“You ready, lo—Laurel?” Eamon recovered quickly before calling me “love” in front of Chelsea and Lydia. It didn’t matter. It was already a disaster.
“Sure. It was good to see you.” I smiled weakly at Chelsea. “I’ll catch you in class next week.”
“See you then.” Lydia had retrieved her phone and swiped across the screen, then looked at me as if waiting for me to leave so she could do her dirt.
Eamon took my arm and led me toward the door.
“Bye.” Chelsea waved.
We walked into the chilly night air, and I hurried to my car.
Eamon leaned against my driver side door. “Where’s the fire, love?”
I glared at him. “You know I have to get home and tell Claudia first before she hears it from Lydia. God, I should never have come out with you.”
A flash of emotion flitted across his handsome face. I didn’t want to think I’d hurt him, but I knew I had. I was messing everything up. I yanked my door handle, but it didn’t budge with Eamon’s large frame against it.
“Don’t you worry about Claudia. In fact, I guarantee you she isn’t at your dorm right this minute anyway.”
“What?” I stopped my fruitless efforts at wrenching the door open.
“She’s on a date. Noel. I know she likes accents, and Noel likes women. So, it’s a perfect match.” He moved so he stood in front of me, my back against the car door. “Now, come back to my dorm with me.”
I stared up into his eyes and craned my head back against the top of the car door. He squeezed my hip and ran one hand into my hair, gripping me close to my scalp and pulling gently so my neck was exposed. He bent down and kissed my jugular. My knees went wobbly and I clutched his shirt.
“Please, Eamon. I can’t.” I was already begging. I’m fucked.
“You can,” he murmured against my throat and kissed to my ear. “Want to know what I’ll do to you?”
A shudder of desire shot through me at his gravelly words. I was desperate to know. He licked the shell of my ear and pressed his body into me. His hard length rested against my stomach, and I imagined how tightly it would fit inside me. I nodded, and he pulled my hair harder.
“I’m going to eat your pussy like it’s my favorite fucking dessert.” He slid his hand around my stomach and down to my core. “Then I’m going to shove my cock into you, balls deep, and fuck you until you come all over me.” He rubbed his fingers against my clit and bit my neck below my ear. “And then I’ll keep fucking you as hard as I please until I shoot my load all over these lovely tits.” He moved his hand from my hot pussy and squeezed my left breast, passing his thumb over my hard nipple in maddening strokes. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you love?”
He bit my neck harder and I cried out. “Yes!”
“You want me to be rough with you, don’t you?” His hips surged forward, his thick cock rubbing against my stomach. I wanted to wrap my hands around it, then my lips. “Tell me how you want it, love.” He pushed his leg between my knees and lifted, my soaked pussy resting on his thigh as he created friction on my clit with small movements. “Tell me, Laurel.” His voice was a growl.
“Hard.” I was panting. “Rough. Take it from me.”
He laughed, the sound low and sensual. “I will, love. Now get in my car. I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
Chapter Four
Eamon
I kissed her at every stop light between the pub and my place, and it was a fight to keep my hands off her as I drove. We snuck through the side entrance to the dorms, trying to avoid as many prying eyes and gossips as possible. I’d kept her hand in mine the entire way back to my place. I didn’t want to break our contact, didn’t want her to change her mind. She was quiet, though I felt her sneaking looks at me every so often.
At my door, I pulled the key from my pocket and opened it up. As planned, Noel was out, hopefully fucking Claudia senseless.
Laurel hesitated on the threshold. I turned to her and stroked my hand down her cheek. “Nothing will happen that you don’t want.”
She put her palm on my chest. “That’s what I’m afraid of. There’s so much that I want. Too much.”
I thought I was randy. I thought I was turned on. I wasn’t. When she said those words to me and looked up at me with her amber eyes, I wanted to eat her up, every last bit of her.
“Fuck me.” I exhaled and yanked her into my room, slamming the door behind us. I was all over her, ripping her jacket off before gripping her t-shirt and roughly pulling it up over her head. Her hands were on the hem of my t-shirt, but I was focused on her, getting her naked and tasting her. I palmed her tits. Jesus. Her nipples were stiff peaks beneath the lace. I bent down and took one in my mouth, teasing my tongue over her through the fabric.