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“Why?”
“Why not?” I asked. “Fantasies don’t make you any less of a gentleman.”
Daniel dragged his lip through his teeth. “Why do you need to hear about it? At this very second?”
“Because it turns me on.”
He leaned back in his chair, torment creasing on his face. “Nina, stop. You’re killing me right now.”
My tongue spoke before I could stop it. “If you won’t touch me, at least give me something to think about before bed.”
Oh my God, Nina. Something had taken over me. My mouth, specifically. Whatever it was, it shocked me as much as it did Daniel, whose eyes were a fiery blaze. His fingers went from rubbing the sexy stubble on his chin to drumming hard on the table for a second before he finally leaned forward again, his voice a near hiss as he spoke. “Fine. Here’s one: After you graduated, I had a fantasy about you. I imagined you in my classroom. Bending you over your desk in that second row and fucking you till it was up against the wall. How’s that work for you?”
My heart slammed against my chest as my legs crossed tighter in attempts to control the sudden throbbing between them. “That works,” I breathed. My mind couldn’t help picturing his fantasy. “Tell me another.”
Clenching his jaw, Daniel seemed to be fighting the words trying to escape his lips. But they finally came out. “You give me one first.”
I swallowed, feeling my pulse in my throat. “Okay.” I slid my hands beneath my bare thighs to cool them. My upper arms pressed against the sides of my chest, making for a rather generous display of cleavage. Daniel gripped the side of the table with one hand for a moment before bringing that hand to his mouth, trying to compose himself as he watched and listened to me. “I had fantasies about your classroom too,” I started. “But I also had this one in the hallway. Because of one time that I left class to put my sweater in my locker. It was too hot that day and I had to take it off. And when I did, the T-shirt I had on underneath stuck to it so I almost pulled it over my head with my sweater. I stopped once I felt a draft against my stomach, and I realized that I’d almost stripped down to my bra right outside while classes were going on.” I slipped a hand out from under my thigh to wrap it around my glass of water, luxuriating in the ice-cold condensation against my burning skin. “So I thought about what would happen if I’d actually done it. Taken everything off right there. And if you’d passed by at that moment and caught me without my shirt on in the middle of the hallway.” I peered up from my glass of water to look at Daniel, at the unfamiliar, tantalizingly salacious gaze flickering in his eyes. “I imagined you having me undress the rest of the way in front of my locker.”
“And then what.” His low voice demanded my answer, displeased with my brief pause. The forceful sound of it made my breathing grow instantly ragged.
“You took my clothes and underwear and put them all in my locker. And you lifted me by the back of my legs and fucked me against it.”
“Christ.” The hand on Daniel’s mouth curled and came down hard onto the table in the form of a fist. Our water glasses jumped and I gasped quickly before shooting him a look of surprise. His expression was unrepentant though, and the tone of his voice was even more so. “I nee
d to get out of here now.”
God, oh God. I needed the same. And yet somehow, my lips opted to continue tormenting Daniel. “You said you’d tell me one more.”
A groan of pure agony rose from Daniel’s throat. It was loud enough to catch the attention of our waitress, who came scurrying over with confusion. “We’ll just take the check,” Daniel said before she could even come to a stop at our table. Once she was gone, he spoke again, gravel in his voice. “Nina, I can’t be in public right now.”
“Then tell me fast.”
Daniel stared at me for several hard seconds. His fingers curled back into a fist.
“When I got home after that first night I saw you, I sat in the driveway for probably ten minutes. I was just fucking amazed at the fact that I didn’t crash the car because all I could see was your body in that dress the whole ride, the way your curves pulled at it, at all those little holes on it. I saw myself tearing that thing off a thousand different ways. I imagined myself laying you naked on the hood of my car and burying myself inside of you. Right there, right in the middle of Woodhill.” He shook his head at himself. “And that night I dreamt about you. About you wearing that damned costume, tangled up with another girl and naked besides the little skirt.”
Clack.
The waitress dropped off our check on a little tray, freezing for a moment as she caught the end of Daniel’s story. He didn’t seem to notice, putting down far more bills than necessary before looking up at me with burning eyes. At the hot, sweating mess I was. My legs couldn’t press together harder. I could feel a thin layer of perspiration glistening on my forehead. The waitress had gone but through the corner of my eye, I could see her still watching us with fascination, her eyes still on us as she leaned over to whisper to her coworker. We couldn’t have looked more obvious and though I knew I should be embarrassed, I couldn’t be bothered to care. All I could think about was freeing myself from my dress and feeling Daniel’s hard body and bare skin upon mine.
“Ready?” he asked, chair legs scraping against the wooden floor as he quickly rose from his seat.
I didn’t even have to answer.
~
It was dark outside, the moonlight gleaming against the bricks of the empty cobblestone street. It would’ve been such a pretty, peaceful scene if I weren’t experiencing my most desperate need for a cab ever.
Though I waited with my fingers outstretched for all of a second before feeling Daniel’s arm wrap around my waist and pull me back to the sidewalk, his mouth hot against the side of my neck as his free hand slid hard down the curve of my hips. Eyes closing, my head rolled back onto his shoulder the moment I felt the swirl of his tongue against my burning skin. My fingers tightened around his wrist as the sensation built up, tingling in my neck before erupting and taking a dive straight to the ache between my legs. I moaned something desperate and pleading as he brought me into a shadow between two buildings.
“Come here.” His voice was low, authoritative as he turned my body to face him. Cupping my jaw, he tipped my face up, crushing his lips against mine in a kiss so immediately deep that I felt my knees actually buckle beneath me. But I didn’t fall. He held me up, his chest pressed against my body, feeling harder than the brick wall behind me. My nails raked against it, chills rippling up my arms as I felt the resistance of his muscle against my curled fingers.
His tongue swept against mine as his hands trailed down from my face to my neck, flattening below my collarbones as he suddenly groaned into my mouth. He let his palms slide down just a few more inches, right above my breasts before he tore his kiss away from me. My eyes flew open as he hooked his fingers into the neckline of my dress, grabbing frustrated handfuls of the thin fabric before releasing me entirely.
“I’m sorry.” He took a few steps back from me, his fingers clasped at the top of his head as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. I collapsed against the wall, groaning.
“Daniel, why — ”
