9. Serena

CHAPTER 9

Serena

" I don't know how I got talked into this, Allie!" I'm pouting out my lips to slick on my favorite red lipgloss with the cherry aftertaste. My hair has been flat-ironed and slicked back in a high ponytail. My eyes are lined with black eyeliner and I'm wearing my very favorite long-sleeved dress in a classy black. It's low cut but not really as bad as some.

It just looks that way because I've got enough boobs for two women at least.

I slip on my high-heeled pumps and stand. "Why exactly am I chaperoning this again? And why am I dressed like this?"

I glare down Allie but she just giggles. "You'll see. But really you should dress like this more often. You'd have men eating out of the palm of your hand."

"I'm not looking for something like that."

"Like what?"

"So serious and unhappy."

She sighs. "Love doesn't make you unhappy, Serena. If it's the right person."

I huff. "Well, I don't know how to tell the difference so I'd rather just leave it at that. I don't need the hassle."

"It's not a hassle. Look at me and Ray." Ray's dark head pops up and he stares at Allie.

"What's up, babe? How are you feeling?"

She rubs her tiny baby bump. "We're doing good, Ray. Relax. Your little seed is growing quite well."

I choke on a snort. "Wow."

Ray grins at both of us. "Wow, indeed. I told you I'd get you knocked up, baby."

She puffs out her lips and then plants her hands on her wide hips. "You're not supposed to say that anymore, Ray. It's rude."

He shrugs but keeps an eye on her as he stands up. "I've got to go in to work. I guess I'll catch you later."

"Bye, Ray." I groan as the two of them lock lips like they've been apart for six years. Then Ray waves and walks out.

"You guys are awful."

Allie grins. "Nope. This is the life."

It surprises me that a tiny niggle of jealousy rolls over me. I don't need or want a partner.

So I just need to keep reminding myself of that. No matter what Lucian does.

"Are we ready?" Allie dances over to the door and laughs. "Have fun tonight!"

"I'm gonna get you for suckering me into this." My glare and growl don't even phase her. She just grins and waves Seth and I out the door.

It doesn't take me long to get to the school and when we walk in the gym, Seth immediately waves at his little friend, Connie. He's wearing a suit and tie and Connie grins at him, high-fiving him.

I grin at Connie who's wearing a sparkly dress with puffy sleeves and a fluttering skirt that has a tulle underskirt like a ballet tutu. She looks adorable.

"You look so cute, honey."

"I wanted to look like a dancer." My heart trips up and I can't stop smiling even with the spurt of tears to my eyes.

"Well, it looks really sweet on you."

"You look pretty damn good too, Rena!" I whirl around and it feels like the whole room comes to a standstill when I see Lucian. I don't hear anyone else, don't see anyone else.

He's wearing a fitted button-down shirt in a soft green color that makes his whiskey eyes glow with a hazel light. His black dress pants are fitted to his thick thighs and his slim waist. His jaw is like granite, his full mouth working as he eyes me up and down. "Damn you look good enough to eat."

I glare at him. The kids giggle and take off running to the corner where the usual fruit punch is being served. "You shouldn't say that kind of stuff in front of the kids."

"You shouldn't look so good then."

My whole body lights up and electricity sizzles over my nerves when he reaches out and pulls me over to him. I wish to heaven I wanted to run away from him but I don't. We've been dancing around each other all week.

Hell, we've been dancing around our feelings all of our lives. And I don't know if I can keep it up.

Last night I dreamt about him. My hands were running up and down all those muscles and he groaned in my ear. Shivers danced on my skin and I couldn't stop touching him. Didn't want to.

His big hands caressed my jaw as he pulled me in for a toe-curling kiss. I couldn't breathe and when my hands tugged at his clothes, it was like they just fell away.

His rigid cock jutted out, his stomach muscles tight with control. I ducked my head and then dropped to my knees, my mouth closing over the velvet head of his shaft. I moaned around the taste and smell of him and he groaned and wrapped his hands around my hair, tugging it as tight as possible until he controlled every move of my head as I bobbed up and down on his thick shaft.

I can still hear his moans in my ears as my face reddens.

