I bounced on him, my motions growing increasingly fast and hard.
He aided me with his hands, his hips meeting mine halfway. He then leaned down to capture my nipple in his mouth, while one hand snaked between us, stroking my clit.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” I whispered.
I was still coming when he stood. In the next moment, my back was on the desk and he drilled into my still spasming core. His jerky erratic movements signaled his imminent release and in the next second, he pulled out of me.
With a few strong tugs of his hand, he spurted his release onto my stomach. Afterwards, he lifted me off the desk and a few minutes later, sat me back in his lap.
Sweaty and exhausted, I lingered in hi
s arms. He kissed my forehead and I allowed my heart to hope that maybe there could be more between us.
But then my brain reminded me that when he found out my secret, he would likely want nothing to do with me…
I would have to tell him soon though, and deal with the consequences.
Still, I stayed in his arms, having no other place I would rather be in that moment.
CHAPTER 14
Anna
The next day, I received another phone call from my father. He was so panicked that I barely understood what he said. But when I did, the blood drained from my face and my heart pounded with dismay.
Brandon was missing, and he was wanted by the police for questioning in connection to a drug case.
What. The. Fuck.
I had just arrived on the college campus when I got the call. I’d been sitting in my car, prepared to walk Garrett across to daycare and head to class to meet Tucker.
I’d been on cloud nine too. Tucker and I had separated on a high note and even though I knew the news I had for him would be hard to swallow, I’d convinced myself I was blowing it out of proportion in my head.
I knew he had feelings for me. It was there in his touch and in the way he looked at me. In the way he said my name.
How deep those feelings were, I didn’t know yet. But I had hope that we could bury the mistakes of the past and build a better, happier future. Hence, I was nervous, but hopeful.
I had planned on telling him that day, hoping it would turn out for the best.
But my father’s phone call had halted my plans, and telling Tucker the secret was now the last thing on my mind.
I listened as Dad explained that he and Autumn were currently at Brandon’s school attempting to help the police locate him.
“I’ll be right there,” I promised and hung up the phone, throwing it onto the passenger’s seat.
“What’s wrong, Mommy?” Garrett asked from the backseat.
I glanced back at him, trying to clear the anxiety from my expression. “Nothing, honey. Let’s get you to daycare,” I answered in an overly cheerful tone.
Garrett gave me a skeptical look, like he was going to question me further. But I distracted him by mentioning the new students that would be welcomed into his class that day and his attention was immediately diverted. He started chatting about how nice he would be to them.
Not wanting to bring Garrett with me into the drama centering around Brandon, I hurried from the parking lot to the daycare in a half run with him in my arms. He thought the mad dash was fun and giggled in a way that would have brought a smile to my face any other day.
A few minutes later, I was driving like a bat out of hell to get to Brandon’s school. Horns blew and curses followed me as I cut off other drivers. I even almost ran over a pedestrian, only just hitting the brakes in time. The old woman threw me the bird then took her precious time crossing the road, sending me a spiteful look the entire way.
I tried to be more careful after that but still reached the school in record time. Even though I tried to suppress them, thoughts of all the worse possible scenarios played in my mind.
I couldn’t imagine my sweet little cousin, like a brother to me, doing drugs. But then again, I hardly recognized him these days.