Page 43 of Resurrecting the Enemy
So I gave it to her.
My lips came down on hers and I could taste her cream I had smeared across her lips. Her flavor had me harder than I’d ever been.
I wanted to devour her.
I wanted to brand her.
I wanted all of her.
I didn’t care that she was going to drive me crazy. I didn’t care that she was becoming something beyond obsession. I didn’t care that she was probably going to be my downfall.
The only thing I cared about was that Lake was kissing me back.
She was fucking kissing me back, and my body was on fire for it.
For her.
I broke off the kiss, and as my lips skimmed down the column of her neck, my hand came down before sliding back up underneath the shirt layered beneath her hoodie. I grabbed a handful of tit, and even though it was over her bra, I could still feel the pebbled feel of her hardened nipple, and I wanted nothing more than to wrap my lips around it.
Pulling back, I looked down at her, and I knew it would never been enough. A thousand lifetimes would never be enough. It was on the tip of my tongue to tell her, but I didn’t want her thinking lust was what was making me say these things.
Instead, I did the one thing I’d sworn I wouldn’t. “Forgive me, Lake,” I demanded.
“Ramsey, I…”
Fuck this.
I reached down and grabbed her camera as I laced my fingers in hers and pulled her towards our cars. I was literally pulling her, and she was practically tripping over her feet to keep up. Once we got to our cars, I pulled her towards my Range Rover, setting her camera on the top of my car, my lips coming down on hers again as I had her back up against the driver’s side door. When her arms came around me, it was all I could do not to bust my zipper wide open with the steel pressure behind it. I didn’t know if Lake was a virgin or not, but our first time was going to be anything but gentle, no matter if she was or not.
There was no way I was going to be able to help myself.
I stared down at her and told her the honest-to-God truth. “You should be scared of the things I’m going to do to you.” Her eyes immediately went wide. The haze of her orgasm fading. “I’m going to fucking ruin you, Lake, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
“Why?” she whispered horrified. “Why do you want to do that to me?”
“Because I’m not going down by myself,” I replied.
“What in the hell does that even mean?” she fired back.
“It means…” I slid my hand back down her pants until my fingers were sliding around in her release. “…that if I’m going to be addicted to this sweet tasting pussy of yours, then I’m going to do everything I can to make sure you’re just as addicted to my cock.” I followed up my statement by gathering as much cream as I could on my fingers, pulling them back out of her pants, and licking them clean in front of her.
Lake let out low gasp, but she didn’t stop me when I went for her mouth again. Messing up her ponytail, I slid my hands in her hair, and pulled painfully, holding her in place, as I kissed the fuck out of her. Her hands were fisted in my shirt, but the important thing was that she wasn’t pushing me away.
She was holding onto me.
I went for her neck because there was no way she was driving away from here without a brand. Without my mark on her. If we were going to be going to different schools, well, this was all I could do to cement my claim on her. Any guy looking at her would know she was taken, and they wouldn’t be able to claim ignorance if they approached her.
Dragging her delicate skin between my teeth, I started sucking at the surface, and Lake let out a deep moan that let me know exactly what she thought of my branding.
She wasn’t opposed to it.
And then it all came crashing down when she reached for the button of my jeans and panted, “Okay, so, I have to pay you back, right?”
Talk about a bucket of ice water.
I released her skin from my teeth and pulled back to look down at her. “Are you seriously suggesting that I expect you to jerk me off now?”
Her face turned a bright shade of red, lust evaporating fast. Lake chewed on her lower lip a bit before saying, “No, I wasn’t,” she sighed. “I figured you’d…” Those blue eyes of her slid sideways.
