“Can you imagine if I listened to Fynn?” Reece said between fits of laughter.
I shook my head. “Hell would freeze over before that ever happens.”
As our laughter subsided, the sound of the music from neighboring rooms became more evident. It didn’t matter.
Reece stepped closer, his gaze warm and filled with affection. “You know I would never listen to that idiot, right?” he said softly, his hand reaching out to cup my cheek.
“I know,” I replied, leaning into his touch. “I trust you more than anyone, Reece.”
His eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled at me, a faint flush painting his cheeks. “I love you, Brooke.”
“I love you too,” I whispered before his lips met mine in a tender, loving kiss that was quick to turn needy and passionate.
As our kiss deepened, I melted into Reece’s touch, my arms wrapping around his neck as he pulled me closer.
Slowly, we neared the bed, and only as the back of my knees hit the mattress, we broke apart.
“Are you sure you want this?” Reece asked as our eyes opened and our gazes met.
“As long as I can keep my clothes on.” It was still strange to me that these guys from Delta Chi kept their rooms unlocked.
If I threw a huge party at my place, my bedroom would’ve been locked and I probably would’ve put up a motion sensor or something. The idea of a stranger having sex inmybed was disturbing.
And, alright, maybe Reece and I should’ve refrained from having sex in a stranger’s bedroom as well, but… the overwhelming need to feel him inside of me clouded my judgment a little.
Reece looked at the bed for a brief moment, then his eyes wandered around the room. “Maybe it’s for the best we don’t sit you down on any surface. Who knows what was done to them before,” he said, a hint of amusement sounding in his voice. “I don’t want you catching anything.”
The bed looked fairly clean, but I wondered what I’d find if I used a blue light to take a deeper look. There was a high chance I’d find stains that were best left unseen. The thought of that was gross enough to make me agree with my fiancé.
So, which part of the bedroom seemed like the perfect spot that didn’t require me to sit on it?
“Maybe we shouldn’t do this after all,” I mumbled, feeling sort of bummed out by it. The possibility of getting caught had always been exciting for us, but perhaps a frat party was taking it a step too far.
“We don’t have to do this,” he said, and shortly after, his eyes lit up with something mischievous. Reece grabbed my hand and led me toward the wall-length window. His breath grazed my ear as he spoke up again. “But… you could have a great view of a party as I fuck you from behind.”
I blushed at his suggestion, feeling a wave of adrenaline shooting through my veins at the thought of being so daring. We’d done scandalous things before, risked it in a bunch of different public spaces like the public pool, and the movies—if it was just the two of us in there, at school. The riskiest one was probably the treehouse in my parents’ backyard when we were sixteen—the treehouse was gone now.
But the window at a frat party?
The window overlooked the backyard where the party was still in full swing, music thumping, people talking, and getting drunk.
The chances were slim of someone looking up and seeing us, but there was a chance of it happening.
Reece’s hands slid around my waist, the warmth of his body seeping into my skin as he pressed soft kisses along my neck. “I’m pretty sure the windows are made of privacy glass. At least I couldn’t see anything that was going on inside when I was out there.”
“Pretty sure isn’t a guarantee… and I don’t know how much I like the thought of possibly being on the internet with videos or pictures like that.”
He grabbed my hair, tilting my head back and forcing me to look at him. “Are you worried about your reputation, Ms. King?”
“Yeah,” I replied. It was actuallyourreputation I was worried about, and what would happen if our families saw these online. It could’ve affected Colin’s and my mom’s careers, and maybe even gone as far as to ruin my father’s restaurants. “I don’t need strangers getting off on us.”
Reece chuckled. “I promise,mi princesa, I’dneverdo anything that would lead to anyone but me watching you come on my dick. But if you don’t want to risk it, that’s okay, too. You decide.”
He let go of my hair, allowing me to lift my head again. “We keep the lights turned off?”
“Yes.”
That at least minimized the view on us.