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But I needed to get out of there. I needed to take a breath and think before I begged Jaron to come back to my place.

Rising to my feet, I mumbled an excuse and hightailed it to the bathroom. I needed to put some distance between Jaron and me. I needed … God, who was I kidding? I neededhim.

Paris ruined me. Nothing had ever compared to our night together, but I still left him in the morning. Why? Why the hell did I do that? Because he scared me. My feelings for him scared me. Everything scared me. God, I was losing my mind.

Tears rolled down my cheeks. I couldn’t believe I had fallen off my bike in front of the boys. God, how embarrassing.

“Piper.”

I sniffed, glancing up, and found Jaron hovering over me.

“Are you okay?”

The tears only poured harder at his question.

He sighed, crouching in front of me. “Let me see.”

I stuck out my leg.

“Where does it hurt?”

“Everywhere.” I pouted.

He chuckled. Wrapping a hand around my calf, he bent my knee.

A small gasp escaped me at the warmth rushing through me.

“Does that hurt?” His eyes popped to mine, his brows narrowing.

I quickly shook my head. If anything, he made it feel better.

Much to my surprise, he leaned over and placed a soft peck on my knee. “Better?” he asked, glancing up at me.

The only thing I could do was sit there and stare. What just happened? Jaron kissed my knee. Jaron Mercer. Just wait until I tell the girls this.

The memory hit me fast. We had been just kids but that was when my crush for him strengthened. I had always had a tiny one on him before that moment, but when he checked to make sure I was okay, even though his friends would probably give him a hard time about it later, it sealed the deal for how I felt about him. But we had been kids. Nothing could come of our relationship. Could it?

Once I reached the bathroom, I started pacing. I could do this. I could be in the same room as Jaron without wanting to jump him. I could be civil and not make a complete fool of myself. I had this.

With my back to the door, the hairs on my nape tingled. A breath left me as a shadow loomed over me. This was it. This was what I wanted even though I had denied myself that right to just feel.

In a quick move, Jaron spun me and crushed his mouth to mine.

I sighed, taking his tongue deep between my lips. Circling my arms around his shoulders, I dug my fingers into his hair and forced him down harder on my mouth.

He groaned, cupped my ass, and lifted me before carrying me into one of the stalls. Kicking the door closed, he slammed me up against it.

I whimpered, deepening the kiss. He tasted like beer and spice, like he had chased a shot before meeting me in the bathroom.

Placing me on my feet, he released my mouth and spun me around.

Reaching a hand up, I touched my mouth. My lips tingled from his rough kiss.

“It’s been a long five weeks without this pussy wrapped around my cock, Piper.” His deep voice slid over me, promising me endless orgasms.

“You’ve kept count?” I asked, shocked that he would even care.

“Of course.” He trailed his hand down my side. “I’ve dreamt of you ever since.”

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