“I sent you a message, but I wasn’t going to call,” she gasps, running her hands over my head.“You should have called me.”
“I had Omen watching you.You were safe.I’d never leave you unprotected.You should know me better than that.Although the asshole didn’t warn me you were at the clubhouse.”
“I thought I saw him,” she mutters, then softly moans.
“Is this what you came looking for, little one?You got a taste of what I can give you, and you wanted more, didn’t you?Was your tight little virgin pussy needy for me?”
“Yes,” she admits, making my cock hard as a fucking rock.“I wanted you.”
“What do you want?”I ask, my voice thick with lust.“Do you want my fingers?”
“Yes,” she pants.“And your mouth.”
“Anything else?”
“And your cock.I want your cock inside me.I’m done waiting.”
I still and gently push her hair back from her face.“I’m not going to fuck you right now, Xanthe.But I’ll give you everything else you want.”
I get up and drag her to the end of the bed, then get down on my knees, slide her bikini bottoms to the side, and worship her.
It’s not only her who needs this.I’ve spent the past two nights replaying our time on her couch over and over, the way she tasted and the sounds she made.
She’s such a distraction, but in the best way.
She’s my reason to stop being so fucking reckless, to want to be here.I never used to care if I lived or died.I just lived my life without giving a fuck.
But now my need to protect her has given me a purpose.
Does she know what she means to me?That she doesn’t need to worry if I don’t text or call because she owns my fucking soul?I’ve given her a piece of me I didn’t even know I had to give.
And she has no damn clue.
“Ghost,” she whimpers on a low breath.“That feels so good.”
My tongue traces my name against her clit with the ball of my piercing.
All.
Fucking.
Mine.
And then I slide my fingers in, curl them, and make her scream.
XANTHE
“Wow, that is such a beautiful drawing!”I tell Katie, smiling at the picture of her dog.She’s the last student left in my class for the day.“Your mom is going to love that.”
She beams, gently folding the piece of paper and putting it in her bag.“Oh, there’s Mom!I’ll see you tomorrow, Miss Rhodes.”
“Enjoy the rest of your afternoon,” I say, watching her leave.
I quickly tidy up the classroom and get everything ready for tomorrow’s lessons before I lock the door and head to my car.
Ghost is parked across the street, watching me.I wave my hand at him, knowing he will follow me back to my house.I’ve just made it to my front door when he spins me around and pushes me back against it, kissing me.“Come spend the night at the clubhouse with me.”
“Okay,” I agree.
