“Not to me, you’re not. You’re the one that gets it. You don’t want me to touch you, say the word. Tell me to walk away. Tell me to leave you the fuck alone, and I will. I’ll do whatever you want me to do, but it has to come from your lips, no one else’s.”
“You’re really begging for trouble.”
“No, not at all. What I am is a guy who is desperate to know you’re okay.”
“You can see that I am.”
“I’m not going to back away. Not after all we’ve been through.” Holding onto her hips, he felt how rounded they were. Opening his thighs, he drew her closer, leaning forward to hold her close. She smelled amazing, like vanilla and spice.
Running his hands down her thighs and back up again, his cock began to thicken. In the most awful of circumstances, he’d been her first, and right now, he wanted her again.
“I have trouble sleeping at night.”
“So do I,” she said.
He gripped her ass, standing up. Their size difference had her tilting her head back just to look at him. Her lips looked so plump and inviting. Bringing one hand up, he cupped her cheek, running a thumb across that lip.
“I don’t care what people think. I never have. I’m not going to pretend the past six weeks didn’t happen. They did. Our families can try and keep us apart, but it’s not happening. I won’t give you up that easily, Skye. You should know that.”
Her gaze dropped to his lips. “This is crazy.”
“It’s the way it’s going to be.”
Before he could give himself a million reasons why he really shouldn’t be kissing her, he slammed his lips down on hers and took the kiss he wanted. He didn’t back down either. When he slid his tongue across her mouth, she let out a gasp, giving him access to her mouth, deepening the kiss.
He gripped her ass even tighter, drawing her closer, wanting her to feel the hard length of his cock. If they were alone, he wouldn’t hesitate. He’d place her over the desk and fuck her.
You’re in the library.
You could get caught at any minute.
Pulling away from her lips, he watched her lick hers as he did so.
“We can’t do this.”
“I’m picking you up for a party later. Don’t be late, otherwise I’ll have to knock on your door.”
“You want me to sneak out.”
“Or you can say you’re meeting friends and you’re going to a party, or just tell them you’re hanging out with friends. Either one will work.”
“I’ve never said that to them before.”
“You’ve never gone out for a party?”
She shook her head. “Or met up with friends.”
“It looks like I’ve got a lot to do with you.” He stroked her cheek.
“I need to get some work done. Don’t you have anything to do as well?”
“I do. It’s all back in my locker.”
He forced himself to leave her alone, to grab a chair, sit his ass in it, and watch her.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m going to keep you company while you study.”