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And I could. If I got to hold her in my arms and kiss her and talk with her and see her smile at me, I could live with that.
I threw her over my shoulder and carried her back to my car.
“Excuse you!” she laughed as she thumped my back.
“That feels awfully too close to an apology, Barlow,” I joked.
“Lombardi, I’m serious! You can’t just manhandle me!”
I dropped her gently back to the ground and took her face in both my hands. Her eyes were full of warmth, and she was biting her lip like she was trying – and failing – to hide a smile.
I pouted. “But you’re so tiny!”
“But, fierce!” she growled playfully as she whacked my shoulder.
I smiled and pulled her door open. “Get in loser, I’m driving.”
Her snort told me she’d well and truly realised that had been an accidentalMean Girlsquote. I would have been more embarrassed by it, but she was clearly incredibly amused and I couldn’t bring myself to feel bad about making her laugh so hard.
“Wow, I’m rubbing off on you,” she laughed.
The boner in my pants thought that was a great idea. “Yeah. If only, Barlow.”
She looked up at me and the look in her eye had me concerned I was gonna bust the waistband on my boxers.
“Shame we have to get to school then,” she said slowly and suggestively.
“Oh, fuck. Don’t do that. You’re fucking evil.” I had to rearrange the tent pole in my pants before picking her up and sitting her in the cab.
Piper still had her lip in her teeth, and she actually rubbed her knee over my crotch. She was in serious danger of starting something I’d finish in a heartbeat.
“That’s not funny,” I told her. “You know what he’s like around you and I really don’t feel like suffering through first lesson with a boner.”
“Well, let me do something about that, then…”
“I thought we had to get to school?” I looked up at her room, wondering how long we had and how long it would take. “By the time we get inside, get busy, get–”
“Who said anything about going inside?” she asked, and I did not hate the sexy minx in front of me.
This woman had fucking blossomed. And I was very close to telling her just how she made me feel about her. But I couldn’t.
“What?” she asked, and I saw the concern mar her face.
“Sometimes, Barlow, I look at you now and I think I don’t know who you are anymore. Then, I realise I’ve just had the privilege of seeing you come out of that fucking depressingly prudish shell.” I got ready to climb into the seat. “Up and over then, love.”
I gave her a wink and she knew what I meant. She shifted so I could sit, then she straddled my lap, her hands going to my pocket for a condom. She put it in her teeth as her hands went to my belt, her eyes never leaving mine. We got the condom on, and she slid onto me easily.
“Holy fuck, Barlow,” I moaned against her lips as she rode me.
“Feeling’s mutual, Lombardi,” she breathed, her sentence ending in a little moan as her hand tightened on my shoulder.
The way she moved, the way she moaned, it made my restraint thrash against its leash. I stopped caring about anything else. Nothing else existed outside us. No one else. We were free from it all and I felt hope for the first time in a long time. I didn’t know what I was hopeful about. It didn’t matter to me. All that mattered was her.
She kissed me like she could feel it, too. Her hands in my hair or holding me tight. She was dominating and yet seemed to melt under my touch.
I held off just long enough to get her there, fully aware that it was our shortest run by far. I kept my arms wrapped around her and kissed her neck. I’d spent a little too much time on her neck, but I couldn’t find it in myself to feel bad about it.
“You know, you’re the only girl I’ve done in here,” I told her, feeling lazy and complete.
