Kings of Anarchy (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #3) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,214

but we had to be. Now finally, at long last, I had him to myself once more.

"I've been going crazy," he growled, grabbing my hips and tugging me flush against him. "Do you know how frustrating it is watching you with them and not being able to lay a real claim on you myself? Being so close to you without being able to touch you. Really fucking touch you." He scored his thumb down my spine and I shivered deeply. He eyed my mouth, leaning close and grazing his lips over mine like he was savouring my taste, the way I felt. I found myself doing the same, reaching up to brush my fingers over his coarse stubble and sighing as his mouth moved in soft and exploring movements against mine. My desire was rising and as I tried to speed this up, he chuckled deep in his throat.

"I'm going to enjoy you slowly tonight," he murmured. "I'm going to make sure every piece of your flesh remembers me."

"I wouldn't forget," I insisted as he wrapped his hand around mine. “I couldn’t.”

"I just want to be sure," he teased, then checked a clock on the wall. “I’ve got a three point plan for our date night. You ready for part one?”

A laugh escaped me. “That’s very Saint of you.”

“Pfft,” he waved me off. “I’m nothing like that guy, but I do have a few hours of fun filled entertainment before the plan begins.”

“What plan?” I pushed, still grinning as he tugged me over to the couch and pushed me down onto it. I tried to pull him with me, biting on my lip hungrily but he tugged his hand free, giving me an intense look for a moment.

“I really wanna tear your clothes off right now,” he half murmured to himself as if debating something and I poked my tongue out at him, leaning back in my seat.

“Then why don’t you?” I asked hopefully.

“Because I only get you for one night every four days which means I’m missing out on a hell of a lot of time where I don’t get to do all kinds of couple things. And you might not have realised it, but I’m actually an awesome boyfriend.” He smirked and I chuckled.

“Boyfriend?” I teased.

“Yeah,” he growled possessively and I didn’t mind that so much. “I don’t give a fuck what you are to the other Night Keepers, I know I’ve got to accept that. But you and me? We’re dating, princess. Get used to it.” He turned, marching off into the kitchen and grabbing some bean burgers from the fridge that looked freshly freaking prepared.

I was left in the wake of his words with a shit-eating grin on my face and I tucked my feet up underneath me as I watched him place the burgers in a pan and start frying them. When I couldn’t stand being away from him any longer, I stood, walking up behind him and dropping my phone into the Bluetooth speaker on the counter, clicking play on The 1 by Taylor Swift before wrapping my arms around his waist from behind. He caught my hands, unhooking them from his stomach and pulling me around so I was in front of him before guiding my hand onto the frying pan handle. He dropped his mouth to my shoulder, tugging my strap down as he kissed a line along it and sent goosebumps tumbling across my skin.

“I make the best burgers, Tatum. It’s a fucking travesty I haven’t made you one before, but now I can order whatever I want through the school, I figured I might as well take advantage.”

He kissed his way back to my neck and I nearly tugged the pan off the heat as his mouth brushed up to my ear. He chuckled, gripping my wrist and guiding the pan forward. “Careful, princess.”

“It’s hard to be careful when you’re driving me crazy,” I said breathily, turning to try and capture his lips but he shook his head, releasing me and stepping away.

“Go sit down,” he ordered. “I’m not giving in to your sexy hocus pocus until you’re thoroughly dated tonight.”

I laughed, shaking my head at him. “My sexy hocus pocus?” I cocked a brow at him, pretending to be stern.

“Yeah, you’ve cast a spell on me since the moment you walked into this school. My heart would have stood a better chance against a bullet than you.”

Heat flooded my cheeks and he swiped a hand over his face when