Lahat ng Kabanata ng When My Body Learned Your Name: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 78

ANNACarson’s lips moved against mine like he was still trying to convince himself this was a mistake. His hands rested on my waist, steady but restrained, like he was holding back more than he was giving.Then he pulled away.It was slight, barely enough to break contact, but I felt it. The hesitation and the doubt creeping in.“Anna…” he exhaled, conflicted but before he could finish whatever he was about to say, I cupped his face with both hands and held him there. His skin was warm beneath my palms and his eyes searched mine.“Please,” I whispered one word that changed everything.I saw the restraint leave him. His jaw tightened, and he pulled me towards him, kissing me with no caution this time. His hands slid from my waist to my back, pulling me firmly against him as if he was done pretending he didn’t want this.The kiss deepened fast and I felt it everywhere—the heat, the pressure, the way his fingers flexed against me like he was trying to memorize the shape of my body.I pr

ANNAHe walked towards me, grabbed my jaw and pushed me until my knees were on the floor.“Carson…” I called his name, noticing the way my voice quivered.“Shh.” He shushed me. The look in his eyes was foreign to me, dark and scary.Carson made quick work of undoing his pants, and soon enough, I was face to face with his length tucked perfectly in his boxers.Fuck, he was big.“Suck, Anna.”I leaned in, letting my tongue escape the cages of my lips to lick a long stripe of his clothed cock, letting the fabric dampen with my spit.Carson let out a satisfied sigh, and he patted my head softly, his touch gentle and caring.“Go ahead,” he said lowly. “No hands.”I didn't even bother trying to negotiate, and I caught the waistband of his boxers in between my teeth, tugging it down. His length hit the underside of my chin once free, and I wasted no time, licking from the base of his hardened cock to the tip.I wrapped my lips around the head, and sucked.Carson drew in a sharp breath, tight

ANNAThe hand on my mouth was tight, unrelenting, and my stomach dropped as I realized whose voice had just spoken. Cold, venomous, familiar.“Luke.”My voice was barely more than a whisper, but it carried every ounce of disbelief, anger, and fear I felt. I shoved against him with every ounce of strength I had, managing to wrench the hand away and take a staggering step back.He didn’t move, didn’t flinch. His eyes were dark, stormy, and I realized—too late—that whatever control I had thought I had over this night, over my life, had been stripped from me the moment he appeared.“So,” he hissed, the word sharp, slicing the air between us. “You’re just another slut, huh? First my brother… and now me? You really do have a type, Anna.”Something inside me snapped. Something primal, burning, screaming for him to know just how wrong he was. My hand shot out before I even thought, connecting sharply with his jaw. The sting of my own palm reverberated through me, but I didn’t care.“How dare

ANNAThe lights in the nightclub had gone from dizzying flashes to a slow, pulsating rhythm, like the beat of a heart trying to settle after a long sprint. River had somehow convinced Cole to attempt a dance-off, and I sat back at the bar, letting the movement wash over me instead of forcing myself into it. That’s when I saw her—Diana.She was leaning against the bar with effortless confidence, a glass of champagne in one hand, the other hand brushing hair out of her face. I recognized her immediately: Carson’s best friend. The one he had mentioned a few times, usually with a half-smile or a shake of his head, as if she could do no wrong.“Anna!” Diana’s voice cut through the music just enough to be heard. She was smiling, warm but not fake, the kind of smile that made you feel like you’d known her longer than you had.I blinked, trying to find the right response. “Diana,” I said finally, my voice uneven. My stomach twisted. Seeing her here—so carefree, so untouchable—made me suddenly