The Tracker Hive Academy Year One - Avery Song Page 0,69
relieved than before, especially with seeing Zeke be so playful. "They were rendered speechless. I almost wondered if they understood me."
He chuckled, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "You did good, baby."
I blushed at his praise, looking into his eyes. "I like when you call me baby," I whispered.
"Then I'll keep doing just that," he confirmed. "Let's enjoy some more drinks?"
"You're promoting underage drinking," I whispered.
"True, but that's something you would have done to begin with," he acknowledged.
"One hundred percent true," I agreed. "Cheers?"
Offering my drink to his beer bottle, we clinked them together and continued to talk. He didn't bring up what happened earlier, and I was grateful for it.
I was learning a lot about Zeke and seeing sides of him I would have never expected. The darkness within him was apparent, but I wondered about the threads of light.
Zeke, Tracker of Light and Darkness. I've yet to fully solve the mystery around him, but I feel it will be a challenge that's worth waiting for.
16
Trouble In Paradise
If I could be lost in these lips forever, I'd have no regrets. To let our bodies have control and not think on the pounding dance floor was one of the first times in a long time where I'd felt free.
No chains to the past, present, or future. No barriers stopping me from moving my hips or kissing the man who danced with me with confidence.
This was why two of the same dark element was dangerous. Not only did we mesh together and empower our burning desires, but we also had no need to regret our decisions, feeling absolutely right with every move we made because the other was there to support.
My hands were in the air while I swayed my hips to the beat of the music. Zeke's firm hands gripped my hips, our bodies close as we moved.
It was getting hard to control ourselves, to not let the darkness fully come out and take control. Zeke's eyes were almost pure black at this point, and I was certain mine were the same. The predator element was on the brink of surfacing, and we both knew it.
I wondered if others noticed, though if they did, neither of us cared. We were in our own little world and didn't mind if our connection brought a wave of destruction.
Zeke pulled me close, seizing my lips in a burning urgency. His hands moved possessively up my body, and I loved every bit of it.
He knew what he was doing and wasn't afraid to venture further, regardless of whether we were in public or not.
"Car?" I breathed against his lips, the two of us a sweaty mess from hours of dancing and the alcohol burning through our bodies.
I certainly was drunk, and so was he. I'd never encourage drinking and driving, but I was perfectly down for car sex.
Any sex really. All the sex to release the tension we built up tonight. Or was it before tonight? All week long. Yes...Zeke is so fucking dangerous. I love it.
He sucked my lip and kissed me hard, slapping my ass before gripping it. "I don't think we'll make it to the hotel," he whispered.
"I never said I wanted to only have sex in the hotel," I purred, moving to suck his neck while grinding my hips against him.
"Tempting," he whispered.
"Please?" I probed, having little patience at this point.
The idea was embedded in my mind, and I was going to get what I wanted tonight.
"I never said no." His comebacks always reminded me of myself, and it was far too refreshing to have someone not only accept you but understand exactly what you wanted.
"Let's get out of here, baby." With those enchanting words, and one last sloppy kiss, the two of us were hand and hand, making our way off the crowded dance floor and to the exit.
I was glad we'd parked farther down the street, and when we reached the sports car, I had to grin.
"I just now realized the windows are tinted." I held his arm as we casually walked toward the car.
"Limo tint, to be precise," Zeke chuckled. "I like my privacy."
"How are we going to get to the hotel after this?"
"Autopilot." He winked and unlocked the car.
"How long does it take to get to the hotel again?"
"Ten minutes.”
"Enough time.” I smirked, trying not to giggle or skip ahead.
I twirled on my feet and watched his approach, licking my lips when his darkened eyes looked me up and down seductively.