Filthy (A Stepbrother Romance) #1(23)

“He isn’t even worth it. We both know that, so don’t waste your time on him. You don’t need to be getting kicked out of school.” I tried to be the light at the end of the tunnel. I truthfully did, but I knew if Donovan had started this argument Talon would be the one to finish it.

“Go on.” Donovan pushed back against Talon. “Listen to her,” he sneered at me, and his friends laughed along as if he had said something funny.

“We all know you’re a f*cking prick and that I wouldn’t have slept with you even if I was sober, so shut the f*ck up!” I jumped in without thought, defending Talon. It was as if my body knew just what to say and do to protect him.

“You’re lucky she is here.” Talon’s eyes were so dark, the muscles in his body tense. My eyes lingered on his tight blue shirt and his low riding blue jeans. My mouth was watering as I thought about all the ways he had taken me this past weekend. He kept his promise of taking me and christening all the different rooms in the house as our own, and now I wanted to f*ck him again. I most definitely wasn’t ready for any of that right now.

“Or what, pretty boy?” Donovan taunted. I was done playing nice. I couldn’t handle the tension in the air. It was consuming, suffocating.

“Or I will file charges against you. I have witnesses, Donovan. I’m not afraid of you or any of your stupid friends. Let it be, leave Talon and me alone, or I will do it. So help me God,” I threatened. Talon’s fist loosened and slowly it turned into him holding my hand.

Fear mixed with anger covered Donovan’s face. His mouth opened and then closed as if he wanted to say something. I stood still all but tapping my foot against the ground waiting for him to walk the hell away.

“I’m out of here.” Donovan’s words were rushed as he scurried from the library, his cronies following right behind him. I could see Talon watching me out of the corner of his eye. He had a couple of friends with him I hadn’t met yet, but he didn’t seem to care about them now that I was here. He waved them on without a comment, his eyes still locked on mine.

“What are you doing here?” his words were velvety soft. This was the side of Talon no one else got to see. He held my hand and rubbed his thumb across my cheek. I wanted to grab him and take him into the nearest open study room.

“I’m with my lab partner Mallory. We heard you all the way from over there.” I pointed over his shoulder. There had been a lot of people that got up from there seats to look over here and see what was going on.

“Do you have maybe five minutes?” He was giving me a lustful look, one that mirrored my own.

“I have ten if you really need it.” I winked, gripping his hand tightly in my own. I pulled him toward the study rooms, hoping and praying that there was one open. The little rooms were soundproof and used for studying purposes only. Except today: today they would be used for f*cking purposes.

“I think…” Talon went to speak just as I tried one of the handles. The handle jiggled as if it was locked so I went to the next. I crossed my toes when I turned and gripped it and it opened.

“Huh?” I asked remembering he had said something.

“Nothing, baby, nothing at all,” he whispered against my lips as he closed the door. Darkness surrounded us, still I felt safe in secure in Talon’s arms.

“I want you,” I purred, breathing in his scent. His touch against my skin did crazy things to my mind.

“I know, I can hear it in your heart beat. Feel it your words and the way you react to my touch. You bend into me. When I move, you move. Magnets of emotion and love.” I had never heard him say the word love, and it shocked me. I was an ice block for a moment.

“I…” I couldn’t get the words out fast enough. Talon was on me like a lion on his prey. His lips crashed into mine devouring me like he hadn’t been able to kiss me for days. I could feel his hands against my skin, skimming over every piece of flesh. My nipples pebbled as soon as he pulled the front of my dress down, the cold air of the room whipping against my skin.

“I want to f*ck you. I truly do, Mia,” he spoke as his lips descended over my neck and down my chest taking one of my nipples into his mouth. “But we can’t. Not because I don’t want to, but because I know for a fact you’re still sore.” His hand ran between my legs and even though I wanted him a whimper left my lips. “See.” I could feel him smile against my breast.

“I need something though, so do you. I can tell.” I was irritated. If he had let me lead us to this room and he didn’t intend on giving me my release I was going to be a little bit more than pissed.

“Calm down, dirty girl,” Talon exclaimed, pushing me back against a table. The air seemed to leave my lungs for a second.

Neither of us could see, but who needed to see when you didn’t plan on speaking with your lips. No, we planned on speaking with our bodies.

Talon lifted the bottom of dress, pushing my flimsy thong to the side. “You’re practically wearing no f*cking undies.” I could hear the anger in his voice, and it turned me on more.

“Yeah, in case something like this happened,” I teased. I could feel his palm against my *. I was more than wet for him.

“You dirty f*cking girl,” he hissed out right before he placed a kiss on the inside of each thigh. Anticipation filled my belly, almost boiling over. Ahh. The things that Talon f*ckin’ Reed could do with his tongue, fingers, and cock. I was f*cking dead the second I came at his will. Under his control and spell.