Veiled Innocence (18 page)

“See you tomorrow, Mr. McKendrick.”

I returned the gesture and shoved my other hand in my pocket.

“Yes, you will,” I replied as my eyes met Addison’s, and I couldn’t help but add, “Make sure you do your homework tonight. Only a few days left, and I want that report on my desk Friday.”

“I know, I know. The Boleyn chick.”

“That’d be her.”

Brandon grabbed his bag, which was resting by Addison on the hood of her car, and kissed her cheek. My teeth clenched as I unlocked my door and climbed inside.

I started the truck and looked out my windshield to see Brandon driving away. That’s when I let my eyes find Addison’s.

She was sitting in her car and when I pulled out of my spot, I heard her car turn over.

Yes
, I thought as I drove out on to the street.

This time
you
follow
me.

* * *

I made sure to let several other cars leave ahead of me before I turned and followed.

After navigating the streets and weaving through traffic, he entered the highway. I was curious where he was taking us. I knew it had to be somewhere private since there was no way we could be out in public. He exited the off ramp and I followed closer now that we were away from the school.

Around fifteen minutes later, we turned down a dirt road and drove in a mile or so before he stopped at an old gate. Opening the truck door, he jumped down and came for me. Running a hand through his hair, he began striding my way as the wind caught his shirt, molding it to all of his muscles.

The man was hotter than hell, and nowhere in sight was my history teacher.

This was
all
Grayson.

His eyes stayed on me as he braced a hand on the roof of my car and indicated I should wind my window down. Once it was lowered, he rested his forearms on the door so our faces were only inches apart.

“Park the car, Addison.”

“Park it?”

“Yes,” he replied, his voice velvety and commanding. “Do you remember what I found you doing the first time you parked in front of my house?”

He was driving me crazy, and he knew it.

“Yes.”

“I want you do that again, here. Just for me.”

It shouldn’t have been any different than the time I’d done this in front of him in the classroom, but as he leaned in the window and his tongue tasted my bottom lip, I suddenly felt nervous.

This
was
different.

Unlike those other times, here he held the upper hand, and he knew it.

“Right hand on the steering wheel, left hand inside your panties, and your eyes, those beautiful fucking eyes—keep them on me the entire time.”

I pulled the keys from the ignition. Bringing them up between us, I dangled them on my finger and when he took them, the side of my mouth curved.

“I don’t want them back until I’m so satisfied I can barely walk.”

As I unzipped my jeans and placed my hand on the steering wheel, something primal flashed in his eyes as he promised, “By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be lucky if you have the strength to crawl.”

Reaching for me, he took my chin and turned my face to him.

“Are you ready for that?”

I brought my left hand to his mouth so he could suck my fingers, and I felt my core clench and throb as I lowered them down into my jeans.

My lips parted on a sigh as my fingers slipped inside me, and I asked, “Are you?”

He looked to where my hand disappeared into my jeans and uttered two words that signaled the time for talking was over.
“Fuck yes.”

With that, he opened the driver’s side door to my car.
 

Chapter Seventeen

Past…

As I pulled open the car door, I caught the way Addison’s chest heaved with every breath she took, and my cock stiffened. I was sick and tired of worrying about every fucking move I made, and right now I ordered myself to stop.

She was seated in her car with the belt still fastened. Her hand clasped the steering wheel and the other was down her jeans. As she turned her head on the headrest and her eyes found mine, she looked exactly like I pictured she would—a fucking bad girl.

“You like this, don’t you? Me watching you?”

“
Yes
,” she replied. “You do too.”

“I definitely have no complaints.”

It was clear she knew exactly how to touch herself as a throaty moan emerged. I couldn’t help what I did next any more than I could help the need to breathe.

I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants then shoved my hand inside and wrapped it around my hard cock.

“Show me,” she said in a voice laced with arousal.

“A little demanding, aren’t we?”

“You want to show me as much as I want to see.”

I stroked her chin, needing to touch her in some way. Addison seemed to have a gravitational force surrounding her, and she continued to pull me in with her curvy fucking body and brazenly dirty mouth.

In the back of my mind, I’d known this would happen when I opened her car door, but for her to want it too?
That
I hadn’t expected.

Knowing how shaky my resolve was, I firmly told her, “No touching.”

Her eyes locked with mine and the question screaming from them was,
why
? Instead of answering, because I didn’t have a reason that made sense, I swooped down inside the car, placed my own hand on the wheel and took her mouth with mine. I speared my tongue between her lips, and when she moaned into my mouth, I felt her entire body arch forward.

I tore my lips from hers and reiterated, “No touching.”

She continued writhing in her seat. “
Okay
, no touching. Show me.”

I brushed my thumb along her wet bottom lip and pushed my pants apart to release my stiff cock. Her eyes focused on my erection and I dipped my index finger into her mouth. As she began to suck me, her hips lifted, and she fucked herself harder.

Her knuckles were white as she held the wheel, and when I pushed a second finger between her lips she took to it as if she knew exactly what I wanted. Finally, when I had to touch myself or fucking die, I pulled my fingers free from her mouth and smeared the pearly drop of pre-come down my impatient cock.

I braced myself against the side of her car as I began to stroke my erection only inches away from her. While she watched me, her fingers slid in and out of her body, and it didn’t take me long. I could feel my climax clawing at me as my balls tightened, and my muscles tensed.

However, it wasn’t until she whispered, “I want to taste,” that I moved like lightning, leaning into the car to unbuckle her.

She was breathtaking. She was beautiful. I was in so fucking deep with her that no one could save me now.

* * *

I was so close to coming I was shaking, until he moved and took a step back.

“Come on, Addison. Get out of the car.”

I couldn’t believe he’d
stopped
, but he had and now he wanted me to. His voice was hoarse as I reluctantly zipped my jeans.

