Page 12 of The Stone Initiation
The ticket wasn’t just a ticket, it had a list of instructions on it too. Instructions that told me to pack an overnight bag with essentials and a change of clothes. That took me ten minutes. The instructions also said I had to leave my mobile phone behind.
I tugged it out of my pocket and stared at the four missed calls from Levi, and the knots in my belly tightened.
Derek moaned softly from the shadowy corner of my room. He’d stuck around as if sensing my agitation.
“Unnng arghh?”
“I don’t know what they’ll do.”
“Mmmmg hugh argh usss?”
“No idea where the academy is. The location is secret.”
He was silent then moaned softly, words that made my heart ache.
“I’m sorry Derek. I have to do this. I’ve got to go. But I’ll try to come back for you if I can. I swear it. In the meantime, Ralph has a closet you can bunk in, or stay here if you want. The place is yours while I’m gone.”
He groaned and then dissipated leaving me riddled with guilt.
My phone rang. Levi again.
I owed him answers. I owed him some closure. I took a deep breath and answered the call. “Hey…”
“Cameron, fucking hell. Are you all right?”
“I’m…Can I see you?”
He was silent for a long beat. “Do you even have to ask?”
“I’ll be there in thirty minutes.”
* * *
I suckedon Levi’s bottom lip, fisting his hair and yanking his head to the side so I could get to his manly throat. He groaned as I sucked on his skin, hard enough to leave a mark.
This was bad.
This was wrong.
I hadn’t come here for this, but I needed it. I needed this one last time with him before it was over.
“Fuck, princess…you make me so hard.”
I hadn’t wasted any time once I’d gotten here, stripping down in seconds, and climbing onto his delectable body. He was all dips and valleys of beautifully carved muscle.
Fuck talking. Fuck the breakup and the lies. He was mine for a little while longer.
His cock slid between my folds, throbbing and eager to be inside, but I wanted to play first. Nip, lick, and suck.
He groaned. “Harder, princess. Do it harder.”
I bit down on his shoulder and sucked, making him swell further.
I wanted to ride him. I rose and adjusted my hips, widening my thighs so that his cock rubbed against my clit, sliding back and forth to leave me panting.
He watched me, lids heavy with desire, fingers digging into my thighs. “Fuck, yes, fuck. I need inside you. Now.”
I took him deep, sinking down with a groan of satisfaction. We rocked together for a moment, adjusting, building the tempo.
