Chapter 6: Wet And Dripping

HAILEY

He’d sealed her fate with those words. That single sentence broke through every wall she’d built. Jayden actually wanted to spend time with her, and it struck a chord deep inside her. She could feel his loneliness, and it made her want to comfort him and be there for him simply because he needed someone.

Without saying anything, Hailey turned around, said goodbye to her four brothers and Emily, grabbed her coat, and left the Youth Center where the party was being held.

By the time she stepped outside, Jayden was already there, waiting. She reached for his outstretched hand and felt a spark shoot through her body the moment their fingers touched. She prayed she wouldn’t regret this night.

JAYDEN

I’m never going to survive this night. Jayden Knight thought as he fought back a groan as he watched Hailey sit by the fireplace in her house and let out a soft moan as she took her first bite of the s’more he’d made her.

He watched her eat the melted chocolate, and toasted marshmallows like it was the best thing she’d ever tasted, her tongue darting out to catch drips of chocolate and marshmallow that clung to her lips. Never had chocolate looked so erotic.

Fucking hell. I want her. The possessiveness hit him like a punch to the gut. He could barely keep himself from reaching out and licking that chocolate off her mouth himself. And even after the chocolate and marshmallow were gone, he wouldn’t stop.

I shouldn’t have come to town tonight. I knew she’d probably be here. He’d known and if he was honest with himself, he’d admit she was a big reason why he came. Sure, he wanted to see the King brothers, especially Gavin, since he wanted to meet the woman who had managed to capture his reclusive friend’s heart but pretending he hadn’t wanted to see Hailey was a lie. Knowing she’d be here was both a reason to stay away…and the reason he couldn’t.

He’d tried to push away the twisted need he’d felt for her ever since he saw her at eighteen. Jesus. She’d just finished high school, and even though he’d only been twenty three at the time, it had felt wrong. She was Gavin’s baby sister, and Jayden had been close to the whole King family.

Back then, she’d been a quiet, sweet little girl with a generous heart,can adorable redhead with freckles and a shy smile he’d always tried to coax out of her. He’d cared about her like a little sister, looked out for her like a big brother. But everything had changed the day he stopped by her graduation party. The second he saw her, it hit him like a truck.

He’d wanted her then. Now, eight years later, that desire had turned into a full blown obsession.

And his fucking body hadn’t forgotten a thing. The minute he spotted her across the room tonight, the same powerful hunger exploded through him, and his dick had reacted with the same urgent attention.

Every time Gavin mentioned she was dating someone, Jayden had cringed inside. The jealousy that burned through him at the thought of another man touching her was like poison. He’d tried to bury that rage by diving into work or sleeping with other women. He hoped that eventually the fear of her ending up with someone else would fade.

It didn’t.

The urge to have her only grew.

And now? He was completely fucked.

If this were any other woman, he would’ve tried to sleep with her long ago just to get her out of his system. But it wasn’t just any woman, it was Hailey and he’d known her most of his life.

So now, he wasn’t just horny. He actually liked her. He respected her. Hailey King was one of the most genuinely kind people he’d ever met.

She wants me, too. He’d seen it. Her body had responded to his touch. And that knowledge drove him even more insane. The chemistry was explosive. It made it almost impossible not to touch her again.

“Thanks for taking me to the fireworks,” Hailey said, pulling him out of his thoughts.

They’d driven down to the beach after the party and watched the fireworks from his rental car. They held hands like teenagers because he simply couldn’t let go of her. Honestly, he’d watched her more than the sky. The way her face lit up with every burst of color had mesmerized him.

“I’m glad you liked it,” he said, his voice rough.

“Didn’t you?” she asked, curiosity in her eyes. She finished the last bite of her s’more, then slowly licked her fingers. “Aren’t you going to make one for yourself? I know you want chocolate. That was delicious.”

Fucking hell. The finger licking. Is she trying to kill me?

All I could think of is replacing those fingers in her mouth with my cock and my cock instantly got hard and strained against my pants.