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I want to stay like this forever. Merged with him. Part of each other. Consumed by an attraction that has never faded.

My orgasm builds, washing over me in waves I feel right down to my toes. I don’t stop riding him, and his thrusts drive the pleasure higher and higher, until curses tumble from his lips as he finds his own release. I bend forward, kissing him hungrily as his cock pulses inside me, his cum filling me up. I grind against him, greedily, wanting every last drop.

The need to tell him how I feel tugs at me, but the fear of ruining the moment keeps me silent. Instead, I keep my mouth busy, sucking on his lips, his throat, his shoulders, while he strips me of my dress and underwear.

It’s as though words don’t exist. We communicate through caresses, sighs, and the pleasure of our bodies. We’re wanton creatures, needing each other like we need the air to breathe.

He takes me over and over—beneath me, above me, from behind—until we’re both too spent to even attempt another round.

Satisfied and exhausted, I cuddle up against his chest. The night is too close to being over. Our time at Churchill Bradley Academy is coming to a close. I don’t want to think about tomorrow.

All I want to do is seek pleasure in Eli and pretend we will stay like this forever, without having to worry about the real world.

Chapter 104

Eli

I leave Arabella sleeping in my bed, dress in sweats and a t-shirt, and slip out of the room. It’s still early, and we’ve only been asleep for a couple of hours. But I’m restless. It’s our last day at the school today, there’s the prom this evening, and then we’re all out of here tomorrow.

I’m not sure what the future holds. We need to talk, but I think it’s best done away from a place that holds so many tainted memories for us both.

I walk through the silent grounds. The sun is on the cusp of the horizon, and there’s a slight ground mist which gives the entire area an almost otherworldly feel. I can easily imagine fairies dancing amongst the trees, maybe a dragon curled around one of the turrets of the main building, even werewolves creeping through the grass.

My lips twitch at the imagery. It reminds me of the mural I’d done for the Halloween party all those years ago. I wonder if that’s still in the art room. My head swings toward the building where the room is located. Maybe I’ll check later. First, I want to go for a run, see if I can clear my head, and make a plan for how I should approach Arabella once we’re away from this place.

I push in my earbuds and hit play on my music. ‘Darkside’ by Grandson fills my ears. I set off, veering through the trees, taking the path I’d spent so many years jogging along every day during my teen years.

I stop when I reach the bench to take a drink and stretch, and then continue, following a circuit around the edge of the cemetery, avoiding the chapel and out through the trees on the other side of the school. When I return to the main grounds, people are coming out of the dorm buildings, greeting each other in low voices and heading toward the cafeteria for their morning caffeine boost. I consider doing the same, but I’m not in the mood for people.

Instead, I pull out my cell and send Arabella a text.

Me: I’ve got a few things to do this morning. I’ll pick you up at seven to take you to the prom. I hope you slept well.

I shove it back into my pocket and walk over to the parking lot.

“Hey, Eli!” The shout makes me stop and turn.

Jace is jogging toward me. I wait for him to reach me. He stops and pushes a hand through his hair, and his eyes move past me and fasten on Kellan’s car.

“I can’t believe they just left it here.”

“I’m having it picked up today and taken back home.”

“Are you going to get it restored or sell it?”

“I’ll restore it myself.” I turn and walk over to the car, running my hand over the body.

“I really am sorry, Eli. For everything.”

I shrug. “It’s in the past.” And, for once, I believe the words. “But maybe you should apologize to Arabella for breaking into her room and tying her up.”

He has the grace to look ashamed. “I look back at that time and wonder what the fuck we were thinking. How did we think our behavior was okay?”

“We were kids, and we were fucking stupid. You don’t have the monopoly on fucked up decisions back then. We can’t change the past, but we can sure as fuck make sure we don’t repeat our mistakes now.”

I take out my car keys. “I’m heading into town. I was supposed to pick up a suit for the prom yesterday but got distracted by other things.” I hesitate … Fuck it. “Want to come for a ride?”

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