6 Chapter 6

“Sissy!” he laughed. “I’ll go first then.” With that, he edged by me, his face brushing mine…by accident?

I almost licked him just to see what he tasted like but caught myself in time. Just because I was crazy with love and hunger didn’t mean he’d appreciate it. Odds were greater than nine out of ten, here at a good Christian college, that he was straight and would hate me. I knew he wouldn’t kill me because he’d already saved my life once.

“Hold on tight to me,” he said.

I shivered and did what I was told. Well, sort of. My hand went up under his jacket and grabbed his belt. My other hand rested on his ass. Even through the thick denim, I could feel the taut muscles moving. I think I whimpered.