I stop fighting the hold. “She started it,” I huff.
“Well, you definitely finished it,”
“I think she broke my nose,” Darcy’s shrill voice makes me grimace. “Asher, she broke my nose. Do something about this,”
I sit up slightly, peering over Asher’s other shoulder at her as he keeps his grip firmly on the backs of my thighs. “Why would I do that?”
“I could have broken it, but I didn’t,” I shout. “You should be thanking me really, nowdaddywon’t need to pay to get it fixed,”
I feel Asher chuckle beneath me and that’s when I realise his hand is rubbing up and down on my thighs. The movement shooting straight to my core. My hips shift of their own volition as his hand squeezes my flesh.
“Fuck you!” Darcy shrieks as she stands and runs away, hand to her nose dramatically. Some students following her out, the rest going back to their night.
I roll my eyes.
“You can put me down now,”
“No chance,” Asher turns and makes his way over to Daylan who is stood with a smirk.
“I thought I told you to watch her?” Asher snaps.
“Seems like she doesn’t need watching,” He shrugs and meets my eye. “couldn’t interrupt the show, I have been dying for someone to put Darcy in her place,”
“You are a prick,” Asher says. “We are going,” Then he turns to head over to his sister and a smug looking Corden.
“Woohoooo!” They all celebrate as we reach them, but Asher keeps me in place.
“Tonight, has been great, but that was definitely my favourite part,” Corden laughs.
“Mine too,” Piper chips in. Jacob stays silent but I notice a glint of approval.
“We are off,” Asher says to Jacob. “You have Pip?”
“Always,” Jacob nods.
“I am right here you know,” Piper crosses her hands over her chest.
“I know, only making sure you are safe,” Asher places a hand on her shoulder before turning us towards the door. I wave my goodbye as Corden winks at me. Piper holds up two thumbs, but I don’t see Deena. She must have gone to the bathroom.
Since he doesn’t plan on letting me walk, I get comfortable. My palm coming to my chin and my elbow resting on his firm back.
He doesn’t say where we are headed, but from the trail of his fingers up my thighs and hovering just at the skin where my backside meets, the delicious shiver tells me I am going to enjoy every minute of it.
***
The walk from the ballroom to his room in Lancaster house goes by in mere seconds. I don’t know if it was my mind running through what happened at the beginning of the night or being lost in the sea of possibilities for where it will end.
His deep scent surrounds me like a blanket on a cold day as we pass through his door and into a darkened hallway. He silently keeps walking and I take in my surroundings as he does. This is nothing like my room. This is huge and has amenities that I am guessing don’t get given to just any student, this is purely because of his family name.
The hallway opens out into a small living space with a fireplace and a sofa, a dark wooden table with a few chairs, a kitchenette with a small fridge and a separate door that I think leads to his bedroom and bathroom. It feels very worn in and comfortable and completely different to what I would have expected of him.
He slowly puts me down and when our eyes meet, there is a hunger in them I am sure mirrors my own. When his gaze glances down to my chest his jaw clenches, but not in a good way. When I quickly look down, I see why.
There is a red blotch with a small trickle of dried blood from where Darcy poked me.
“It’s fine,”
He shakes his head. “It’s not fine. No one gets to mark you but me,” His gruff voice sends a shiver up my spine and a bolt of lightning down to the apex of my thighs. Then without another word his head dips down as his hands come to my hips. I gasp as his lips meet my chest, right over the small cut. The softness of his lips adding to my growing arousal. When his warm tongue swipes over my skin I almost combust, I feel my heart pounding behind my ribs like it wants out of my body and I have to clutch onto his shoulders to stay standing.
