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My annoyanceat myself grew and grew until it morphed into anger as I made my way back to Arrowbridge. By the time I pulled into my parking space, I was almost shaking with rage. Now I wanted to drive up to the top of a mountain and scream, but I didn’t know if that was going to do it.
I locked my car and stomped up the stairs, unlocking the door with shaking fingers.
Clementine ran over to me, must have sensed that he should leave me alone, and headed for my room. I felt like I was ready to explode.
Lark popped her head up from the couch.
“Hey,” she said in a cheerful tone before she saw my face. “Are you okay?”
“No, Lark, I’m not okay,” I said. I threw my keys on the floor and kicked off my boots, getting melted snow everywhere.
She got up from the couch and approached me, which only made me madder.
“I swear to god, Lark,” I said as she looked at me with those wide blue eyes. Her lips were wet, as if she’d just licked them.
I broke.
Without thinking of the consequences, I walked over to her, put a hand on her chest and pushed her backward into the wall. Our mouths crashed together in a brutal kiss, but she didn’t push me away. Didn’t ask me what the hell I was doing. No. She kissed me back and wrapped one of her legs around me to bring me closer.
“Fuck,” I said into her mouth as we both gasped for air.
“Your room or mine?” she said as I licked and bit my way down her neck, leaving marks on her creamy skin. Good. I wanted to mark her.
My room had all my stuff in it, including my toys and lube, but her door was just a tiny bit closer, and her mattress was newer.
“Yours,” I said, and we stumbled our way through her door as I pushed her until she fell back on her bed.
“Take your clothes off,” I said as I ripped off my coat and hat and worked on the rest of mine. No time for sexy stripteases. I needed her nakednow.
Lark pulled off her t-shirt, sweatpants, and underwear in record time and I shimmied out of my jeans and bottoms at the same time.
“Come here,” she said, reaching for me and I joined her on the bed. She turned on her side and kissed me and slid her hand down my stomach before she found me wet and trembling. I did the same for her and we fucked each other harshly with our fingers.
I came first, with her bottom lip between my teeth as I slammed my fingers into her as I felt her inner muscles clench around me. Just as I was coming down from my own climax, I felt hers burst through her as she bucked against my hand and let out the sweetest sounds.
In the aftermath, we lay trembling together. My fingers were still inside her and I wiggled them, making her twitch.
Her eyes opened and she leaned back a little bit.
“What the fuck, Sydney?” she said, her chest heaving. Her lips were darker and swollen from me kissing her so hard.
I stroked her with my fingers again, hitting the spot inside that made her hips jerk toward me. Her eyes shuttered closed.
“We should talk,” she said in a breathy voice.
“Later,” I said, stroking her again and then slipping another finger inside her. “We’ll talk later.”
I expected her to protest, but she just bit her lip and grabbed my wrist.
“Harder,” she said.
* * *
Lark didn’t bringup talking again until I’d given her at least five orgasms and had gotten five myself. We were both a mess, but neither of us had the energy to move off the bed.
“You know we need to talk,” Lark said as I wrapped one of her curls around my damp fingers.
I nodded and met her eyes. “I had brunch with someone today and I was all set to go back to her house and fuck her brains out, but then I was in my car in her driveway and I couldn’t. I couldn’t fuck her because all I was thinking about was you,” I said.
