Just Between Us by Hayley Oakes

“Staff Only”. He took my hand as he pushed the door, and it opened easily into a lofty grey corridor, quiet, away from the music, and deserted. I was overly conscious of his hand holding mine, but followed him calmly with the drink in my other hand. When we were out of sight of anyone walking through the door, he turned quickly and leaned into me against the wall.
                  “I saw you with Tim,” he said, staring at me, and I winced.
                  “So?”
                  “So you were all over each other.”
                  “We weren’t.” I pushed him back from me, but he crowded me straight away again.
                  “You were.”
                  “So what?” I glared at him and sipped my drink. “You have a girlfriend.”
                  “Who?”
                  “Jennie,” I said, trying to back him up again. He laughed and threw his head back.
                  “She’s not my girlfriend.” He shook his head.
                  “Well I’m certainly not,” I said boldly, “I’m your step-sister, and I can do what the hell I want.”
                  He leaned in and kissed me, my stomach was in knots, and my body turned to jelly. I was getting so used to the taste of Kyle, and his lips on mine were instantly turning me on. He pulled back. “You’re right, you’re not my girlfriend but …” He sighed. “I don’t want you with anyone else.”
                  “What does that even mean?” I squeaked. “We. Can’t. Do. This.” I said clearly, my hand on his shoulder, attempting to push him away but without much force. My brain knew what to do but my body wouldn’t co-operate, it would only co-operate for him.
                  “I want you, Sophie.” He kissed me again. “Fuck!” he groaned. “I want you so fucking much,” He ran his hands over my hips and squeezed me gently. “I can’t get your tight little body out of my head, and all I want to do is barge into your room and …” He stopped and took a deep breath.
                  “It’s because I’m the only girl you can’t have. It’s making you crazy,” I stuttered, “you’re too used to getting exactly what you want.”
                  “No, it’s you. I want you.”
                  “I …” His lips were on mine again.
                  “I want you, Soph, just once, just one time, and then I won’t try again. I need to have you, Soph; it’s killing me. Just give me one night, one night, and you can date who you fucking want.”
                  I was struggling to breathe, his closeness was making me pant, and his hands were moving under my skirt. He leaned down to kiss me again and then grazed his fingers on the outside of my underwear. I gasped, and he smiled into my lips.
                  “You want me, too.” He sighed. “I can feel it under these pants.”
                  “We can’t,” I whined.
                  “Just tonight.” He breathed as his fingers ran across the edge of my underwear and roamed inside. He found my wet centre and tickled me lightly before dipping a finger inside.
                  “Oh my God,” I gasped.
                  “Just tonight,” he said again, and this time I kissed him furiously, and agreed.
     

Eight – Just irresistible
    Now
     
    The next morning I woke up with another evil hangover, which I had come to expect from my new life with Kyle. However, surprisingly not with the usual overwhelming feeling of dread that had consumed me since I left Simon. It wasn’t him I missed; it was being in control and having a plan. Being with Kyle for the summer made me realise that maybe I didn’t need one after all. I was enjoying my time with Kyle, and it was helping me forget. I hadn’t