Holden steps back, not thrilled with my sentence. "Maybe you're right."
"I'm sorry if I caused problems. I’m not sure why you send them there."
He tilts his head to the side. "They have had a few tough times lately with select kids, and the principal isn’t thrilled with those kids, either. But for the most part it's a positive place, hence why the principal keeps reiterating values to all of us. Harry loves the science club where he has close friends, and Lori has some great friends she coordinates her daily outfits with. You've just caught us all on a bad week or two. Besides, my donations kind of shut everyone up when needed and gets me out of the parents auction too."
That part I can see him doing. "As long as you feel everyone is happy, then…"”
Holden steps forward and plants his finger over my lips. "Shh, you were calm compared to what I would do. I bet you are kind of hot riled." His finger drops.
"Now that would land you in detention for sure," I respond. He gently shakes his head, and my lips roll in as I do my best to avoid his gaze. "See ya later."
But as I walk away, I still feel his eyes on me.
* * *
Rubbingthe back of my neck, I try to focus, but it's useless as I work in my room office. Maybe I should just take a few hours off, get some fresh air, pack my bags, and return to the Dizzy Duck on a longer basis. I groan from the situation that spins around me. I took another step to intertwine with Holden's life, and I shouldn’t have.
The knock on the door breaks my thoughts. I go to open it, and as soon it's even a crack ajar, it's pushed open, with Holden charging for me and slamming the door behind him.
No words before his lips are on me, hands hoisting me up by the hips to encourage me to hold on. I'm in this moment with all previous doubts now dispersed into history. My inner inhibitions win.
We don't break our kiss, even when he lets go with one arm, and I hear him clear the desk with his arm with items falling to the floor. He plops me down on the wood as we tear at one another’s clothes, as if we’re two lovers who haven’t seen each other in years, though it’s only been 72 hours since the last time he made me weak underneath him.
"Fuck everything. I'm starving for you." His fingers hurry up under my skirt, and I try to yank him closer to unclasp his belt.
My breath grows heavy, and my face burns as he kisses my neck, with his fingers touching my pussy.
"Don't stop," I plead.
Holden slithers down my body, throwing me a mischievous warning. "No plans to. I need to taste you before I fuck you so hard that the people on the other side of the wall will question if there’s an earthquake."
I gasp, desperate for it all.
9
HOLDEN
This isn’t good. Well, this is kind ofexcellent.
But no, I shouldn’t be crossing our lines again, but Lexi can handle the reality that we’re only two people who have needs and her brazen attitude does something to me. Add in the hint of her caring nature toward my kids, then I’m a man in a crazed state.
I’m on my knees then jerk her forward so she’s on the edge of the desk. Everything is happening fast, but we’re both feral in demanding each other. I wobble one step to ensure my mouth aligns with her cotton panties. Most guys hate cotton, but on Lexi, it blasts away any impressions of innocence. It doesn’t present any obstacles to slide the fabric to the side either.
My mouth prints kisses along her silky skin while her hands run wild through my hair.
“I wanted to do this more to you the other night,” I husk when my eyes jump up to check in.
Her sly smirk shows approval. “You were rather disappointing on that front.”
Now she’s just toying with me, which is why I bite her inner thigh, and she yelps. “I would spank you right now, but I need to lick your glistening pussy that clearly doesn’t look disappointed when I’m around.”
Lexi hums a laugh as her body rocks in my direction. The tip of my tongue licks a taste, and she’s fucking luscious. I need so much more. I draw a slow teasing line from her entrance all the way to her clit. I hold her thighs wide and feast on her, with my tongue circling and my lips pressing. Adding a finger, I have her at my mercy.
“Fuck, Holden,” she moans.
Another flick and I need to be inside of the woman. Fast and hard is the way I like it with her. Not that fucking has been a pattern for us, but maybe it’s becoming one. I knock that thought out of my head, especially as Lexi begins to convulse and curses out my name. My tongue doesn’t move, and instead I press until she comes down from her orgasm.
The moment she does, with her breath now rapid, I shuffle back on my knees with her wetness on my mouth. “On your knees.”
