Exasperated, I stand my ground. “Sarah, stop being a brat. I’m here to return a book to Mara. Now is she home or not?”
“I’ll give it to her.” She reaches out to take the book from me, but I hold tight.
“No can do. I want to ask
her something about it as—” my breath catches in my throat as I spot her standing at the front door, “Never mind. I see her.”
I quickly walk around a shocked Sarah to get to my girl. Probably the wrong move to make, but even from a distance I can make out that Mara doesn’t look too good. Her skin is pale and she has her arms wrapped around her stomach in a protective gesture.
“Mara, what’s wrong?” I ask as soon as I reach hearing distance. I jog up the steps to the porch.
She shakes her head, turns and heads back inside.
I follow her upstairs and into her room, where I close the door behind me and lean against it to stop any unwanted visitors.
“Please talk to me.”
She lies down on her bed, before turning away from me.
Fuck the door!
Placing the book on her desk, I walk around the bed and climb on, lying down so I’m face to face with her. I’m not fully settled before she moves into my arms.
I wrap mine around her and pull her in flush against me. “Babe,” I whisper into her hair, “you’re killing me. Did the injection make you sick?”
She shakes her head.
“Give me something so I can stop freaking out or so I know what I’m freaking out over.” I stroke down her back and massage her bottom, which isn’t such a good idea. Not only is a flaccid cock good right now, I sure as hell don’t want to have to walk out of here with an erection.
“Period pains,” she mumbles against my chest.
“Are you serious?”
She nods her head.
“Fuck, Mara. You had me worried…I mean period pains obviously make you feel like shit, but…God…I thought it was more serious.” I put her slightly away from me so I can see her eyes. “Tell me what to do to help you.”
She smiles. “You already are.”
Returning her smile, I take advantage and kiss her on the lips. What was supposed to be a quick kiss becomes heated when she opens her mouth to me. One taste is all it takes for me to be desperate for more. Chasing her tongue into her mouth, I deepen the kiss as I roll fully on top of her.
She breaks from the kiss, and nibbles my earlobe. “Mmm. That feels good. The pressure on my stomach is easing the pain.”
Our mouths meet again and my cock surges with lust when she wraps her legs around my hips, pressing me down into her. Her hands slide into my hair, holding me against her mouth. There isn’t any need for that because I’ve no wish to go anywhere else. I’m in heaven right here with her surrounding me—grinding against my throbbing dick.
Our mouths separate, trying to catch our breath.
“Make me come,” she pants before taking my mouth again.
My head is spinning and I’m hard as rock with nowhere to go. With her words, she nearly made me come.
While she’s writhing against me, I’m still conscious of where we are, and who could walk through that door at any moment. But my girl is too far-gone to give a damn.
“Donovan…I’m so close…Please…I ache,” she moans.
She’s going to kill me.
Shoving my hand between us, I unfasten my jeans and shove them down my thighs, but keep my shorts on—not that they’re much of a barrier. Taking a deep breath, I position the root of my dick against her pantie-clad pussy and press down against her before yanking my tee shirt off, letting it drop to the bed.