more kiss, then you’ve got to jump off my lap and get to class. Otherwise, I’m going to fuck you right in this car, and I don’t like the idea of having an audience,” he tries to joke, sounding more like the Finn I adore.
I look behind my shoulder to the dashboard and see that I still have fifteen minutes before my next class. It’s not ideal, but I guess it’ll have to do. I look around the parking lot and make sure we’re out of sight. At this hour, mostly everyone is already on campus, so I doubt we’ll have many peeping toms for what I have in mind. My fingers begin to travel down his chest, ever so slowly, until it reaches the hard shaft between his thighs.
“Stone,” he warns, not liking where my head is at.
His cock, though, is twitching away in his jeans, plenty happy to have my hand rub against it.
“Stay still, quarterback, and just enjoy the ride.” I wink at him.
“Don’t you fucking dare, brat,” he continues to threaten, his eyes scanning around, worried someone will see me take his swollen shaft out of its cage.
“Shh, baby. I know what I’m doing. We’re just two college kids making out in a car. That’s all. Totally innocent.”
“Jerking my cock in your hands is far from just an innocent make-out session.”
“As if you didn’t enjoy it,” I tease, wiggling my skirt up and shifting his hard length to where I need him most.
I slip my thong to the side, and the instant his cock crowns my center, he echoes my hiss, gripping my hips with a strength that will undoubtedly leave bruises on my skin.
“Fuck, but you’re already wet. Jesus!” he stutters, the rasped words sounding strangled in his throat.
I love it when he loses all coherent thought the minute he’s inside me. There is only one thing on his mind when we’re connected—loving me.
Only me. Always me.
My pussy clenches around him as I bounce up and down on his long, hard cock. I grab his hair with the same ferocity as the hold he keeps on me, while he whispers filthy words in my ear, describing in detail the lengths he’ll go to ruin my pussy. It’s already ruined beyond measure, as is my heart.
It will only ever want him. Only him. Always him.
I maintain my frantic tempo, his hands helping to keep me steady, no longer concerned with the lack of privacy. Finn keeps thrusting inside me, satiating my body, while the words of love he utters have the same effect on my soul.
“This. I’ll never get over this.”
“You are so fucking beautiful while riding me.”
“Fuck, I could live inside this pussy.”
“God, I love you, Stone.”
“I fucking love you so much that it physically hurts not to be inside you.”
“I love you.”
“I love you.”
And with his words and promises singing in my ear, his mouth eating up my cries, I cum with my heart leaping out of my chest, begging refuge next to his. As I fall off the precipice, Finn follows me over, never wanting to leave my side.
Inside the scented mist of sex and sweet surrender, our hearts begin to slow down their erratic pace, giving me the energy to go for one more kiss.
‘I love you,’ my heart resonates.
Finn kisses me back, his smile ten miles wide, hugging me to him as if I’m the most precious thing he has in this world.
‘I know,’ his broad smile echoes.
However, his desperate kiss says something entirely different, making my cautious heart leap back into my chest, whispering that it isn’t safe.
I realize that his kiss is an apology. For what, I do not know.
“Miss Bennett, can I speak with you for a moment?” Professor Harper requests as the class ends and everyone begins packing up their book bags.
Damn it.
She’s probably going to give me a hard time for coming in late again. Harper is a stickler for the rules, and she doesn’t bend them for anyone. I sure as shit can’t tell her the reason for my lateness, now can I?
I take the stairs down to the auditorium floor, mentally preparing my speech.
“I’m sorry I was late, professor. It won’t happen again,” I promise before she has time to reprimand me for it.
“This doesn’t have anything to do with your tardiness, Miss Bennett. Although, I would appreciate it if you refrained from coming late to my class.”
“Promise,” I vow, crossing a finger over my heart in a playful manner, leaving her utterly unamused