Free Lust and Other Drugs by Saranna DeWylde

out with a bunch of drunken frat
boys?”
    “Don’t you want to see what it will be like to be stuck in a
closet with me now?” She sat down on the bed.
    “We have perfectly good closets here.” As a grown man, he
didn’t see the appeal.
    She rolled her eyes but since she was still topless, it
didn’t have the same effect. “You don’t have to go. But I think it will be fun.
Remember that last game of Truth or Dare on the senior trip?”
    “When we snuck into Ms. Jeffrey’s room and found her vibrators?”
    Anne laughed. “Yeah, that one thing was like a moped. I
swear to God, it had to run on rocket fuel. And Doug and Aaron had a sword
fight with them?”
    “Poor woman. Remember when she caught them? She just walked
past them like she didn’t even see what they were doing, but told us we’d all
better be in bed in ten minutes.”
    “I can’t imagine how embarrassed she was. I’d die. Or pray
for death. We were little shits.”
    “And you want to go relive this?”
    “Sure. Why not? And Justin asked me to go.”
    “You just want to get Gin and Seth in a closet together.”
    “That too.” Anne nodded. “So, if you don’t want to go in the
closet, maybe we’ll go into the Truth or Dare room and I’ll dare you to do
something, like kiss Justin.”
    Chase raised a brow. The idea didn’t appeal to him, but
making Anne blush did. So did turning her on. One mouth was much the same as
another. If it would make Anne hot, he’d kiss anyone she told him to. “Would
you like that?”
    “Maybe.” She bit her lip and her cheeks colored, as he knew
they would.
    Yeah, she liked that a lot. “There’ve been hundreds of
requests on Dreamed Desire for some man-on-man action. Were you one of those?
Who do you want to see me with?” He sat down on the bed and leaned into her,
brushing his lips across the pulse in her throat. “Tell me your fantasy.”
    She wrapped her arms around him and arched against his
mouth. “I thought you were going to think about things?”
    “I have been thinking about them, Anne.” He stroked
his knuckles down the curve of her breast. “I can’t stop thinking about them.”
    Anne turned on the bed to straddle him and braced her palms
on his shoulders. “Maybe you should be telling me your fantasy, Chase?”
    “You gave me my fantasy last night.”
    She moaned softly and her nails scored his back as she clung
tighter. “We should stop so I have time to get ready.” But she made no move to
push him away.
    “Fuck that. Stay here with me.”
    “Why?” Anne pressed her lips against his neck, returning his
caress.
    “Because I asked.”
    “As my best friend or my lover?” She rolled her hips, grinding
against him.
    “Both.”

Chapter Seven
     
    How he expected things not to change was beyond Anne.
    Already he was asking to be treated differently than her
other friends. She’d promised she’d go to the party and Chase wanted her to
ditch it to spend time with him. He wanted her to choose him over their other
friends. How was she supposed to know where the line was? It was hard to make
the right decisions when his hands were scorching her skin.
    “If we’re just friends, why do you get priority over a
promise I made?” Her question was serious, but her tone was light, teasing.
    He dipped his head to her breast, his mouth hot and hungry
on her nipple. “I want what I want, when I want it, Anne. And so do you,” he
murmured around the tightened bud, completely unrepentant.
    Anne pushed her fingers through his hair to tug him away
from her breast. “Chase, as good as this is, I mean it. I want to fuck you, but
we have to set some ground rules.”
    “Only if we talk about it in the hot tub.”
    “Only if you keep your hands to yourself.”
    “That’s not fair.” He laughed as he lowered his mouth toward
her breast again.
    “Life rarely is.” Anne knew they loved each other, but they
weren’t in love . And she wanted the physical part of a relationship and
knew