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“Let go, Elliot,” she demands, but I do no such thing.
I can’t. Not when she feels so fucking good against me.
“But the question is, what are you running away from?” I ask, ensuring my breath rushes down her neck.
She shudders against me, and I smirk.
Oh yeah, she remembers what happened the last time we were this close as viscerally as I do.
“I-I need to leave,” she whispers.
Begs.
“You can, but you know I’ll only follow you,” I warn. “I almost went to your room tonight,” I confess. “I was trying to do the right thing and come back here. To go to bed. But it seems you’re here waiting for me instead.”
“N-no, that’s not—” As she struggles to come up with an argument, I take a step forward, forcing her to take one back. To move closer to my room.
“Why are you here then, Red? Why are you in my house in the middle of the night wearing…” I run my hands down her sides trying to picture what she’s covered in. “Pyjamas? Were you planning on having a sleepover?”
“I was hanging out with—” Her words are cut off as her back presses against my bedroom door. “The girls. They had a pyjama party with Millie and I?—”
“Waited for them to fall asleep so you could sneak out in the hope of avoiding me?” I ask, cutting off her explanation.
She swallows thickly. I might not be able to see it very well, but I hear the gulp, feel the anticipation, the excitement rippling off her in waves.
I lean closer, pinning her in place as one of my hands grips her waist and the other reaches for the door handle.“You’re still thinking about it, aren’t you?” I ask.
She doesn’t answer straight away leaving only the sound of her heavy breathing filling the silence around us.
I wait.
I want her answer before I make my next move.
“Yes,” she finally whispers. “I shouldn’t be but I can’t?—”
“Elliot,” she cries when I swing the door open and the two of us stumble inside.
“Shush,” I chastise, covering her mouth with my hand. “I thought you were trying to be discreet,” I say as the door closes softly behind us and I continue walking her backward until her legs hit my bed.
The LED lights I left on give the room a soft glow, and for the first time since we collided, I get to see her.
Her nostrils flare as she tries to suck in the air she needs, but I don’t let up. Not yet.Instead, I drop my eyes down her body, taking in her thin shirt and red tartan lounge trousers.
“You know, I think I’d prefer you in silk and lace,” I muse.
Her chest heaves as my eyes roll back up her body, her warm breath tickling over the back of my hand.
I stop when I get to her breasts and find her nipples hard and desperate behind the white fabric.
I bet they’re so fucking pretty.
My mouth waters as I imagine dragging it off her and sucking her into my mouth.
She’ll be so sweet.
My cock aches as my imagination runs away with itself.
Reaching out with my free hand, I brush my fingers up the soft fabric hiding her thighs.“Have you been a good girl, Red?” I ask, stopping where I know her cuts are.
