The Best of Us (Love in Isolation, #2)

by Kennedy Fox

“If I only have twenty-four hours to live, then I’m gonna come clean,” she states, straddling my lap and wrapping her arms around my neck. Instinctively, I grab her hips and hold her still. “Come clean about what?” I ask with a raspy voice. “That I’m attracted to you, and I don’t think it’s one-sided.” She rocks her body against my groin. Fuck. Me.

Our hips move in sync as she rubs her pussy over my cock. It’s practically begging to be released and fuck her raw.

That first kiss we shared was hot. It burned me from the inside out, and I’ve never experienced that kind of electricity before.

Though we agreed it was only sex, it felt

deeper than that. But I can’t confess that to her because once we leave the cabin, I won’t be able to give her the relationship she deserves.

I want Kendall as much as she wants me, and the only thing coming between us is my insecurities.

She spreads her legs wider as I lick and flick her clit, then she’s screaming out my name. She’s a greedy little thing and rides my fingers when I slide them inside. “Damn,” I whisper between finger fucking her and teasing her clit. “You’re so wet.”

She set the ground rules to this game. I’m just playing by them, hoping we both survive.

Feeling this way about Kendall is scaring the fuck out of me. It could end badly. I could break her heart, or she could break mine.

When we were teens, she was such a pain in my ass. All we did was argue even though Cami begged us to get along. I was just as impossible as she was because I saw her as a spoiled brat, and she always said I had a stick up my ass. Now, I think it was all a cover-up for our mutual attraction.

I won’t beg a man to be in my life. If he wanted to be with me, he would be. Period.