Page 49 of Enough Isn’t Everything (Everything Trilogy #1)

“Will, Stop it!” I hissed, swiping blindly at him in the dark and missing, but as my hand dropped, I accidently knocked his erect cock. “Arghh.”

This only made Will’s laughter grow even louder. I was mortified. I covered my eyes with my hand, even although he couldn’t see me. He tried hard to calm himself. “Sorry, but this isn’t something I planned. So either I find the funny side of this or I fuck you, because either way, I’m screwed.”

I could just tell he was smirking in the dark. I didn’t have to see him to know that. He started laughing again. “Or not screwed… sorry poor choice of words there.”

I could feel him rolling around on the bed and I thought Will must have been stuffing the sheet or something in his mouth because his laughter became muffled.

My heart was racing a mile a minute. I had no words, and I guess he had his own thing going on, and for me, I couldn’t think straight, I had no idea what to do.

It may have been unintentional, but hell this was a very intimate thing that had happened.

Worse than that, I couldn’t deny that I’d been enjoying it until I knew it wasn’t a dream, and realized it was Will between my legs.

None of this was funny to me. At some point he’d stopped laughing and had asked me something.

“Lily?” I felt the sheet being pulled.

“Leave it,” I hissed.

“I’m just freeing the cover, so that you can wrap yourself in it, okay?” I relaxed my grip and felt the sheet slide over my body until it was gone. There was a dip in the mattress near the edge of the bed, and it rose again.

“Come here, stand up.” I climbed off the bed and stood next to him. “Put your arms up.” I did, and I felt myself being enveloped by the sheet, his hand brushed around the back of my shoulders, making me shudder.

“Good to know that I have some effect on you at least,” he admitted when he felt that.

“Please, Will…” He pulled me toward his chest once the sheet was in place. My cheek was resting on his slightly hairy chest. He smelled of beer, bodywash, sea, and bonfire.

He kissed the top of my head. “I’m so sorry, Lily,” he muttered, and quickly added, “Although… you’re hot. I can’t be sorry I know what you taste like now. How can I be sorry about that? ”

Feeling me pull away from him, Will tugged me back into him again. I tensed and tried to move away. “No. I won’t let you feel awkward about my mistake. It was a genuine accident, not something I’d planned. Fantasized about… hell yeah, but I didn’t plan it.”

Pushing me back to arm’s length, I knew he was trying to look at me.

I could see an outline of him, but not his features in the dark.

“Can you honestly say you haven’t been curious about me?

” he asked. “The hours we’ve spent together, the hugs, the little touches all the flirting?

The kisses, you haven’t wondered how I’d feel? ”

I didn’t answer him. I had, but there was no way I was going to admit it to him. He took a sharp intake of breath and blew it out of his nose. It blew gently over my hot forehead.

“Right, we’re going to make this as awkward or as natural as it gets.” Will pushed me back and flicked on the ceiling light. “Here I am. Ta-da.”

Will gestured at himself, like he had in my apartment the day we went to the beach, except this time there were no shorts, and he was standing there naked.

He was still erect, and although he’d been drinking, he looked amazingly sexy with his messed up hair and his shadowy stubble that was beginning to appear. His full lips were placed together, his lips curved slightly in a smile.

Turning, he gave me a panoramic view of himself, and he had a great ass. “This is me, I’m naked. I was born like this, in my birthday-suit. Well, maybe except for the hair and the chubbie.” He grinned.

“Come on, Lily, your turn.” I glared, still feeling freaked out and still way more sober than Will.

“I’m not taking this sheet off,” I hissed.

Will smirked. “Well, I know it’s not cuz you’re hiding a cock in there. My face was down there, remember,” he joked. I was shocked at his brazen approach to this. Clutching the sheet tightly in my hands, I closed my eyes briefly.

Will’s fingers closed over my hands and began pulling them away. “Let it drop, Lily, I’m not ever going to do anything you don’t want to happen.”

I wasn’t ashamed of my body, so I let him peel the sheet away, keeping my eyes closed.

I heard his breath hitch when he freed me of it. We stood in silence, which was broken by me several moments later. “Will?” I heard him swallow and his breathing sounded ragged.

“Yeah?” he husked.

“What do I do now?”

Will blew a long slow breath out. His voice was a little shaky.

“That’s your call. Don’t put me in charge of what happens next.

My cock has had a thousand ideas about how this plays out.

” I felt he was trying too hard to sound light hearted but I could hear his voice drop to a husk, and I knew I was in trouble.

I had no willpower with this sex stuff, it was all new to me.

Opening my eyes, I saw Will was giving me his full attention, with his cock resting heavily in his hand.

He was stroking it but stopped when he saw me watching him.

It twitched when he looked at me, looking at him. I licked my lips—my mouth was so dry.

“Do you have any water?” My voice sounded like it was in the distance. Reaching down to the floor, he produced a half drunk bottle of water. The plastic bottle was wet on the outside from the condensation of being brought from the cold fridge to the heat of the room.

“I snagged this from the fridge before coming to bed,” he offered by way of an explanation. I opened the bottle and drew some liquid in, a little escaped and a drop splashed onto my breast.

Before either of us could think about it, Will had reacted and his index finger brushed it off of my breast, causing me to feel breathless at his touch.