Damn. She looked fucking perfect standing there right inside the doorways of the train station, and I stopped dead in my tracks.
“Hi yourself,” I said slowly.
I could see her cheeks flush and her chest rise and fall with her breath, as we both just stood there two feet apart not sure what to do. It was as if this was the moment we both realized how fucking surreal it was that I was here, for her.
‘Hi?’ What the fuck am I doing?
In half a second, I’d yanked her into my arms, my lips searing hot across hers as she moaned into me. I wanted to inhale her, to hold her to me hard enough that we became one. Fuck, I wanted to take her right there on the floor of South Station. I kissed her fiercely, heedless of the people moving around us and giving us strange looks. Fuck ‘em, I didn’t care. As far as I care, the entire rest of the world could disappear in that moment there with her.
Christina moaned as I opened my mouth, my tongue sliding to meet hers as her hands clutched at my broad shoulders and molding her body against mine.
Finally, after what felt like both an eternity and the blink of an eye, we pulled apart, faces flushed and gasping for air
“Hell of a welcome,” I said, grinning at her, and reaching out to take her small hand in mine.
“Oh, I try,” she said with a shy smile. She bit her lip in that way that made me want to claim her mouth all over again, and I found myself yanking her against me as she giggled.
“So, welcome to Boston,” she said with a grin. “Where to?”
Somewhere I can fuck you?
Jesus, it sounded so wrong thinking that with this entirely inappropriate, off-limits, barely legal hottie standing right in front of me with her face tilted up at me and those pouty lips slightly parted. But fuck, it was true. It was like just being around her got me harder than I’ve ever been before, and more keyed up than any groupie had ever gotten me.
Christina leaned in close, a wicked little grin on her face. “How about we go somewhere where I can let you take every stitch of clothing off of me and do whatever you want to me?”
Holy fuck.
If I wasn’t hard enough to drive nails with before, that sure as hell did it. I yanked her close to me, knowing by her little gasp that she could feel how hard I was. “I’d say that sounds perfect, actually,” I growled. I chuckled as I thought of something. “I guess your dorm room is out with Anna there, huh?”
I laughed, but suddenly I frowned as I saw Christina bite her lip and look at me worriedly. “I- uh…”
“What is it?”
She looked at me pleadingly. “I- I don’t want to say, because I think its going to ruin this,” she said quietly.
I pulled her close and kissed her slowly. “Believe me, nothing would ruin this, honey.”
“Please don’t be mad?”
I rolled my eyes, “Christina-”
“Anna knows”
I froze, feeling the floor drop out from under me. “Fuck,” I swore, feeling my blood run cold. “Christina-”
“Look, it’s actually not a bad thing!”
I
could feel my brow furrow as I shook my head. “Honey, I’m not sure you get how serous it wold be if anyone know about what hap-”
“Oh believe me, I get it,” she said sharply.
I glared at her, but couldn’t help but smirk as I shook my head. “”I think like you feisty, you know.”
Christina smiled through her pout. “Good, cause I’m feisty a lot.” Her shoulders slumped then. “Look, I’m sorry that I let it slip, but I was…I mean it was kind of big deal, you know?”
I nodded slowly.