Lost in You

steps and opens the back door and crawls in. I don’t hesitate and follow her, shutting the door behind me.
    She climbs forward and turns on the car, blasting the heat. I can’t believe she left her keys in the ignition.
    “That’s not safe, you know.”
    “I wasn’t thinking,” she replies as she sits back. She’s pulled her bag from the front seat and unzips it, pulling out some dry clothes. “Can you turn around?”
    “No,” I say. I adjust so I can watch her. She looks at me through squinted eyes. I should feel like a shit for denying her, but I want to see her. I can’t help it. She looks down at the shirt in her hand and back at me.
    “You should take off your sweatshirt before you catch a cold.”
    I nod and pull my wet sweatshirt over my head. I push my hair out of my face and stare at her. Her mouth drops open. I chuckle. She probably didn’t think I’d be shirtless, but she texted me when I was in bed and I came right here to see her.
    Hadley clears her throat and looks at her shirt before setting it down and peeling off her sweatshirt. The t-shirt she’s wearing underneath is white and very see-through at the moment. She crosses her arms. Her fingers grasp the ends of her shirt and lift it up and over her head.
    “Don’t,” I say as I set my hand on hers before she can put her dry shirt on. I want to see her, hold her, like this. There can’t be that many consequences. I’m almost eighteen, she can’t go to jail for something I’m asking for.
    “I shouldn’t be like this.”
    “No one is going to know, Hadley. It’s not like I’m going to tell anyone. I love you and you love me. How can this be wrong?”
    I pull the shirt gently from her hands and set it on the console. My arm reaches around her waist and I pull her toward me, her back resting against my chest. I’ve been waiting to have this feeling, being skin to skin with her. I let my fingers glide along her arms, feeling as her skin pebbles. She links her hands over the top of mine and brings them over her, showing me where touch her. I can’t help but groan when she pushes down on me. Wearing sweatpants was the best decision I could’ve made.
    I bite down lightly on her neck as she moves against me. My eyes close as she moves my hands to her breast. She holds us there, adding pressure to my hands. I inch my hand into her bra and feel her for the first time. I can’t… I don’t… the feeling is too much. The fire in my stomach, I feel like I need to let go, but not here. Not like this. I need to stop this even though I want her, even though I’ve been begging her to let us be like this.
    “Hadley…” She turns, cutting me off with her mouth. The kiss is deep, urgent. I can feel her need in the way she’s moving. She maneuvers around, straddling me. Her hands move along my chest to the waistband on my sweats. This is it. She’s not going to stop and I’m powerless to stop her.

CHAPTER 28
    Hadley
     
     
    The feel of Ryan’s skin against mine set everything in motion. I’ve wanted him since the night of my show. It was the mere mention of him being in high school that stopped me from pursuing more from him and now here I am, in love and in desperate need to feel him against me in any way I can.
    I have a burning desire when I’m in his proximity. I can’t deny my attraction. It doesn’t matter if he’s standing across the room; he spurs enough emotion in me to make me lose my mind. I can’t make proper decisions when he’s around. When he pulls me against him, when he touches me so lightly that I have to have his hands on me, I know I’m in too deep to stop. 
    The way his hands feel against my skin, they’re perfect. Showing him the way to touch me is one of the most intimate things I’ve ever done. I didn’t mean to push against him. The thin fabric of his sweatpants urged me. He groaned. He freaking groaned and all I can think is that we are in the backseat of my rental car. Why did I get into the backseat? I did this. I put us in this situation.
    The way my name sounds as it rolls off his lips spurs me into a decision I know this is wrong. I seek out his mouth, letting him know that I’m in this. I’m not saying no this time. I turn and straddle him, he feels good and I know he wants me. I know he wants this for us. I know it shouldn’t happen, not like this. Not here and not after I flew here to see if he still wanted me.
    I can’t help it. I need to touch him. I explore his chest. My lips