Chapter 91

Justin woke to the gentle swaying of the train, but kept his eyes closed. He groaned and fisted his throbbing cock a few times. The cold shower hadn’t helped last night, and the image of Anna’s naked breasts just wouldn’t leave his mind.

He wasn’t one for meaningless sex... most of the time. He much preferred making love to a girl than just screwing her up against the wall and saying goodbye. Hell, he’d even developed feelings for Travis after spending so much time with him, but they both agreed it wasn’t what either of them wanted long term. It had made their “relationship” easier, though. He was gonna miss Travis.

They’d briefly discussed Travis joining them in New York, but Brandon had forbidden it. Being the bastard son of an Elder had its downfalls, he supposed. Justin’s understanding was that very few were given permission to leave the Manors. Travis was lucky to have such a nice dad.

Justin respected his own dad, but he wasn’t an easy man to get along with. Wayne Sawyer didn’t understand why his son wanted to spend his time “prancing around the stage like a fag,” so when Justin got suspended from the ballet company in New York, he eagerly took the audition in San Francisco. How would his father react to his return? They hadn’t left on the best of terms. Maybe his dad would consider him helping Anna escape an act of redemption.

“I can help you with that,” a soft, feminine voice said nearby.

His eyes snapped open and his hand froze on his cock. Anna sat in the chair across from his bed, her knees tucked into her chest and her chin resting on top. God, she was beautiful. Her thick, sable-brown hair glinted with red highlights in the morning sunlight that streamed in through the window. She watched him with big, expressive green eyes from under long black lashes. Her Half-Immortal nature gave her skin a golden glow, making it appear as if she spent a healthy amount of time outdoors. He wanted to nip that full lower lip of hers and hear her sigh.

Oh, that thought did not help his blood cool down.

She smiled as if she knew what he was thinking, and glanced down at the bulge that was obvious beneath the thin blankets.

She was only twenty-four, but the sadness in her eyes made her look so much older. She’d seen and experienced things no sweet and innocent girl should ever have to see or experience. But at the same time, there was an alluring quality to her expressive eyes. A mixture of sadness and seduction that was nearly irresistible.

God, that thought did not help either.

He tented his knees and gave her a playful frown. What would it be like to have those lips wrapped around his cock? All he had to do was ask. But he didn’t want her thinking he was using her. She’d been used enough. He wanted to treat her like the sweet woman she was, not as a convenient sex toy.

She stood, her nipples pushing at her thin pink t-shirt, and sat next to him. “I don’t think you’d treat me as a sex toy.”

“How did you?—?”

She tilted her head and smiled. “I can read men. I know what they want before they ask.” She trailed her hand down from his knee to his throbbing cock. “Release is the least I can do after all you’ve done for me.”

Thinking clearly became impossible as her thumb caressed his shaft.

“You could call it a perk for delivering me to New York. Besides, I get really restless if I don’t have sex for a few days.”

He groaned. “Don’t tell me that . . . .”

She ran her hand up his stomach and onto his bare chest. Her finger grazed his nipple, causing a surge of desire to ignite within him.

They were alone on a train, traveling to a safe place for her. And Anna was licking his nipple in their shared bedroom on the train. He fisted her hair and brought her face to his. Before he’d left, he’d sworn to Travis that he wouldn’t take advantage of the situation. And Travis had laughed and told him he wouldn’t be able to say no.

Yeah, he was right.

Unable to resist any longer, he pressed his lips against Anna’s with a hunger and desire that had been building up inside of him for months.

Justin’s demeanor changed so quickly it shocked Anna. She hoped she hadn’t influenced him into acting against his will. She certainty didn’t want him to feel guilty, but she did want him inside of her.

He pulled her onto his bed, laced his hands through her hair, and pressed his mouth against hers. As she stretched out on top of his long body, she let out a soft moan. She pressed her hips against his cock and he groaned, making her giggle against his mouth.

“You’re laughing at me?”

“You could have saved yourself a night of unease had you taken me up on my offer last night.”

“I was trying to be a gentleman.”

“Mmm . . . I prefer sex.”

He chuckled and rolled over to pin her beneath him. “How can I possibly argue with that?” He kissed her neck and brought a hand up her ribs, under her shirt, and to her breast. With each gentle stroke of his hands, she couldn’t help but arch her back and let out a moan of pleasure. She gasped when his thumb brushed across her nipple.

“You have rings,” he murmured against her neck.

“You didn’t know?”

“I tried not to stare at your breasts.” He sat up and pushed her shirt up and over her head, letting it drop onto the floor. “But I will happily do so now.”

She giggled as she watched him smile at her breasts. “Do you approve?”

He grinned and nodded. “Yes.” He leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth and she moaned. “Very much so.” He tugged the ring gently. “I got kinda fond of Travis’ ring.”

Shivers ran through Anna’s body as he licked and sucked at one breast and then the other. “Justin...”

“Mmm, nothing like women’s breasts,” he murmured as he kneaded them with a firm hand. “Your skin is so soft.” His tongue trailed down to her belly and nuzzled it with his nose. His fingers slipped under the waistband of her pants. “God, how many times I imagined doing this to you.” He looked up with a sheepish grin. “And then I kicked my own ass for thinking about you that way.”

Anna couldn’t say it surprised her, but she felt bad that he felt bad. “You don’t have to imagine anymore.”

He stopped, his eyes growing serious. “If Devin finds us before we get to New York, he’ll kill me, won’t he?”

A chill ran through Anna’s body at the thought. “He killed a boyfriend because he was taking my affections away from him.” She gave him a sad look. “That was the engagement ring in my box.”

He kissed the skin above her hip and then slid up to lie next to her. “I didn’t mean to kill the mood.”

Someone knocked at the door before she could respond. Justin sighed and stood, handing Anna her shirt. Before opening the door, he made sure she was dressed.

A guy about their age stood there, dressed in a white shirt and black vest, with a polite and professional smile on his face. “Hello, my name is Ken. I’ll be taking care of you on this leg of your journey.” He glanced at Anna and his cheeks reddened. “I wanted to find out what time you would like to go to breakfast. Or I can bring your breakfast here.”

“Yes, in here is preferred,” Justin said quickly. He glanced back at Anna and gave a shrug and a smile.

Ken nodded. “I’ll get you menus. Would you like your room changed into daytime mode?”

Justin looked back at Anna and grinned. “Yes, thank you.”

Ken went to get menus, and Anna and Justin looked them over while he removed the bedding and folded up the beds. He pulled out the folding table and took their orders. After he left, Anna sat on the couch and Justin sat next to her. “Why are we staying in here to eat?” she asked.

“I was told to keep you out of sight as much as possible.”

Anna nodded slowly. That was wise. Devin had eyes everywhere. She leaned her head against his chest and watched the scenery pass by.

The train pulled into Portland mid-afternoon, and they had an hour to wait before their next train left.

“Devin should know by now,” she said softly as they sat down in the waiting area of the station.

Justin squeezed her hand. “It’ll be okay. He wouldn’t guess that you’d go to Portland.”

Anna twisted her fingers together and watched the people meandering around the station. “Can you call and ask Travis?”

He shook his head. “I left my phone in San Francisco. We’ll get new phones once we get to New York, but no communication until we arrive. It’s too dangerous.”

Anna nodded and stared at the floor. “He’ll kill Ian,” she whispered. “Ian’ll die because of me.”

Justin put his arm around her shoulders. “Anna, Ian believed this was more important than him keeping his life. You need to be free.” He kissed her temple. “For so many reasons.”