Free Bracing the Blue Line by Lindsay Paige Page B

lip, brushing against mine in the process. She quickly presses her lips to mine, and I feel her move to straddle me, her fingers grasping my sides just above her knees. Maddie parts her mouth and mine automatically does the same. A groan from deep in my throat unleashes into her mouth as she slides her tongue against mine.
    My hands glide down her back until I cup her ass. The kiss turns a bit frenzied as we attempt to devour each other. I want to pull her closer and closer until absolutely nothing separates us. I lift my head every time she slightly pulls away, always drawing her back to me. Our teeth clash, which makes me focus a little more than I was a second ago.
    “Stop,” I murmur, closing my eyes and leaning back into my pillow. Maddie begins to kiss along my jaw, choosing to partly ignore me. When her fingers begin to dance up my torso, I struggle to remember why I wanted her to stop in the first place. “Damn it, Maddie! Stop,” I say more forcefully.
    That catches her attention. She sits up and stares at me, waiting for me to explain. All I want to do is bury myself inside her, but that can't happen. Not now, not ever. I'm taking too long to say something, though, because she leans forward to rest her lips over mine. She's not kissing me, but she knows that when I go to talk, I'm going to have no choice but to feel that soft mouth.
    “You're Dave's sister,” I quietly mumble the most pathetic excuse.
    That's all it takes for her eyes to harden and for her to move off of me. Maddie stands, grabs her phone from the nightstand before walking over to the door, and slips on her shoes. “I can't believe that's all you can think about! After all this time, you still don't care enough. I don't know why I thought things would have changed. I don't know how I could be stupid enough to put myself back in this position. You said you would change it if you could, but I guess that was only a line to feed me, huh? You know what? You won't have to worry about me being around anymore.”
    “Wait,” I protest as she starts to walk out the door, wanting to take the blame. It's my fault after all.
    She glances at me over her shoulder. “Bye, Winston.” And then she practically runs out of my room.
    Damn it. I swing my legs off the bed and run after her. “Maddie! Wait,” I call out.
    She looks over her shoulder at me from the front door and groans. “Don't make this any more embarrassing than it is already, Winston. I won't bother you again, I promise.” She goes to leave, but I reach for her elbow to stop her.
    “You don't have to do that. If you ever need anything, you can still call me, okay?” That has to be the lamest thing to ever leave my mouth. It's not what I want to say, but it's all I can force out.
    “Yeah, okay,” she says.
    I have a feeling that I won't see her for a long time. Before she can go any further, I kiss her forehead and release her elbow. Her lips are far too tempting, but I needed to kiss her, even on her forehead, to let her know that I care about upsetting her. Maddie quickly walks out the door, leaving me staring after her. What the fuck just happened? And why the hell do I want to bring her ass back here and make things better? Why did such a simple, innocent kiss feel like an apology and a goodbye? Sighing, I turn around, intent on going to my room when I hear Neil laugh.
    “What the fuck was that?”
    I flip him the bird before returning to my room. I'm horny and frustrated, which is not a good combination. After a cold shower, I decide that what I need is to get laid. Surely being sex-deprived is the cause of all this shit with Maddie. My shower ends up being pointless because I decide to go to the gym to workout before practice. Dave has texted me a few times, asking what happened after Maddie disconnected the call. When I finally reply in-between exercises, I tell him I walked her to her dorm. That's all.
    “Winston?” a female voice says.
    I lift my head with a smile in hopes