Page 15 of All Hallows' Hex
“I want to make you come again,” I admitted between kisses.
“Yes.” Her reply was soft and breathy against my lips and wetness pooled between my thighs.
Fuck me.I looked down, moving the skirt of her dress and sliding her lacy underwear to the side. Her lips brushed my neck as she worked kisses up and down its length. I dropped my head back, moaning as I slid my fingers inside her. She was soaked and ready, but I couldn’t do nearly half the shit I wanted to back here.
Her teeth grazed my skin as I brushed her sensitive spot and circled her clit with my thumb. She gave up on her musings, rocking and riding my hand as her head rested on my shoulder. I kissed her forehead, feeling her tighten around my fingers.
Her chest rose with each deep, shuttering breath and her fingers dug into the cushion of my seat as her thighs quivered.
“Lanie,” she whined. It was beautiful to hear as she arched into my touch. Her hips rolled in time with the stroke of fingers. I looked down at her and the roundest, bluest eyes watched me. Aimee’s pupils were blown as her lids got heavy. “Yes, yes, yes,” she cried with each thrust of her hips.
“Look at me,” I instructed as she started to close her eyes. The whimpers escalated as I drew her closer and closer. My pussy ached when I watched her come apart. I desperately needed to come with her.
“Fuck, fuck,fuck!” she screamed, her slick cunt spasming and trembling around me as cum spread over my hand. I brought my fingers to my mouth, savoring her taste as it flooded my senses.
“My dear, you are exquisite.” I rested my forehead against hers, peppering her nose with chaste kisses.
“Your house?” She laughed on a shaky breath.
“My house,” I confirmed before we broke apart and left the park like a bat out of hell.
Epilogue - January 4, 2023
AIMEE
The cold nippedat my fingers as I pushed the heavy metal door of the dorm building open. We were moving in for the spring semester, and it was a little less than chaotic. Familiar faces surrounded me, but I only cared about seeing one person this afternoon.
Aimee: Left the dorms, at the courtyard.
Lane: Just left Monroe’s room. I see you.
I looked up after her response and sure enough, she was bounding around the corner with a giant smile on her face. Her long black hair trailed behind her in the breeze.
“All moved in?” she asked, bouncing on her toes as she watched me.
“I am, thank you for asking. It took some convincing to get my mom to leave the rest to me. A bit of a helicopter that one.” Her energy continued as she leaned in.
“Can I let you in on a secret?”
“A secret?” She bounded behind me, her delicate hands grasping my shoulders firmly and moving me to face the courtyard with bench seat in full view. It was just a standard concrete circular structure with a planter in the center.
“I don’t understand—”
“You will, just wait.” Lanie leaned into me as iconic green hair caught my eye. A man walked across the courtyard, taking a seat on the curved stone.
“Is that . . . Everett?” My voice was whisper, but it dripped with excitement. I knew it was him. He was sitting there plain as day, but I still couldn’t believe it. The metal doors groaned behind me, but I was too fixated to care.
“It is, and you wanna know who I just spotted on the other side?” My eyes widened with shock. It was too good to believe.
“Did our boy find her yet?” The deep voice caught me off guard. I turned, the familiarity sinking in with the presence at my back. Matt stood there, grinning down at me as Elijah moved behind Lanie. They bent down to our heights, crowding us and watching the hopeful reunion of the biggest lovesick idiots I knew. Matt’s large hand covered my head as he swiveled it back to forward-facing.
“Not yet,” Lanie answered. “Sienna’s on the other side, though, and I’ve begged the cosmos to put an end to his mopey ass mood.” I grinned at that sentiment. She cared about Everett, we all knew it, but she was determined to meddle in fate.
Said mopey ass was lying back against the concrete, earbuds in and the world turned off.
“This is agonizing,” Elijah said, caving after only a few minutes.
“I won’t lie. The cold is starting to ruin the magic,” I agreed.
