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“Shh.” Darien nipped at her earlobe, his breath caressing her skin. He pulled her panties down farther, lace scraping her thighs. “Do you want them to hear us and ruin our fun?”
Indeed, the security guards weren’t far. It sounded like they were only halfway down the hallway now, hopefully carrying onto another part of the academy.
Good riddance. She wanted to get fucked. Wanted to be as close to Darien as she could get.
That hand of his was creeping toward the space between her thighs, testing, she realized, to see if she wanted this.
He paused. Eyes that were grayer in the moonlit room than they were blue met her own, the heated look in them softening at whatever emotions he saw on her face. Darien’s right hand freed up her mouth as the other moved farther inward, teasing the area with a touch that lit her whole body on fire.
“Hi,” he whispered.
“Hi,” she whispered back.
The smile on his face grew, that adorable dimple showing. “How are you?” he asked with a playful tone, that damned hand that was under her skirt drifting closer, but not close enough, his thumb tracing the inside of her thigh. The friction drove her wild.
“Better.” Her voice was breathy. “Now that you’re here.”
“I’ve always been here.” There was an edge in his tone. Not an edge of frustration, but an edge of lust. Darien’s voice was a low rumble as he added, “You’ve just been avoiding me.” Those eyes became slightly guarded, as if he feared she would disappear again the moment they finished what they’d started, right here against this bookshelf.
“I need to talk to you,” she said, though her hips were rotating, her traitorous body telling her that talking was the last thing they should do.
“We’ll talk after.”
“After what?” she teased, her gaze flicking to the sinful curve of his mouth. “I think I need you to show me.”
Amusement danced in his eyes, a striking combination of lust, love, and humor. “I think I need you to tell me,” he countered.
She rose up on her toes and kissed him, her teeth latching gently onto his bottom lip. “Touch me,” she whispered. “Please.”
So he did.
His rough fingers slid up the center of her, feeling how wet she was for him. That first contact nearly made her groan. Her heart was beating wildly, head spinning, lungs threatening to burst.
“Would you look at that?” That deep voice electrified every nerve ending in her body and made her squirm, her thighs trapping his hand between them. “I’d say someone missed me.”
Grabbing her by the chin with his other hand, he kissed her roughly on the mouth, teeth and tongues clashing…
And pushed a finger deep inside her.
A whimper crawled up her throat. He swallowed it down as if it were his favorite wine.
When he broke the kiss, he stayed close enough that his mouth was still brushing hers, so close she could feel every word he spoke more than she could hear them. “Think you can stay quiet?”
She shook her head, bucking when he added another finger.
Darien gave a dark laugh. He blinked heavily, and when he opened his eyes again, they were black like ink. Loren felt the sound barrier swirling around them, and she was grateful for it, because Darien began pumping harder. She gave a breathy moan as she became putty in his hands, her whole bodyweight supported by his strong arms.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you.” His thumb knuckle rubbed her clit while his other fingers worked inside her. “I’ve missed you so much.” He jerked his chin at her blouse. “Undo your shirt.”
She did as she was told, loving the way he watched her unfasten every button. The closer she got to the bottom, the harder her fingers shook, her whole body dissolving under his touch as he coaxed her closer to climax, her legs shaking too.
“So gorgeous,” he breathed, that hand never missing a beat as he edged around her orgasm, building it up until she would explode, just like he always did. With her shirt now hanging open, he drank in the slope of her breasts, the shiver that spread across her creamy skin from her arousal, her hard nipples peaking through her bra. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.” That hand sped up without warning, carrying her to her release. She could feel it building and building. Her breathing hitched, her heart sprinting fast enough to make her head spin. She wanted release so badly, and he gave it to her—he gave it to her hard.
With a crooking of his fingers, he hit that golden spot deep inside her, sending her into a staggering orgasm.
Pleasure barreled down her spine, the feeling so intense that she cried out his name.
He swallowed it with a kiss, claiming the sound—claiming every part of her. His tongue was in her mouth, and she loved the way he tasted. With a handful of deft movements, he undid his belt, and she felt his cock press up against her ass.
