“Can you give a girl a second?”
“You aren’t the only one that has to pee, sweet cheeks.”
I murmured, “Call me that again and see what happens.”
“You know, you could just skip class.”
I ran the wet hairbrush through my hair. “Not a chance.”
“You could spend some more time with me.”
“Yeah, like that’s a smart decision.”
He snickered. “Your words would hurt if I thought for even a second you believed them.”
I finished brushing my hair before piling it on top of my head. I secured it with my rubber band, then stormed over to the door. I ripped it open, taking stock of Clint’s towering form and raven hair, mussed and hanging over his eyes. I watched as those green orbs peeked out from underneath that thick head of hair. I watched as his grin grew into a salacious smile. He slipped beside me, inching me out of the bathroom before he closed the door.
Then he called out to me again.
“We could go back to the diner for some lunch.”
I scoffed. “In your dreams, Clint. I have to get to school. I’m not like you.”
He chuckled. “We could go to the park. Walk around. Spend a day on the beach!”
“You’re crazy. This has got to stop. And it stops now. I can’t keep doing this.”
The door ripped open. “Doing what?”
“Don’t you take that innocent tone with me, Clinton Clarke. This has to be done between us. Me, doing you.”
He grinned. “Come on. You don’t really want to do that. Why deny yourself such a good thing?”
“You’re trouble. That’s why.”
“Hell yeah, I am.”
I felt his eyes on me as I walked around his bedroom. I scooped my clothes off the floor, trying to quickly pull them on. I slid my brastraps up my shoulders, only for him to remove them again. I batted him away before I finally got it on, only for him to steal my pants. I shook my head at his tactics. At how he held my tank top over his head. I’d look like an idiot going to school in pajama pants and my cardigan, but it was the only choice I had.
I scoffed. “Clint. Cut it out. Give me my shirt.”
He shook his head. “I really don’t know why you want to cover up such a beautiful body.”
“Because I don't do trouble. I have plans. I have school, and you’re a distraction from that.”
He handed my shirt back. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
I rolled my eyes. “Of course you would.”
“Why are you so bent out of shape over this? It’s just one day. We can head to school at lunch time.”
“Like the fun little entrance you made on the first day of school? No thank you. All I need to do is get through our senior year, then I can focus on work.”
“You sound so boring. Where’s the fun Rae I had last night?”
I shook my head. “She’s gone. Dead. You fucked her into the mattress then suffocated her with your muscles.”
His eyebrows wiggled. “Will some CPR bring her back to life?”
I felt his hands fall against my waist and I batted him away. I slipped my cardigan over my shoulders, then looked around for my shoes.
“Aren’t you going to get dressed?” I asked.
“Oh, I’m not going to class.”
I paused. “Yes you are.”
He snickered. “No, I’m really not.”
I reached for his shirt, tossing it to him. “Yeah, you are. And you’re going to get ready now, because you’re my ride.”
He stood tall. “Tell you what. I’ll make you a deal.”
“I’m not sucking your cock so you can take me to school, if that’s what you’re about to ask.”
“If that didn’t sound so tempting, I’d say your words wound me.”
I sighed. “What is it, Clint? We don’t have long before we have to leave.”
He wrapped his arms around me and spun me around. I groaned with frustration before his fingertips started dancing along my sides. Giggles fell from my lips. I wiggled around, trying desperately to get away from his grasp. He picked me up, threw me over his shoulder, then spanked me on my ass. When I yelped, he did it again. And as I continued to yelp, he continued to do it.
“Clint, put me—ah!—down. What are you—ah!—doing?”
He laughed. “You’re just adorable, you know that?”
He tossed me against the mattress and I felt myself jump. He pounced on my body, his lips falling hotly against my neck. I moaned as I pushed him away. I groaned as I tried to knock him off me. But I felt his girth growing, his body heating, his hands venturing along my body, pushing up my tank top. Pulling off my cardigan. Stripping me of the fabric I’d just gotten onto my body.
“Clint, I can’t.”
