“Willow, we have to open the door,” she whispered as if they didn’t already know we were in here.
“No, we don’t. They will go away.”
“And when they catch us later?”
Dash continued to pound on the door so hard it sounded as if he were trying to break it down. The last thing I needed was to have to explain a broken door to my parents. “Fuck! Fine.”
I unlocked the door and knew the second I did it was a mistake. The front door of my parent’s home flew open and brown eyes that darkened by the second greeted me. He was on the other side of the threshold and just as quickly he wasn’t. It didn’t matter because I was already running away, leaving Lake to fend for herself. I made it to my bedroom and slammed the door shut, but I never got a chance to lock it because it burst open nearly knocking me on my ass. I would have fallen if he hadn’t caught me at the same time he slammed the door back shut. He made a point to lock the door and shoot me a look that said I wasn’t getting out, and no one was getting in.
“Let go of me.”
“No? No?” I repeated unnecessarily. Truthfully, I had no idea what to do now. He’d said no and it wasn’t as if I could make him. “You can’t just manhandle me.”
“Why not? I thought you were tough? It seems like it since you’re fighting guys twice your size now.”
“It wasn’t like that.”
“Are you stupid or are you fucking stupid?”
“Let go of me or I’ll scream.” Just then the sound of a door slamming echoed up the stairs.
Lake left me.
Or was kidnapped.
Dash smirked and released me. “Go ahead.” I opened my mouth to do just that despite no being around to help but then he added, “And I’ll give you a real reason to scream. Right on that bed. With my cock so deep inside you, you won’t know where you begin and I end.”
I shut my mouth with a click of my teeth.
“I didn’t think so. Now tell me what happened.”
With a heavy sigh, I quickly ran down everything that happened after we spotted Trevor with Anya. His anger was unmistakable by the time I finished.
“Don’t ever do that again,” he gritted and I couldn’t help but wonder how his voice was so deep for a seventeen-year-old.
God, what would he be like at thirty?
“Don’t help my best friend when she’s attacked? Not likely.”
“I want you to call me. You could have gotten seriously hurt and I’d be doing twenty-five to life.”
“What makes you think there will be a next time and what makes you think you’ll be around for me to call? Besides, you’re not a killer.”
“I am for you,” he whispered softly.
I watched her soften at my declaration, which was a promise, but she didn’t have to know that. “Why are you here, Dash?” Her tone was no longer hard, so I took the chance and moved closer.
“Dasher,” I corrected.
“I thought that was only when…” She blushed and my dick thought it was the sexiest fucking thing.
“When I’m inside you?” She nodded and I pulled her closer. “Does it count if need to be inside you?”
“Dasher, we can’t.”
My dick hardened at the sound of my name on her lips. I don’t even think she was aware she said it.
I caressed her cheek with my thumb and looked deep into her eyes. She wanted this. “Our summer will never end, baby. I thought you knew that.”
“We don’t belong together,” she whimpered. I wanted to kill whoever made her think that, including me. She started to cry as if it pained her.
“You’ll always be mine. Even if we don’t end up together.”
Nothing short of death would keep me from letting that happen.
Again… she didn’t need to know that.
“Dash, be reasonable.”
“I don’t want to be reasonable. I want you.” I took her lips before she could say anything more. Her sweet taste exploded in my mouth and I hungrily took more. She wasn’t aware when I slipped her clothes from her soft body and she wasn’t aware when I moved us backward, closer to her bed.
With a light shove, I sent her falling onto the bed top. She now only wore her panties, so I quickly rectified that before slowly removing my shirt. My eyes never left hers. I wanted here and now to be her only focus.
At the sight of my hard chest, her mouth fell open, and she squirmed on top of her colorful covers. I couldn’t resist getting my mouth on hers, so I dropped to one knee and started with her toes.
I pushed her thighs apart so I could her glistening pussy and then sucked her pinky toe in my mouth.
“So you have a foot fetish now?” She gasped when I bit her toe.
“I have a fetish for any part of you.”
“You don’t play fair,” she moaned.
“I don’t play at all. I want you and I’m going to have you.” The force behind my promise drove me to hook her leg in my arm, drag her to edge and dive face first between her legs. I growled against her sex. Her taste was fucking addicting.
When she came apart on my tongue, I ripped open my jeans and moved on top of her. “Did that feel good, Angel?”
I guided my hard as fuck cock to her entrance and locked her gaze with mine. “Not as good as me inside you I bet.”
I didn’t give her a chance to answer because I moved inside her and didn’t stop until I was fucking buried. I pulled back and thrust inside her hard enough to shift us both.
“No,” I growled and thrust inside her harder. “Say my name.” She only moaned and gripped the sheets. “Fucking say it.”
I pounded her pussy until she was screaming my name. Her voice turned hoarse, so I stole her lips in a savage kiss and played with her clit until she came.
After she had come all bets were off. I flipped her over onto her stomach and entered her again. The sight of her ass alone pushed me closer to release and when I couldn’t hold back anymore, I bit her shoulder and spilled myself on her back.
I don’t remember falling asleep beside her but the next morning I was awakened by a groan.
“Oh no.” I slowly opened my eyes and found her watching me with wide eyes. “Oh no,” she repeated, this time, louder.
She gritted her teeth and snarled, “You have to go.”
“Why? Why? Maybe because you shouldn’t be here? Or maybe because my parents will kill me if they find out?”
“Not a good enough reason.”
Her phone decided to ring at that moment and when she picked it up, I used her distraction to my advantage. I was already spooning her, so I lifted her leg and slid inside her without warning. She almost dropped the phone but managed to answer it.
“H—hello.” I could see from her profile that she’d closed her eyes and bit her lip. I thrust inside her slowly and watched her face. Her mouth fell open, but she remained silent, listening to whatever the caller was saying.
“Yes! When are we leaving?”
Leaving? She wasn’t going anywhere. I gave her a long, hard stroke and smiled when her breath caught. Leaning down, I brought my lips to her ear, keeping my rhythm. “You won’t get away from me that easy.”
“Tell you all about it on the ride. So… the time?” She paused to listen. “Can you make it faster?”
“My pleasure,” I whispered and sped up my strokes. She shook her head against the pillow, silently pleading with me.
“Fine. An hour it is then. But make it a quick one!”
I snatched the phone from her hand, tossed it, and pounded away on her body.