LOGIN"Where are you going?" Liam asks when I start to climb the bed. I feel his hand grab my ankle and I almost moan at the feel of his touch. I stop moving and try to pull my ankle away but he doesn't let go. His grip on me is firm but he's not hurting me.
"I'm trying to go home." I say when I feel him hold on even tighter. "Why are you so scared to spend a few minutes with me." He asks and I turn around and sit back down. "Because, this is wrong. I shouldn't be here. You have a girlfriend, you're dangerous and you are too old to be spending a few minutes with me." I say and he groans in frustration. "Celeste we've been through this." He says genuinely annoyed with me. "I don't have a girlfriend." He says and I roll my eyes at him. "Are you rolling your eyes at me?" He says grabbing my chin gently."It's an automatic respond your lies." I say looking at anything but his eyes. "I'm not dangerous and I will never hurt yIt’s Monday morning — that grey, sleepy kind of morning where the air still feels heavy from the weekend. I’m half awake, bag slung over my shoulder, hair barely cooperating, when I step outside and freeze.He’s there.Liam.Leaning against his car like he owns the world, black hoodie pulled up, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cup of coffee. The street is quiet except for the faint hum of engines and early-morning birds but somehow, everything feels louder when I see him.My heart skips. My breath does that stupid fluttering thing it always does around him.“What are you doing here?” I ask, trying to sound casual, but my voice betrays me, too thin, too curious.He smiles, slow and deliberate. “I’m taking you to school today.” He pauses, his eyes glinting. “And every other day from now on.”I blink at him, caught between laughing and panicking. “I
I flip onto my back taking her with me. I look up at her and move her legs to my side making her straddle me. I don't think she realizes it but she grinds her pussy into me and I smile. Her mind might be fighting with her but her body wants me.I quickly sit up and go in foe the kill with a wet kiss. I plunge my tongue into her mou, making her moan as I fuck her mouth with mine.I tighten my arm around her waist, drawing her in until I can feel her heartbeat through the thin fabric between us. Her skin is warm, her hair brushes my jaw, and everything in me aches - not with hunger, but with something gentler, deeper.She calls out my name softly when I break the kiss and I kiss her neck, I mean to be careful, light. Just enough to let her know I’m there. But she breathes in sharply, and I feel her hand sl