His lips found my ear. “A ride for a ride. That’s my deal. Take it or leave it.”
I snickered. “You’re intolerable.”
“Is that a yes?”
I grinned as I wrapped my legs around his naked waist. I rolled him over, feeling his cock settling hard against my thigh. My hands planted into his chest, and he looked at me with deviousness in his eyes. He licked his lips as his hands slid my cardigan off. I ripped my tank top over my head, bringing my clothed breasts into view. He slipped me back over, sliding my pants off with one motion of his hands. As he slid down my body, he rid me of the only barrier between us.
Then his eyes flickered up to mine.
“Ready to ride me off into the sunset, beautiful?”
And as I pulled him back up to my lips, I rolled him onto his back, straddling him as I kissed him and prepared myself to be filled with him.
21
Raelynn
I panted for breath as I gazed up at the ceiling fan. Around and around it went, causing the room to tilt before I closed my eyes. I felt something flexing under my head. Something warm. Something strong. A heat rolled into me before something pressed against my ear. And the sounds it made sent chills down my entire body.
“It was worth it, wasn’t it?”
I snickered and shook my head. I’d never give him the satisfaction of inflating that ego any more than it already was. But he was right. Missing second period had been worth that moment with him. Worth the torrential lust that poured over the two of us as he held me steady, rocking deep within me. I smiled thinking about it. I snuggled into him as he crooked himself against me, holding me with his arms. Cradling me with his legs. Allowing me to bury myself into the crook of his neck and hide away from the world.
“Hey there,” he said, chuckling.
I smiled. “Hi.”
He kissed the top of my head. “You doing okay down there?”
“I don’t know. Depends. Does my hair look rough?”
“Are you asking me if you have sex hair? Really, Rae?”
I shrugged. “Don’t have long to get to school now. We practically gotta get up and roll out.”
He groaned as he rolled over and it made me laugh. I climbed on top of him, peppering his face with kisses. I settled my chin against his chest, watching as his eyes closed. Every movement he made entranced me. Every blink of his eye was a mystery I wanted to unravel. Every tick of his lips was a grin I wanted to question. Every stretch of his limbs was an opportunity I wanted to take to climb him like a fucking tree. And as his arms wrapped around me, I felt myself melting into him.
He sighed. “You’re really thinking about school after all that? Because I can hardly see straight.”
I snickered. “You didn’t do your job as well as I did, then. Because my vision’s just fine.”
“Oh, you’re gonna pay for that.”
He rolled me over quickly as giggles fell from my lips. He muted them with his mouth, kissing me with a passion that sent my heart fluttering wildly. I slid my fingers through his hair, feeling him trying to wiggle between my legs. I moved my head side to side, and he tried to stop me as he deepened the kiss.
“Don’t leave. Stay here with me,” he whispered.
I giggled. “You can’t keep distracting me with sex. It won’t work after a while.”
“I can spice it up enough to keep you here all day.”
I winked. “Doubt it.”
He scoffed and rolled over, gripping his chest, feigning a heart attack. It made me laugh. I slid out of bed, making my way for his bathroom. I needed one last check of my neck and my hair before I had any chance of covering shit up in school today. We were twenty minutes away from our lunch period. And us walking in together wasn’t an option. He’d have to drop me off on the curb or something so the two of us could walk into the school at separate points.
Because I sure as hell wasn’t ready for that firefight.
I pulled my hair out of its bun. “Are you sure my hair doesn’t look bad?”
“It looks great, Rae.”
“Are you just saying that to get me to shut up?”
“If I wanted to do that, I’d tell you what I really thought of your hair.”
I grinned. “Now I’m intrigued.”
I looked over at him, watching as he leaned against the bathroom doorway. He’d already gotten his pants on, but he still stood there shirtless. I let my eyes travel over the soft rings of his abs, my gaze lingering on the steady rise and fall of his chest. He crossed his arms over his body, flexing his biceps at me and causing me to lick my lips as he drew in a deep breath.