It felt too good; being in her mouth, feeling her tongue swirl around me, over me.
Swearing again, I pulled her away and flipped her onto her back. She panted as I gripped her hips and positioned myself at her entrance. She squirmed, trying to get us all lined up.
Fuck, it was hot when she was like that.
I wanted to tease her but watching her try to get me inside her drove me crazy. She gripped around the top of my back and pulled me forwards. I entered her slowly and shuddered as her walls clenched, pulling me deeper.
Her mouth fell open and eyes dilated. Thank fuck because there was no way I could hold off that long. She moved with me, raising her hips at the same desperate pace to meet mine. I wanted it to be slow and take our time, and even though we’d had sex not long ago, it still felt like ages and we both needed it just like this.
Lowering myself, I scooped her into my arms, burying my head in her neck and slammed into her with such force we moved up the bed. She gasped, wrapped her legs around me and bit down on my shoulder.
Her orgasm came fast and hard and she gripped me so tight I had a hard time moving. But it was the way she cried out, incoherently saying my name that had me following suit seconds later.
I rolled over and brought her with me. She hummed and I felt her breathing grow heavier as soon as she got comfortable lying on my chest.
It took me a minute to realise what we’d done and I hated myself instantly. I felt sick at the thought of putting her through another pregnancy test. We hadn’t used a condom.
“Tegan,” I whispered. “We didn’t… use anything.”
She sighed sleepily. “I went on the injection after last time.”
Oh, thank God for that.
I let her sleep for an hour while I watched her breathe in and out and occasionally sigh. She looked so peaceful when she slept. All of the pent up grief, sadness and anger evaporated when she’d drifted off. I wanted that for her all of the time but I knew from first-hand experience that that would never completely leave.
“Hey, you need to wake up,” I whispered in her ear, stroking the bare skin on her back as she laid almost all the way on top of me.
She groaned. “I’m asleep, Kai.”
“Then you sleep talk.”
“Shh,” she mumbled against my chest, giving me goose bumps.
I laughed quietly, not wanting to wake her even though I needed to. “We need to go soon.”
“Fine,” she said, rolling off and opening her eyes enough to glare.
“I’ll go see if I can salvage your clothes.”
The answer was no. The bathroom was a watery mess and our clothes were in soaking piles on the shower floor. She was definitely wearing something of mine. Thankfully, I wasn’t the one that’d have to explain that to her mum.
Tegan was asleep again when I walked back into the bedroom. She was on top of the cover and naked. I could’ve happily let her stay the night while I fought against every urge to touch and taste her. I stroked my fingers over her breasts and down her stomach.
Her eyes flicked open and she smirked right as I got to her hip.
“I don’t want to go home,” she said breathlessly.
“Me neither but you need to pack for tomorrow.”
“I know. Fine. Am I going to need to borrow your clothes?”
Grinning like a Cheshire cat, I nodded.
Chapter Fifty-Two
Tegan
I found Mum and Ava in the kitchen whispering to each other. They stopped as soon as they saw me. Wow, not at all obvious.
“Hi, honey, did you have a nice time?” she asked. She was hiding something. “Another water fight?” Her eyes scanned over my damp hair.
I twirled a damp lock around my finger. “Uh, yeah.” Sort of anyway. “So, what’s going on?” They exchanged a look and I could tell they were seconds from trying to convince me nothing was happening. “I’m not an idiot so please just spit it out.”
“Nothing’s going on. We spoke to Emily today and apparently Lucas isn’t doing so well,” she said. Not doing so well. It was his fucking fault! “He’s been out racing a lot and…” She stopped talking. Why? “And he misses you.”
No way was that it. There was more to it. She wasn’t just going to say he missed me. Screwing around with girls was probably more like it. Not that I could say much after tonight, though.
“Tegan, are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?” Ava asked.
“No, thanks. I’m gonna go to bed. Night,” I said and walked out of the room.
I missed Lucas but I wasn’t going to mope around. He wouldn’t have ended it if he didn’t want to, no matter what crap he spouted to not make himself look like the bad guy. I’d have preferred him to just tell me he wasn’t into us anymore.
The thought of him with another girl, or girls, hurt but I’d have to deal with that. It wasn’t as if I’d pledged my allegiance to the celibacy club either. I didn’t feel guilty for what happened with Kai. I was single. Fuck Lucas Daniels.