"I would love to know what you're thinking, sweetheart," he leans over and whispers in my ear.

A red tide washes all over my face and down my body. "None of your business."

I stalk off and try to ignore his chuckle.

For the rest of the night, I can feel his eyes on me. Right up until the last slow song of the night.

Then I don't see him until I turn around and find him behind me, holding out his hand. "Dance with me, Rena."

It's not a question and I find that I don't want to tell him no. My whole body cries out to be held in his arms again. To know what it feels like to be near him again.

I step up and he leads me to the floor, my hand in his. I shiver and his arms close around me, holding me tightly to his muscular chest. I close my eyes, the scent of him surrounding me. His hips rub against my belly and I feel the hard ridge of his erection pressed against me. My heart beats out of control and I look up at him as the song plays on. His deep brown eyes burn with a wicked, golden glint that fires up the heat scorching my lower belly.

"Rena?" he whispers my name and all of a sudden I want nothing more than to lose myself in all these old and new feelings. I open my lips and he dances us over to a dark corner where I would normally be on patrol for kids goofing around.

This time it's me as he leans down and his mouth takes mine, claims mine. His tongue pushes inside as I open my mouth, giving in to the wicked temptations that has pushed at me since the first time I saw him again.

His hands dance around until he's slipped his fingers up, pulling my dress up as well.

I huff out a moan and he growls under his breath.

"Nobody else gets to hear those sounds, Rena. You're mine. You've always been mine and you always will be. I'm not letting you get away again."

My head is spinning and I can't think straight. He grabs my arm and drags me out of the gym and down the hall to the janitor's closet and opens the door, shoving me inside. His big body follows me inside, taking up every last little bit of space and pushing me up against a wall along the side.

His hands, strong and tanned, come up and surround my face, holding me gently. His eyes search the dark and he groans. "So damn pretty. Like my own dirty little angel. I want to relive every damn fantasy I've had of you since you left."

I can't say I'm against that.

My mouth opens up and I want to relive my own damn fantasy. I drop to my knees and my fingers fumble in the dark with his belt and zipper until I can reach inside the soft fabric and my hand wraps around the thick, swollen length of him, exposing him to my greedy gaze.

"Damn, you're so hot when you do that," he gasps, his eyes locked on me.

I run my tongue along the length of him and groan when his taste and the scent of him, spicy and sweet bursts across my tongue. He growls under his breath and his hands tangle in my hair, holding my head steady.

"You want to lick me like a popsicle, sweetheart? I want that too. Take me, baby. Take me all the way back in that gorgeous mouth of yours. I want to feel you suck me dry, baby."

My eyes water as I suck him down as much as I can, my fingers straining to wrap around his thickness. He grunts and between my mouth and my fingers I can feel his dick grow, thickening even more.

I can feel him jerk in my mouth and that wakes him up. "Oh hell no! I've waited years for that sweet pussy of yours. The first time I come is not gonna be in your mouth."

He yanks me off and I growl, annoyed. He chuckles. "Such a fiery little thing. I swear you're sexier than you ever were! Jump!" I jump up and he grasps my thighs, holding me steady with one hand as he rips off my panties in one quick yank.

I feel the heavy heat of him pressed against me and he groans. "I can't stop this. I need you!"

"Fuck me, Luke!"

He growls even louder and I feel his cock line up with my slit as both of us lose the last vestiges of our control. With one quick thrust, I gasp and he's balls-deep and both of us groan in ecstasy.

"Oh fuck, I love you, Rena! I've always loved you."

"Not now, Luke! Fuck me!" He grunts and then his hands pull me up and down his shaft as I grind my hips into him.

"I'm so full. You're so big!"

He chuckles. "You are very good for my ego, sweetheart."

"Harder!" I yell and he pulls me around until I'm slammed into the wall and the shelves rattle as he thrusts, hard and fast.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I scream it to the rafters as my body flutters around the thick, hard length of him. I feel his length jerk inside me one, two, three, four times. And then he stills and his body covers me, pushing me into the wall as he empties inside me, his dick jerking a few times until his release is dripping down my legs and making a mess out of my thighs.

He rests against me and both of us drape across the wall, needing it to hold us up.