at my lips as he said, “You knew what you were doing.”
“No.”
“You knew exactly what you were doing to me.”
Ronan pushed his hips against my upper thighs and I could feel his hard cock restrained behind his pants. My own hips bucked up to draw the friction to me, the motion was as out of my control as a moth’s path to a flame. And probably just as destructive.
“You pushed that eraser against your lips knowing I would replace it in my head with my cock,” Ronan said, pushing himself up so he straddled my hips and stared down at me.
His bare chest was glistening with sweat and his hair was hanging over his eyes. His forefinger swirled my mouth before pressing for entry. I snapped at it, him pulling it back just in time not to lose it. Catching him off guard, I tugged him over and clamoured on top, tearing my skirt in the process.
“I told you before,” I said, palms flat against his chest, heat searing my skin like the hood of a smoking car. “I was focusing.”
I rolled my ass against Ronan’s groin and his fingers flew to my hips, digging in violently as he pushed me harder against his erection. I yanked his hands away from me and pinned his arms over his head, leaning over so my dark hair eclipsed everything except us.
“Why don’t you just admit you want me?” I whispered harshly in our shared darkness. “That you made all this up with the pencil and the notebook, because you want me.”
Ronan raised his head to ghost his lips against mine. “And the glass of iced tea?”
“It was hot,” I said. “You said so yourself.”
Ronan’s head fell back to the already damp sheets and he flashed me a cocky smile.
“It seems that we’re at an impasse.” I raised an eyebrow and he continued to explain, “Neither of us is willing to admit we want the other, that we want the other to want us back.”
I transferred Ronan’s wrists to one hand and moved the other to the hem of his low-slung pants. I teased the coarse hairs there, running my finger back and forth, deeper and deeper.
“And what do you suppose we should do about this… what was the word?”
Ronan’s breath hitched when I brushed against his cockhead.
“Hmm?” I asked, trying not to grin from my little victory.
I unzipped Ronan’s pants and pulled out his hard shaft. I experimented with a couple long, slow strokes and heat flooded between my legs when Ronan exhaled a ragged, restrained breath.
“Was it an impasse that you said?” I whispered, relishing the quickening of Ronan’s heartbeat beneath my breasts. “Because I’m not sure we’re at an impasse at all.”
“No?” Ronan managed, the one word nearly a growl.
“No,” I said calmly, though my own heart was starting to pound in my chest as Ronan’s nails dug into the back of my hand still holding his. “I think we’re at a surrender, actually.”
I flicked my wrist over the sensitive head of Ronan’s throbbing penis and he sank his teeth into his lip to bite back a groan.
“I think we’re at the part where you admit you threw me over your shoulder unprovoked,” I said. “That you want me.”
Ronan opened his eyes, which had fluttered closed when I quickened my pace on his cock.
“You think that?” he asked, his eyes hazy and unclear.
He licked his lips as I nodded. Then after a stuttering breath and a noise almost like a whimper, he wrenched his wrists free and tugged my hand from him. He flipped me over onto my back and continued the tear I’d started in my dress. My legs were over his shoulders and his head between my legs before I could catch my breath or push my hair out of my face.
I dug my fingernails through my tangled tresses and groaned as Ronan’s tongue—hot, wet and pressing—found my clit. I was closing my eyes when Ronan suddenly stopped. I lifted my head to see him looking at me across what was left of my dress.
“I see you weren’t wearing underwear,” he said as his finger took the place of his tongue, and I gasped. “Did you know that when you sat with your legs open on the chair?”
Ronan’s finger pulsed expertly against my clit and I struggled to keep my head up.
“I didn’t think my teacher would be looking,” I said, not able to stop my back from arching.
“You didn’t want him to be looking?” Ronan asked before