What was going on? Had I done something wrong?

Climbing out, I noticed him righting his own clothes and felt my entire body react. He walked to me, cupped my face and took my mouth.

The kiss was full of heat and sex, and as his tongue rubbed over mine, I moaned at the contact. One of his hands wrapped around my waist as his other tightened in my hair, and I reciprocated by brushing my palm over what had to be a painfully hard erection.

“Damn you,” he admonished. “
This,
what we’re doing? It won’t end well, it can’t.”

I touched his face, running my fingertips over his cheekbones. “It doesn’t have to end at all. I’d never hurt you.”

With his forehead resting against my own, he shook his head, our noses gently brushing against the other. “
You
are not the person who worries me.”

“Then who?”

“Everyone
else
!” he stressed as he released me and turned away. “
Fuck,
Addison! You’re not stupid or naive. This is wrong!”

“
No
. This is the only thing that’s right,” I tried to explain as I stepped behind him, feeling my desperation to get through to him riding me. Touching his back, I confided softly, “You’re the first person who sees me.”

He let out a scoff and spun around.

“No one will care. Don’t you get it? No one will even stop to ask as they haul my ass away. This is
illegal
. Do you understand that?”

“Of course I understand that! I’m not a fucking idiot.” Pointing a finger at him, I asked, “Why are you here, then?”

He pushed his fingers through his hair in frustration, and as the words “Sometimes I have no idea” left his mouth, my anger blindsided me.

I felt the sudden urge to get away from him, so I ran.

I had no idea where I was going, but as I sprinted past the gate his truck was parked in front of, all I knew was that I needed to get away.

I ran out into the field and made my way through the waist-length wildflowers. Miles of them spread out and surrounded me as I continued through the meadow. I could feel my muscles kicking in as if I was on the track, and my breathing found a rhythm.

I was in the middle of nowhere, all alone
. Not something new—not by a long shot.

My feet pounded across the soft grass as I became aware of the sounds around me. The birds chirping in the trees, the wind whistling through the branches, and then...the distant footfalls of someone chasing me down.

Grayson
.

Feeling my competitive nature kick in, I pushed harder, my legs picking up the pace as I weaved and zigzagged my way through the open space. The adrenaline that coursed through me was heightened by the irritation I felt from his response.

I dashed to the left and heard the crunch of a branch as he closed in on me. I kept running until a firm hand snagged my arm and pulled me around. It happened so fast I lost my footing, and we tumbled down onto the grass beneath us.

Landing with a thud, I grunted at the weight of him on top of me, and I thrashed around under him until he took my arms and pinned them by my head.

“Addison, calm down.”

“Fuck you and your I don’t knows!” I shouted back and bucked my hips up under him. Freeing one of my hands, I brought it up to slap him and caught his cheek. With a grimace, he recaptured my wrist and pinned it again, and this time when he put his weight over me, I felt
all
of him.

“Stop fucking hitting me, or I swear you will not like the consequences.”

His eyes blazed at me as his hair fell down and concealed our faces from the world.

“Let me go.”

Tightening his grip on my wrist, he hissed, “
Not
if you’re going to slap me.”

“I won’t.”

With a skeptical look on his face, he asked quietly, “Promise?”

Promising nothing, I told him again, “Let. Me. Go.”

He released my arms cautiously, and I pushed my hands into his hair. Pulling him down, I pressed my eager mouth to his, and when his tongue slid passed my lips, I whimpered and bowed up against him.

As I spread my legs, I marveled at the way his body fit naturally with mine. One of his hands slid down my thigh to my knee and hitched it up over his waist, causing me to gasp and rub myself against him.

“Grayson…” I panted as he lifted his mouth.

“
Yes
,” was the only word that escaped him as he smoothed my hair away from my face.

“Don’t stop this time.”

He pulled back to kneel beside me, and the struggle on his face was evident—but so was the desire. He undid his pants and I unzipped my jeans, kicking my way out of them. I peeled my thong down and watched as he slid his wallet from his pocket.

“Thought you’d need one of those?”

He brought the silver packet to his mouth and gave me a look that was almost feral before ripping it open and rolling the condom on. I trembled with need as he crawled between my naked thighs and lined up the head of his cock with my aching pussy.

“Oh, fuck
yes
,” he cursed as he pushed inside me. “I was hoping, Addison.
God,
I was hoping. I can’t stop thinking about you. About this, even if it’s wrong.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist and ran my hand through his hair, holding it away from his angular face. “How can
this
be wrong?” 

He closed his eyes as if it would help before nuzzling in against my neck. His teeth found my skin, and as he bit my shoulder gently, he pushed his hips to mine, thrusting his cock deeper inside me as I cried out.

He had no answers, and as he began to move over me, neither did I.

* * *

She was picture-perfect.

As she lay there in the grass with her hair spread out all around her, Addison seemed untouchable—but I was touching her, and I knew I’d eventually pay the price.

When I was chasing her, I’d had one thing in mind—catch her and make her mine. Now here she was underneath me—
mine for this moment in time
.

I rose up over her, placing my forearms by her head and touched the strands of hair tangled in the flowers and grass.

She resembled a goddess, but as her body tightened around my cock and her mouth parted on a sob, I knew how human she was.

Curling my fingers into the grass and soil beneath us, I continued to move inside her. My cock slid deep as I rolled my hips and then slowly pulled away, drawing out the pleasure before she begged and pleaded for me to do it
again
.

Her fingers were digging into my ass, her nails no doubt leaving marks in my cheeks as she pulled me closer between her firm thighs.

“
Oh,
God,” she moaned. Her lips were on my jaw, kissing and licking their way to my ear, where she sucked my lobe and told me, “
Harder
. I want it harder.”