“I…”
“You want to hear that I’ve thought of you in this dress during every single class today?”
I wasn’t sure I could take much more of this. My fingers tightened, tingles shooting from their tips up through my body and down to my toes.
“I imagined how easy it would be to slip my hand between your thighs. I’d watch you fight the urge to moan as I made you come under your desk during the lecture.”
Oh, cheese and crackers everywhere.
I was so out of my league with this man. I swore his words and hands alone might be enough to draw a release from me.
“Is that what you need, Temperance?”
“I...” I moaned, trying to find the words to plead for more. His hand moved down my belly toward the dress slit on my thigh. It would be so easy for him to touch me. One single slide of the material, and my panties and he’d feel exactly what he did to me.
“You think I drive you wild, Temperance, but you have no idea what you do to me. Each smile, each breath, and move you make interests me.”
My head fell against his shoulder as he continued to ravish my neck with his lips and hand inching toward my core. One, two swipes of his fingers against my panties, and we moaned.
Oh God, it was too easy. Too long since I…
“AHHHH!!!!”
The gazebo disappeared beneath our feet, and we tumbled into the water.
After flailing around, Rylan and I stood in thigh deep water, completely soaked with wide eyes.
“What the hell!” I cursed, and the man who almost made me come laughed. “This isn’t funny.”
“It is a little funny.” He laughed some more then took a sloshy step toward me.
“One of us made it disappear,” I hissed in horror. “This is so embarrassing.”
My cheeks reddened, and I wanted to leave. How was I ever supposed to have sex again if my magic could cause the bed to disappear mid-thrust? Or worse!
“Magic is ruled by our emotions. It happens.” His hand reached for mine and instinct had me pulling away. “Temperance.”
“I want to get inside before that lake monster eats us,” I muttered grumpily.
With the patience of a saint, he calmly said, “Okay, I’ll walk you.”
He tried to clasp my hand, and this time I let him.
As we walked out of the water together, I thought about how I wanted to take a shower, curl up on my bed, and watch TV. Then I remembered one important detail.
“Shit. My roommate is banging someone. I can’t go back for another hour, or I’ll see things I probably don’t want to.”
My wet dress weighed me down, and my shoes slopped with each step on the ground.
“You can use my room,” he offered. I gave him my best side eye. He laughed, but gave me a serious stare as he continued, “As much as I’d love to finish what we started. I promise to let you use my room, sans orgasms unless you request otherwise.”
He crossed his heart with his free fingers like a schoolboy promising to behave.
“Fine.”
I let him lead me to his room, which I was surprised to find wasn’t in any of the dorm wings of the castle. His room was through a tangle of halls on the first floor.
“Very secretive,” I commented after taking a few confusing turns past what looked like conference rooms to a solid wood door.
