When I hear footsteps, I turn to see a furious shadow staring at me.
Meadow.
His chest expands rapidly and he eats the distance between us with fast strides, even if I thought running was an option it isn’t anymore. Rubbing his taut body against mine, he grips my throat firmly, shoves me hard against the wall, and crashes his lips to mine, stealing all the air from my lungs with a deadly kiss.
A kiss that lasts when our tongues meet and play around one another, and continues when he lifts me by my thighs to straddle him as my back still faces the wall.
That kiss tingles everywhere and lights up my entire body.
That kiss is intense, desperate, wild, and savage as he nibbles on my bottom lip and I do the same to his.
That kiss hurts so fucking good—a sweet stinging sensation travels across my lips.
The taste of cheese and smoke rolls on our tongues and merge with each stroke and each nibble and it fucking burns and rages with anger. I rake my fingers through his hair and run them over his neck until they rustle against his clothes.
Pulling me closer, I grind against his bulge, feeling it growing as he squeezes my ass into him and drags me up and down his length.
I hum into his mouth, bathing in the pleasure it brings me.
His lips cover mine as he pushes his tongue farther, letting me suck on it. His body radiates heat and mine succumb to him.
My breathing is ragged, my heart’s racing like crazy and ringing in my ears.
With my eyes still shut, he drops me down, steals another kiss, and pulls away but not before he pushes something into my palms.
I take a shaky breath and when I open my eyelids, he is gone like I dreamt him as part of a wild fantasy that my mind conjured.
But I didn’t.
I lift my arms and stare at the pack of cigarettes and a bag of gummy bears he left me. Yet, he left something else, and it burns my puffy lips.
Blakely
As I enter my room and drop the items Meadow gave me on the table by the corner, a few knocks on the door startle me and the echo hits my chest.
It’s him.
It has to be him.
I close my eyes and breathe heavily, still strung up on what happened a few minutes ago. As I pace the door, I take a deep inhale and twist the handle fast before I regret it because I’m starting to.
“It’s literally two steps to reach the door, but I come in peace… and whiskey,” Lorelai flashes a bright, toothy smile that relaxes me instantly as she waves the bottle in her hand.
“Well, come on in.” I step back so she can enter the room, “How did you find me?”
“Bitch, this is a small place, everyone knows everyone, but I may have asked Russ that asked Milo.”
“You like to throw nicknames around here like orgasms as I heard,” I say with a chuckle.
“Good one.”
“Well, Lai, I’m happy to see a friendly face.” I sink into themattress, “I need it tonight.”
“It’s technically tomorrow already but we’re not gonna pick on the details.” She opens the bottle and settles two plastic cups on the table. “We’re here to get hammered, no questions asked.”
“Fine by me, I took a few days off.”
“Look at us,” she hands me a half-filled cup, “It’s like we planned it.”
