I sensed that he was looking at me. His eyes were begging me to turn around and follow him out of the crowded cafeteria and somewhere secluded. I glance at Tessa to my left, "I'll be right back". She waves her hand, signaling she hears me and bursts into laughter along with the people around the table and looking at Rowan with her mouth agape, opening and closing it like a fish out of water and Logan's triumphant smile, it was something I might want to stay out of.
I don't see him when I turn around, but push through the crowds towards the door hoping to catch a glimpse of his tight jeans and black t shirt. I walked along the fence, gliding my hands along the metal. It reminded me of a prison. The tan buildings seemed endless, I saw the edge of his pants peeking out from the end of them. I could feel my body hum in anticipation for his touch. As I rounded the corner, I felt his arms reach out, pushing my shoulders against the wall.
A smile creeped onto his face, as he ground his pelvis against mine, pushing me against the wall. Our lips locked, and heat spread through my body. I want him closer. I bit his lip eliciting a groan from him. His hands slid up my arms, pinning them above my head with one hand and using the other to slide down my body leaving a trail of fire in its wake. My core tightened as his fingertips brushed the skin bridging the gap between my leggings and shirt. I was pulsing with the desire to be touched. His tongue played with mine in a intricate dance. His hands traced my waistline, causing me to squirm at the sudden stimulation of the sensitive skin.
He broke away from the kiss, and watched my face as he slid inside my pants. His skilled fingers following the wet trail in my pants to the source. He drew circles around my clit, going lower to lubricate his fingers. I could feel my body responding to his delicate touch by gyrating into his fingers.
I could feel the tension building, and he could too by the way his eyes clouded over and he picked up his pace. I tried jerking my hands from their position to pull him closer to me, but his firm grip held them tightly, pushing me further over the edge. My breathing had turned into shallow gasps. My leggings were soaked through and I hadn't put on underwear that morning. I forgot about where we were for a brief moment in time before my release.
Intense spasms rocked through my body, making me close my eyes feeling the warmth spread. I looked back at Aaron, a blush coloring my cheeks, "I think we should get back" before sliding past his muscular form. He grabs my hand pulling me back into a passionate kiss. I broke away first and started walking, not daring to look back.
