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“No,” I corrected. “While I’ve made it clear that you better be treated with respect, I haven’t actually made the claim that you’re off-limits.” I smirked down at the girl. “However, that’s something that I can remedy really quick.”
“You’re an asshole,” she bit out, and I was pretty sure that she meant it.
“Deal or no deal, Draven?” I asked, ignoring her assessment of my character.
“You better hold up your end of the bargain when you lose, Finley,” she bit out.
Staring into those wild blue eyes of hers, I let my hand travel up her waist, over her stomach, stop at her left breast, giving it a gentle squeeze, then stop again when it was wrapped firmly around the side of her neck. Edie looked shocked at the intimate gesture, but she wasn’t calling me out on how I’d taken liberties that she hadn’t granted. I needed her out of her head to show me what she was feeling, and palming one of those perfect tits of hers had been my way of doing that.
As I lowered my head, I used my thumb to pull at her chin, opening up that sweet mouth for me. As soon as my lips touched hers, I was transported back to Friday night. Edie tasted exactly the same, and when my tongue slid into her mouth, she let out another one of those whimpers that I had jacked off to that night.
Deepening the kiss, I stepped closer in between her legs, making sure that she could feel what she was doing to me, not that she didn’t already know after Friday night. Edie let out another whimper as her arms anchored themselves around my neck, the girl kissing me back like she couldn’t get enough of what I was doing to her.
Holding her face with one hand, the other one came up to cradle her breast again, and instead of her becoming outraged and pushing me off, Edie let out a throaty moan that I swallowed up. Soon, my dick was rubbing up and down against her, and I couldn’t remember a time when I’d hated clothes so much. We were both wearing jeans, so while the friction was there, it wasn’t enough.
Edie jumped when we heard some banging on the restroom door, but as long as it was locked, I didn’t care. With a second interruption, I knew that someone was going to call for the janitor soon, so there was no choice but to speed this up a little if we didn’t want to get caught.
Breaking off the kiss, my lips found Edie’s neck as she panted, “We’re going to get caught, Lars.”
“No, we’re not,” I lied, my hand going from palming her over her shirt to sliding against her bare skin.
“Oh, God…”
“You like that, baby?”
“Lars…”
When my hand touched her over her bra, Edie’s head fell back, exposing everything to me. Her neck looked like a playground that belonged only to me, and I wanted to mark the fuck out of it. However, I needed to make things right all the way around before doing such a thing.
Edie’s hips shifted against me, causing me to let out a low moan of my own, and I couldn’t help myself. I knew that I was going too fast for her, but if I didn’t find a way to give myself an edge, then I’d be stuck watching this girl date other guys, and that wasn’t going to happen.
“Baby?”
“Yeah?” she replied breathlessly, her head still thrown back, her beautiful blue eyes closed.
“Tell me what you want,” I demanded. “Tell me what makes you feel good.”
“All of it,” she naïvely replied.
Not wanting to take her shirt off in case we did get caught, I opted for skipping second base and going straight for third. Besides, I couldn’t remember wanting anything more than I wanted to make Edie Draven cum for me right now.
My heart felt like it was going to beat clean through my chest, so trying to slow this thing down, my lips found hers again. Edie eagerly opened up for me again, and when her hips shifted against me, I let out a low curse, knowing that I couldn’t leave her wanting like this. While I was familiar with the ravenous need, Edie wasn’t. If I left her hanging, she might actually find another guy to finish her off, sending me to prison for the rest of my life.
With my lips still on her neck, I asked, “Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” she unwisely panted.
Damning myself to Hell, I reached down, then unbuttoned her jeans like a professional. Luckily, Edie didn’t wear her jeans painted on, so there was enough room for my hand to slide down the front, though barely. Edie was still a petite thing while I wasn’t.
As soon as Edie’s mind registered what I was doing, her hands gripped my wrist, stopping me, and it felt like a cold bucket of water dousing me from head to toe. Even though I knew that Edie wasn’t like other girls, I wanted her badly enough to ignore my better judgement.
“What are you doing?” she asked, still sounding breathless.
I pulled back to look into her beautiful face. “I was just going to make you feel good, baby.”
“Can…can we do…do that here?”
Understanding finally dawned.
