nudged her legs apart and lowered his body to hers. His eyes, clouded with passion, locked on hers as he joined their bodies together. Shay felt a sharp pain and bit her lip to keep from crying out. Cody went still for a moment and murmured, “I’m sorry.” The need to move was stronger than the sting. She pushed toward him, and he pushed back, pressing deeper. He stopped again, resting his forehead on hers. She wrapped her ankles around his legs and her arms around his waist to hold him tighter, and he groaned. It was the most beautiful thing she ever experienced, in spite of the discomfort. The confusion of the past year vanished. Joined with Cody, she felt complete.
He kissed her again, and Shay clung to him, her nails biting into his damp skin. Pressure started building inside her, gathering, searching for a way out. She felt like she was flying, her body tingling, and then she fell. She grabbed the feeling, holding tight as she plummeted. Cody tensed. The sensations washing over her in waves didn’t drown out the soft “I love you” that brushed her ear as Cody’s body pulsed inside hers.
“Shay? Where are you? I found the cat.”
Nina!
Shay couldn’t breathe.
Cody raised his head and looked at her in stunned silence, his body still throbbing inside hers. The passion that had clouded his eyes only moments before was replaced with confusion. “What have I done?” he whispered.
Shay opened her mouth but couldn’t speak.
He pulled out and sat back on his heels, staring down at his body. “Condom… I didn’t think about a condom,” he said, his voice barely a whisper. He scrambled to his feet, pulling up his underwear and jeans, not bothering to zip them, while Shay reached for her panties.
“You’re bleeding.” Stooping, he grabbed his shirt from the hay and wiped away the blood. He helped her slip into her panties and jeans and pulled her to her feet.
“Shay? Are you there?” Nina called again.
“You’d better answer her,” he whispered.
“Be right there,” Shay called out hoarsely.
She pulled her bra down as Cody slipped her shirt over her head. She finished dressing and felt a touch on her shoulder. “Shay? Are you all right?” His face held a mixture of shame and tenderness.
“I don’t know.” She was torn, one part still lying on the floor beneath him, feeling passion and love like she’d never known, the other part filled with humiliation. He was her best friend. He’d been like a brother to her. Everyone would find out. Their lives would be ruined.
She had to get down before Nina suspected
