Page 10 of All Hallows' Haunt
“Sienna,” I assured her, bringing her back to me. I said her name like it was a promise—that she was meant to be here with me.
“Are we going to actually…”
“I’m trying very hard to get us there,” I teased, running my nose along hers. “Loser or lover, sly Little Fox?” My tongue traced over her parted lips. “Who am I to you tonight?”
Sienna looked up from my chest, and her eyes bounced between mine as she searched. She looked to my mouth, and a smirk pulled at the corners.
Say it. Say it.
“Lover,” she hesitated. A scream cut through the drywall as more people ran through. My focus didn’t move from her. “I could let you love me for one night,” she murmured, looking up at me through her thick lashes. The icy blue thawed to gentle steel, and with that, I was hers—even beyond tonight.
I drew her face in, claiming her kisses as mine.And only mine.A throaty groan escaped at the thought of anyone else touching her, kissing her,lovingher. She sighed softly as her mouth parted, and my tongue moved around hers as I bent down and grabbed her hips. I lifted her off the floor and planted her ass on top of the desk. She parted her legs, and I stepped closer. My cock pressed firmly against her, and she locked her ankles at my back. I squeezed my fingers into her waist as she held me closer.
Inside. Inside. Inside.
It dawned on me that I didn’t have my wallet with me.
“Sienna,” I started.
“Yes?”
“I won’t do anything you don’t want to. But I have to tell you,” I confessed before stealing another kiss. “I don’t have my wallet.”
“Are you wanting to show me your ID?” The sass was thick, and I snorted a laugh.
“No, I don’t have my wallet. Which means I left behind a condom.” My fingers slipped under her shirt and grazed her soft skin.
“Guys still carry condoms in their wallets?” Her tone wasn’t judgmental, but I didn’t know how to take that statement.
“I mean, guys who care about their partners keep them accessible however possible. Just, unfortunately for us…,” I trailed off.
“Go without it.”
“What?” I asked in shock, pulling back and looking at her.
“Do you get tested regularly?” she asked, and I nodded. “I do too. So, what’s the issue with a one-off?”
A one-off.
Part of me wanted to agree immediately, but the other part locked in on the fact that if we did this, I wouldn’t want it to be a one-off. I’d want her all the time, every day. She weaved herself into my very being with a simple kiss. If I had all of her, I wouldneedall of her.
“Everett?” Her sweet voice cut through my musings, and I refocused on her messy face. My fingers ran between her skin and waistband. I tugged the fabric over her hips. At my hint of intention, she kicked off her shoes, and I finished removing the soft leggings.
Her eyes flicked over my shoulder and toward the door.
“It’s bolted,” I assured her. More screams pressed through the drywall. “No one’s going to pay attention to more screaming.” My grin was full of mischief as she sat half-naked in front of me. I ran my hand from her ankle and up her calf—stopping behind her knee.
I stood fully and took the bottom of her sweatshirt in my hands. She raised her arms above her head and let me strip her nearly bare. The bra remaining was lacy and bloodred—the same color as the makeup on her face tonight. Sienna started to cross her arms, but I grabbed her wrists.
“Ever—”
“Another question,” I interrupted, turning her wrists up and kissing them softly. Whatever question she wanted to ask would’ve derailed this train. “What’s your birth control situation?” She laughed like it was unexpected.
“Yeah. I mean, I’m on it, that is.”
“Preferred safeword?”
“Uh.” She started to blush, and her fingers twitched to hide her face. “I don’t really have apreferredword.”
