“I just want to…” I drag my palms over the hard planes of his pecs before they drift down to the ridges of his abs. And before I know it, they are grazing that dark trail of hair that disappears into the band of his sweatpants.
I close my eyes, so I don’t overthink it. I just want to feel him against my palm. See what it’s like. Maybe I’ll remember…
My fingers slip into his waistband, and I hear him suck in a sharp breath. He’s wearing briefs, and at first, I just slide my palm over them, surprised by the heat I feel there. So, so hot.
My hips roll a little on instinct, and Landon stifles a groan. When I open my eyes again to meet his, I’m surprised by how out of control he looks. His eyes are only half-open, and his head is leaned back against the cushion, exposing his vulnerable throat where his pulse is beating against the flesh wildly.
“Does it… feel good?”
He grunts a response, his fingers digging into my hips. It makes me brave, and I slip my fingers into his briefs this time, wrapping them around the hard, solid flesh.
Landon hisses out a breath and closes his eyes when I drag my palm up the shaft. Yeah, I’ve read about this in Cosmo. I’m not a pro by any means, but I think I have the basics down.
After a few soft tugs, I fall into a natural rhythm, squeezing him in my palm as I slide up and back down. His body is open and defenseless. So, while my hand is in his pants, I lean forward and kiss his neck the way I may have thought about a million times before. When I do, his cock jumps against my palm, and he whispers.
“Do it again.”
I do it again. And again and again and again. Sucking and biting at him like he belongs to me. Like this night will never end. He tastes so intoxicating I can’t seem to stop. And at some point, my hand comes out of his pants, and both of them are touching every inch of skin I can reach while he grinds my hips over his erection.
The sounds ripping from his throat captivate me like nothing else ever has. I didn’t know I could do this to him. I didn’t know I had so much power. It’s a high like I’ve never experienced, and all I can think about is how I don’t want it to end.
Between my thighs, the friction is getting to me too. I can feel it in the tightening of my muscles. The tingling in my nipples. When Landon sees them scraping against the material of my white tank top, he slides a palm underneath it and brushes his fingers over the tight bud.
Game fucking over.
I come without warning, biting my lip to try to stifle the sound. But my modesty is forgotten when Landon drags the tank top up and dips his head forward to suck my nipple into his mouth. His hand squeezes my ass, harder and harder, and then he groans against my skin as warmth leaks into the fabric of his sweats, soaking into my thighs too.
He’s still got my nipple in his mouth, clenching his fingers around me reflexively as he falls back against the cushion, dragging me with him. He looks up at me, and I know I’ve just won this round.
Eat your heart out, Landon Blackwood.
16
Kailani
Audrey is back.
The low whispers of her return have rippled through the school all morning. The first time I see her is in third period when she flounces in, ignoring everyone who can’t seem to take their eyes off her. She only has laser focus for me, and she makes it clear when she pauses beside my desk, bending down to hiss in my ear.
“I know it was you.”
I ignore her, but all day, tension simmers inside me, winding me up so tight I can’t think straight. I don’t know what she’s going to do. At least not until I head for the gym after school to get ready for dance, only to be interrupted by the principal’s assistant.
“We need you in the office, Kailani.”
I follow her like a zombie, and unlike last time, there isn’t a committee waiting for me on the other side of the door. It’s just Mr. Dawson and Audrey’s mother. Before I sit down, I already know this is a