Page 14 of All Hallows' Haunt
I felt a tug on my arm.
“Why are we running?” She laughed and tried to move faster beside me. I pulled her off the path by the overhanging trees. Her hip popped as she shifted her weight and leaned against the rail. She took in a few deep breaths, and the rising of her chest shifted the strings of her hoodie. “Ev?” I looked up when she called my name, realizing I ignored her question because I was distracted.Again.
“If I get caught then the fun stops.” I stepped forward, pressing my body against hers. I wanted to have her again. I wanted to break her body and devour her. She was perfect, and I wasn’t letting her go. I traced her throat with my fingers. “And you are far too fun to give up.”
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed.
It’s going to look so beautiful when she chokes on my cock later.
I moved my hand to hers, pulling us away before I bent her over the railing. Sienna’s attention flitted between people walking by and rides hanging over the avenue. The lights from food stations and hanging decorations reflected in her eyes like a kaleidoscope. A special universe swirled inside them, and I wanted to be lost to her. A piece to her totality.
“Ev?” Her small voice broke through my thoughts. I blinked and refocused.
“Yes?”
“Where do you go when you get like that?” Her eyebrows furrowed, and her hand squeezed mine. A smile spread on my face, and before I got caught up in her again, I answered.
“You. I get lost in everything I see and feel where you’re concerned.” Her eyebrows rose a fraction. “I can’t get enough of you. Iwon’tget enough. This night will always be too short.” I looked away before her face could fall or she decided to answer. If she wanted to reject me completely, I didn’t want to hear it now. I felt like a prince waiting for the stroke of midnight when everything resumed its meaningless purpose.
I eyed the cotton candy station we initially set out for and tucked Sienna into my side. The line wasn’t terrible, but instead of creating a moment for conversation, I avoided the elephant sitting on our chests and hugged her tight. I squeezed the back of her neck, lightly massaging the tense muscles by the base of her head. A woman struggled with multiple bags of the spun sugar and party prizes before stepping away to eager kids. Sienna sighed against my chest and relaxed into my grip. Her mouth parted, and her eyes closed. A tight grip wrinkled my shirt. I leaned forward, pressing my lips against—
“Next!” the cashier called, breaking our trance just as my lips brushed hers.
Mmm, fuck.
“What flavor, baby?” I asked, opting to kiss her nose instead.
“Blue, please,” she answered, and I chuckled.
“Blue isn’t a flavor, little one.” She rolled her eyes and walked up to the kiosk.
“Hi!” Her voice was fresh and bright.
“What can we get for you guys tonight?” he asked. I stayed back and watched her. I wanted to detail every little thing I could because despite my pleas to the stars, I knew how this would end. Her hip shifted, and she leaned against the low counter.Hmm.
“Cotton candy, please! The all-blue bag!” Her pigtails bounced when she reached up, standing on her tiptoes, to point out the bag she wanted. As I glanced over the row of hanging bags, I saw it was the last all blue left. I pulled out my phone and took the empty space to her side.
“Okay, that’ll be four-seventy-five, ma’am.” Double-clicking the side button, I waved my phone over the terminal. It chimed as the man passed the bag through the window. I clicked the buttons, watching her undo the tie and open the bag.
She pinched off a piece of the blue fluff and stuck her hand in my face. “Thank you,” she said sweetly. Her cheeks were high, teeth on display with her perfectly uneven smile. Bending slightly, I took her fingers between my teeth with care and swiped my tongue through them. The sugar dissolved as I brushed against her skin. She was sweeter.
“You’re welcome,” I said. My thumb traced over her bottom lip, pulling it from between her teeth. “Can I take you somewhere, or do you need to see your friends?”
“You can take me anywhere, Everett.”
Gods above, I’m never going to recover from the way she says my name.
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“So, where are you taking me?”she asked for the third time. Her bag of cotton candy had been eaten by two-thirds, solely at her destruction. Sienna’s mouth turned a subdued shade of blue, bordering purple with the pinkness of her lips.
“I’m still not telling you,” I teased. When we turned the corner, the mirrored attraction came into view. Glancing around the bricked alleyway, I spotted a bench. “I need you to sit there and wait for me.” She squinted her eyes at the cold metal structure, and her lips pursed when she looked back at me.
“Okay, sure. Why not?” She sauntered off away from me and sat on the bench without any fuss. She stuck her hand back in the bag, and I turned my attention back to Mirrors of Horror. I moved fast but controlled my excitement as best I could when I approached the booth.
“Anthony,” I greeted with a whimsical tone. His eyes narrowed and the corner of his mouth lifted.
“Ev, now this is interesting,” he mused as I looked away from his stare and cleared my throat. “What can I help you with?”
