“Cael?”
I turned at the sound of my name, my lips curling up as I spotted Leah.
Her shiny red hair was curling down her back, and her lips were coated in some kind of shiny gloss that I was desperate to taste.
“I’ll see you later…I guess,” Kyle winked, heading on without us.
“You know,” I told Leah, “you shouldn’t be standing out here all by yourself where anyone could get you.”
“Oh,” she purred, striding forward, “is the big bad wolf going to eat me?” She asked, purposely letting her breasts brush against my shoulder.
“Maybe,” I smirked, staring down at her.
“And maybe,” she stared brazenly up at me, “I want him too.”
Aw, hell.
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I’d been waiting weeks for this moment, and I wasn’t going to let it pass me by.
I reached out for her, my hands finding the curve of her butt, and pressed my lips to hers.
She let out a soft little moan that stirred something inside me. I pressed more firmly against her as her fingers pulled at my hair. I knew she was a feisty little thing. I nipped at her bottom lip, and then plunged my tongue inside her mouth. I wanted her and I wanted her bad, but we were standing on the street, and I did value my life. If I got caught my dad would be pissed enough to string me up by my balls and leave me to die, so I broke away.
“That’s hardly over,” I warned her.
She giggled, reaching for my hand. “I hope not…and it certainly doesn’t feel like it’s over,” she bit her lip, running her fingers over the hard-on pressing against my jeans.
My breath hissed through my teeth as she felt me up.
I led her through the tall grass and around the large rocks where the party was roaring. A small fire provided warmth—but wasn’t large enough to attract unwanted attention. Someone played music from their iPod dock and bodies swayed.
“Dance with me,” Leah pleaded, pulling me towards everyone else.
I wasn’t a dancer, but I agreed just for the pleasure of watching her sexy little body move.
She grinded against me and I closed my eyes, tilting my head back.
“If you keep doing that,” I warned her, grabbing her stomach and rubbing my thumb against the underside of her breast, “I’m going to haul you out of here and make you scream my name.”
She looked up at me, her green eyes sparkling in the moonlight. My throat tightened as her tongue flicked out to moisten her pouty lips. “I wouldn’t complain.”
“Fuck,” I growled, my hands tightening against her.
I wanted her and I wanted her bad.
“Come on,” I pulled her away from everyone else and into the tall grasses. I kept dragging her until we were far enough away that we wouldn’t be found easily.
I sunk down on the ground, pulling her with me onto my lap.
“You’ve been teasing me for weeks,” I lifted her shirt off her head. “This ends tonight.”
“Just make it good,” she challenged.
“Oh, trust me, baby, you don’t need to worry.”
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