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Keeping an eye out for Marta, photographers or any of our friends, I guided Bristol from the gym then let her lead me to the closet. The hallway was blessedly deserted, most everyone apparently heading to the food booths and the games setup in the cafeteria. As we snuck down the corridor, I felt like a high school kid on the lookout for a make-out spot.
This wasn’t too far off that, I supposed.
A dim, flickering light blinked on as we stepped inside the space and shut the door behind us. Boxes filled the shelves of the small area, along with the unmistakable smell of old texts books, crayons and poster paints.
“Who do you have to call?” she asked, her voice low. I supposed wedidn’twant to get caught in here.
“My uncle. In a minute. First…” I pulled her into my arms. “When I came back to Cherish Cove, I didn’t see a school closet as the setting for this, but… I love you, Brisk. I can’t wait a second more to say that. I love you so much. Thank you for not freaking out over what Marta said. Thank you for coming to me with the pictures, instead.”
She made a face. “I almost didn’t. It crushed me, Ax. They look so…real. And… I almost believed them for a second. I’m sorry.”
“No. No, baby.” I leaned my forehead to hers again, gathering her close. After a moment, I pulled her into me chest and pressed my lips into her hair while we absorbed each other and let the quiet intimacy surround us, comfort us. “I would have tracked you down,” I whispered. “I would have helped you to believe in me. I know I’ve said it before, but you have to know there isonlyyou for me. There has only ever been you.”
“I know. Even when it’s difficult, you’ve never lied to me. When you tell me something, I believe you. Sometimes…it’s just harder than other times.”
“I know.” I stroked her hair, wanting to stay wrapped together like this for as long as we could, yet knowing pressing matters waited. Responsibilities. But my greatest responsibility was to my girl and not failing her again. “The past six years broke something in us. It’s my fault. We’re going to fix it, though. I’ll work hard to fix it. I promise you.”
“Some things can’t be fixed,” she murmured. “We can’t go back.”
“Don’t say that. We’re going to be okay. I will fix everything I can—”
Bristol pressed her palm over my lips. “I love you, Axel. I didn’t want to. I’ve been afraid to, but I do. I love—”
I pulled her fingers away and cut off her words, my lips sealing over hers, kissing her wildly. I crushed her tight to me before sliding one hand down and doing what I’d been thinking of since the moment I’d seen her in this little flirty skirt.
She jerked, gasping into my mouth then moaning when I cupped her ass. Turning, I pressed her against the door, lifting her and holding her body there with mine, the ridge in my pants grinding into her softness while her skirt hiked up her thighs. Bristol wrapped her legs around me and pulled me even closer. Her hips rocked into mine, bringing herself to pleasure on my trapped dick. Her heat seeped through my pants, making my length rock-hard while I thrust against her.
My mouth ripped from hers, traveling across her jaw with hot, wet kisses until I could breathe into her ear.
“You’re so fucking hot, Brisk. Nothing gets me revving like you do.” Hell, I called her Brisk because she made my blood race. “Being with you is better than rocketing down any speedway. If we weren’t in this closest, I’d rip off these tiny panties and bury myself as deep as inside you as I can get.” My hand squeezed her ass before slipping inside the elastic at her leg so we were skin-to-skin, my palm to her round little cheek, the smooth flesh tempting me to explore.
“Yes,” she hissed, her head knocking back against the door.
Suddenly, I didn’t give a fuck if someone was outside this closet, if they heard me making Bristol scream. My fingers traced the seam of her ass before encountering the slippery folds of her pussy.
“Looks like you’re all turned on, baby. Is all this wetness for me?” My fingers teased along her opening, pushing apart the lips of her labia before bumping up against her hot little clit. I squeezed it between two fingers then flexed them, rolling the nub and never letting go.
“Fuck. Axel. Fuck,” she whisper-screamed into my neck. “Ah… Axel!”
“Come for me, baby girl. Come all over my hand and give me what I want. Give it to your man. Your only man.” I nipped her earlobe. “I amonlyyours. And this is only mine.”
I cupped her mound, squeezing, before pushing a finger inside her and dragging it along her slippery slit.
She whimpered, and I knew she was thinking of the games we’d played and the things we’d explored together in our wide-eyed youth—in particular, how hot she’d always gotten when I dominated her and made her beg.
“Are you going to give me what I want like a good girl?” I rasped against her ear before raking my teeth over her lobe again and tugging her clit with my fingers again.
A strangled cry squeaked from her throat. Her hips bucked into me, making me groan. Releasing her nub, I slipped back and drove the two fingers into her clenching passage this time, almost coming from the feel of those drenched walls spasming around my digits and reminding me of pleasure I’d missed out on for so long. My cock throbbed, wanting in on the action, but fucking hell… When I buried myself inside Bristol, it wouldn’t be a quick dicking in a fucking elementary school closet.
I twisted my hand, and finger-fucked into her while pulsing my thumb atop her clit. She whined, her quiet sobs of tormented pleasure wafting over my senses.
“Who do you belong to?” I demanded in her ear. “Whose body is this?”
She shook, her walls squeezing my fingers. “Oh, God…”
“Try again,” I growled. “Whose pussy is this?”
“Yours. Fuck…Axel.”
