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"I want you, Mya. I always have and always will. You have to know that."
The air is electric around us. The urge to give in and take her on the back of my bike, the way I've fantasized over the years is all-consuming. My resolve is threatening to break when she nods, tears threatening to spill from her eyes for the second time tonight.
After redressing and getting situated on the bike, I speed back to the Zeta house. The party's still in full swing as I navigate my bike up their drive and park in the grass outside the backdoor.
No one pays us any attention as we make our way inside. There's no sight of my friends with the exception of Max, who's deep in conversation with Cleo on the far side of the living room. It's clear by the set of his shoulders that he's not happy. And the smirk on her face is confirmation as Max storms off.
I contemplate following him, but Mya tugs on my hand, forcing me to follow her upstairs. I promised her ten uninterrupted minutes. She'll get her time to talk, and then I'm going to silence her with my tongue, my hands, my body. I'm still rock hard and aching to be inside her.
As soon as her door closes behind us, the music from the party fading slightly, I pull her into my arms and press my front against her back. She relaxes in my arms and lets out a sigh.
"This is perfect." I'm about to agree with her, my body very much enjoying the feel of hers pressed against it. Her soft curves against my hard plains. My dick resting just above her ass, ready to bend her over and slip between her folds. My hands are holding her hips, one itching to climb higher while the other slides lower, unbuttoning her bodysuit so I have easy access. But she continues before I can say or do anything, and her words have my thoughts spiraling along with my heart. "I won't be able to look at you when I say this."
After everything I revealed to her tonight, there's no way her story is going to scare me away. I'm the one screwed up in this relationship.
Yes, we're in a relationship.
Yes, I plan to make sure she agrees to that fact before I leave here tonight.
Taking no for an answer is not an option because I'm tired of running from how I feel, and I know she is too.
"Nothing will change how I feel about you, dove."
"Hold that thought. A lot can change in the span of ten minutes."
