Chapter 8 - Playing With Fire

Vera's POV

"Spill what?" I blinked.

"What you have on your mind."

"Ok… You're such a big deal in school. You are literally on everyone's lips."

He chuckled and then said. "And that's why I don't want more gossip about me."

I laughed softly. "You don't need to do much for you to be the talk of the school and get stared at. Your presence alone commands attention"

He glanced at me, just for a second, before his eyes went back to the road.

"To keep our secret, we have to go and come back from school separately."

"So?"

"When going to school, I will drop you off when we it's a trekkable distance from school. That way we still arrive at school early, and after school, we do the same."

"I have to trek for this to actually work?"

"Yes, you have to."

I looked at him with no particular expression on my face. Not that I minded. I was used to walking to school anyway. It was the way he said it, so sure of himself, like he had already planned every step of my day without asking me first, that almost made me want to argue back.

"We should exchange numbers." He said, already unlocking his phone and stretched it toward me.

I took the phone, then a wide smile sat on my lips before I could stop it.

"I want something in exchange for my number."

He groaned, like I was the most annoying person alive. "You enjoy cutting deals."

"You need my number for this to work. Or should I tell daddy dear that you make me walk to school after we leave home together in your cool car?"

"No, don't." He took a slow breath with his jaw already tightened, like he already knew whatever I wanted next would cost him something. "What do you want?"

"Stop the car."

He turned his head and looked at me like I had grown two heads.

"Just stop the car. It shouldn't be a big deal. You did stop the car this morning."

He clicked his tongue. "You are just so unpredictable."

The car came to a halt. Liam’s head turned to look at me as if expecting me to say something but then…

I raised myself from my seat and tried getting to his seat. I sat on him, my chest pressed flat against his. His hands hovered for a second, like he didn't know where to put them.

"Is this what you want?" His face showed surprise with his brows raised up.

I leaned in, my face a few inches from his and my breath fanning against his lips. "What do you think?"

I didn't wait for an answer. I pressed my mouth to his, waiting for him to open up for me. He did, it was slow at first, like he was testing whether this was really happening in his car.

He pulled back mid kiss, his eyes clouded with want and his voice low and rough. "You should stop playing with fire."

"Maybe I like fire," I whispered, and pulled him back in before he could answer that.

One of his hands found my butt and the other slid to my neck. The kiss started slow but then it turned urgent andfast. We were literally eating each others faces.

My fingers dug into his hair, pulling him closer, like there was still space left between us to close.

I started grinding against him. I could feel his already hard dick straining against his pants and begging to be released, pressed against my middle, right where I needed him. A small sound left him into my mouth, and it only made me move faster.

His hand left my neck and moved to palm one breast through my shirt. His mouth left mine and dropped to my neck. He started with a kiss, then it was replaced with his tongue, licking, sucking, his teeth grazing my skin. My head fell back, my hands braced against his shoulders to keep myself steady. My panties were already soaked through.

"Liam, you... will give me... a hickey." I managed to say between breaths.

"Let them see it," he muttered against my skin, like he didn't care anymore who knew.

He lifted his head and looked at me, eyes dark with want. Then his fingers moved to my shirt, unbuttoning it so fast, like he couldn't wait another second.

My breasts were on display for his eyes, my nipples already hard and aching so bad. He grabbed one and rolled it between his fingers, flicking it, and a moan slipped out of my mouth before I could stop it.

His mouth replaced his hand. His tongue circled my nipple, slow at first, then his teeth grazed it, light enough to make my whole body jolt. Every place he touched felt like it was catching fire, spreading from my chest down to somewhere lower, the place that throbbed and begged to be touched too.

Then he came back to kiss me on the lips again, with his hands on my both sides of my waist guiding me to grind him faster.

“I am so horny right now.” He said into the kiss.

His hands slid from my thighs toward the middle of me.

Oh!! What I really do want. Thank goodness I wore a g-string.

He pushed my panties aside with no patience left in him, and slid a finger inside. I couldn't hold back the moan that came out of me, my hips already rolling against his hand on their own.

"You are so wet." He said it right into my ear, his voice deep, and I felt more wetness pool between my legs just from hearing him say it.

His finger moved in and out, slow and deliberate, but I wanted more. No, I needed more. My nails pressed into his shoulder.

"I want more."

He added a second finger. My head dropped back, his other hand gripping my waist to keep me steady. The car windows had started to fog up at the edges, but I didn't care. Nothing outside the car mattered right now.

I could feel my release building inside me, what I had been craving, climbing higher with every stroke, my breath coming faster and shorter, my whole body riding his hand already.

Knock!!

Liam froze. His whole body went stiff under me.

His head snapped toward the window where the sound came from. I didn't care about the knock. I leaned forward to kiss him again, still chasing that feeling, and that's when he cussed, his hand pulling back from me too fast.

"Oh shit."

I turned to look at the window and saw a policeman standing right outside it. My stomach dropped and I scrambled off him fast, dropping into the passenger seat, fingers fumbling with my buttons, my hands shaking a little more than I wanted them to.

Liam yanked at his pants, trying to straighten himself out, his erection still obvious through the fabric. Thank goodness the windows were tinted.

He looked at me one more time and licked the finger that had been inside me seconds ago slowly. I bit my lip, my body still aching, still unsatisfied, my breath only just starting to settle.

Once we both looked presentable, he rolled down the window. The policeman's eyes landed on Liam, and something like recognition crossed his face.

"Liam, why are you parked here?"