and try to concentrate on the movie. I feel Paxton steal glances at me, but I stayed strong. The movie is good enough to keep me focused.

Carter pauses the movie, “I will top up the popcorn.” He smiles, picking the bowl up and disappearing to the kitchen.

“Are you having fun avoiding me on purpose?” Paxton chuckles.

I face him, “I am not doing such a thing.” I protest.

“Yes, you are. You are avoiding me at every cost.”

“Maybe you should stop staring and watch the movie before my brother catches you,” I whisper back.

Paxton shrugs, “He is clueless.”

“Still, you should stop,” I warn and waggle my finger at him.

He chuckles loudly, “Yes, ma’am.”

We hear Carter come back through and quickly act like we weren’t doing anything. Us sneaking around isn’t going to be easy under my brother’s roof.

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I have been in bed for the last hour, but I am just beginning to drift off. The guys were in bed, too. I guess Paxton changed his mind about coming by, or he fell asleep.

The creaking of my door opening quickly wakes me back up. I hear footsteps come towards my bed, “Dimples, are you awake?” Paxton whispers.

I scoot over on the bed, “Yes.”

“Good. I hoped you would be.” He says. He climbs onto the bed and slips under the covers beside me.

I roll onto my side, and the light coming in my window is enough to make out his face. I like to sleep with my blinds open because I enjoy the glow of the moon. Paxton rolls onto his side, too.

He reaches in and pushes the hair away from. He pulls his hand away and rests it on my hip, bringing me closer to him. My body tightly against his, and it is only then I realise he is shirtless. I whimper instantly. He chuckles and captures my lips in his. He groans the second we connect. I moan and entangle my fingers into his hair, kissing back.

As always, things quickly become heated. Paxton pulls me over him, and I let him. He runs his hands down my back and rests them on my ass, and squeezes it. I can feel his excitement through his joggers. He isn’t the only one excited.

Paxton quickly flips me onto my back and takes his place above me. Our lips parted because we needed to catch our breath. He dips his head down, and his lips attach to my neck. He traces kisses along my skin. I gasp and tilt my head to the side to give him better access.

The warmth of Paxton’s breath lands on my ear, “I want badly to fuck you, gorgeous, but I won’t. Not tonight.” He rasps.

I whine, “Then stop getting me all fired up.”

He chuckles and nips down on my ear, “I didn’t say I won’t give you anything. I just said I wasn’t going to fuck you because I would rather hear you scream my name, and that can’t happen when we aren’t in the house alone.”

He speaks so confidently, and it causes a shiver to run straight through me and between my thighs to throb. Hearing him talk to me in such a way is a little strange.

“W-w-what are you planning to do to me?”

“I was thinking of burying my tongue between your thighs.” He growls.

I swallow hard, “You want to go down there with your mouth?” I whisper nervously.

No one has ever done that to me before. None of my exes wanted to, and it isn’t something I ever thought of asking for.

“Yes. Why do you sound nervous?” he asks softly, stroking my face.

I chew on my lip, “Because I-I-I have never had anyone down there doing that.”

God, he must think I am pathetic.

“Never? What about your exes?” he asks.

“They never done it, and I never asked for it,” I answer.

“Hmm, I think we need to change that. I promise you will enjoy it, but if you don’t want to, I have skilful fingers.” He smirks.

I giggle at his response, “No, I want you too.”

“Okay. If you don’t like it, tell me, okay? Since it is your first time, it may feel a little strange, but once you relax, trust me, you won’t be complaining.”

“I promise. If I don’t, I will tell you.” I reply.

He reaches down and kisses me softly, “Good girl.”

Fuck, those words again! Between my thighs throb harder. I can’t believe I am allowing this, but you should try everything at least once, right? I didn’t think Paxton would ever be my first of anything.