My Bestfriend's Brother Shouldn't Know How I Taste free chapter novel Chapter 21

Bailey's pov

Push him away Bailey!

Of course my brain, the sane part of me told me to push Kaleb away, but my heart and my body clearly didn't get the memo.

Instead I melt into him and my lips followed his movements with just as much fever and craving. His tongue swept over my lower lip, his moan breathing into my mouth as I parted them.

I shivered as his tongue swept over mine, slowly at first but he began to kiss me with so much need that my knees began to buck.

If he didn't hold me so tightly I'd surely fall to my knees there and then.

But he held me, he kissed me and he showed me how much he wanted me.

And that's when I knew we had to stop. If I didn't stop now, things would get worse.

I bit Kaleb's tongue, he hisses, pulling away. His hand go to his mouth as he gave me that 'what the fuck is wrong with you' look.

I scowled, fighting the feelings had seem to awaken inside me. Damn him.

"How dare you just kiss me! I told you it wasn't me last night!" I snapped, feeling frustrated that he wouldn't let this go.

Normally he didn't care about the girls he slept with. Hell, they'd wail to him, some get on their knees, he ignored them all.

Why the hell could he not let this go!?

Kaleb eyes narrowed but I didn't give him a chance to pull me under his spell again. No, I hiss out. " What makes you think I'd ever sleep with a guy like you! I barely want to look at you, far less make you touch me. I'm not the one you slept with last night."

I could see that my words had hurt him so badly. For the first time, Kaleb looks wrenched. He looks torn.

He breaks his stare and looked away. He's silent for a few, before he nod. "Okay. I guess I was wrong." His voice is faint, soft. He doesn't sound like Kaleb.

He steps away from me, his hands clutching the top of his towel. "I won't keep you then Bailey." He nudged his head to the door. "You are free to walk out."

I sighed, biting my tongue to stop the apology that wanted to come out. I hate, hell I despise to see him so hurt. I've never seen him this way and it pained me too.

But I knew that if I did apologize for my words, I'd only make things worse. It was better for him to hate me so he would stop pursuing me to admit it was me last night.

Last night can't happen again.

"Don't worry, no one will find out what happened just now." Kaleb grumble, glaring at the door.

I didn't respond, I bit my lip and turned around to open the door. But when I do, Kaleb's voice behind me stopped me dead in my tracks.

"But just so you know, I won't stop until I find out who was in my bed last night. And trust that I will find her sooner or later."

Closing my eyes tightly, I breathed in sharply through my nose before exhaling it out slowly through my mouth.

He'll not stop.

And that's what I was afraid of. Because I knew deep down, I was screwed. And why? Because I didn't think I would be able to stop craving him.

I shook my head and walked out. Heading for my next class I can't help but think about his words.

How will he go about this?

As the day went on, thoughts of Kaleb and me last night in his bed flashed in my mind throughout my classes. Not once did my brain give me relief.

I was so frustrated that I had to be excused.