Chapter 10: I can’t help myself

Kell:

I lay my books down on the table and wait for Amara. Earlier, Coach Blake asked me to be his starting quarterback. He was impressed with my speed and strength. If he only knew.

I won’t pretend that I wasn’t surprised to see Amara at tryouts. She looked so hot in that cute blue dress. I wanted to rip it off her body and kiss every inch of her skin.

The mere thought of tasting her soft skin makes goosebumps break out all over my body. Taking a fortifying breath, I rub my hands against my mouth. I know I should stay away from her, but every time I see her or touch her, my good intentions go out the window. And after seeing those pictures she took of me, I don’t know if I can stay away. I know she feels it. She has to feel that spark that we ignite when we’re around each other. It’s just not possible that she doesn’t feel the same way.

Just then, the library doors open, and Amara walks in. She’s wearing a thick cardigan and seems to be shivering. This is odd because it’s pretty warm in the library. I observe as she moves closer and lays her bag down on the table. Her body shudders again, making me worry.

“Hey, are you ready to work?” She whispers through chattering teeth.

I nod my head and pull out a chair for her. “Are you alright, Amara?” I ask with a frown. She gives me an odd frown and takes a seat. “I’m just a little cold from being outside today, thanks.”

I know I’m acting out of character, but I can’t help it. Without another word, she opens her notebook and begins. For the next hour, we work on my literature work. I try to concentrate on the work at hand, but all I can do is stare at her fragile neck and soft lips.

Amara scribbles a couple of things on her notebook and subconsciously pulls stray strands of hair behind her ear. Unable to contain myself, I move close and inhale the scent of her hair. She smells incredible, almost like sunshine. I close my eyes as her scent permeates my senses, which makes my body harden with arousal.

“…are you listening to me?” She says, snapping me back from my thoughts.

I flinch back slightly as if waking up from a haze and run my fingers through my hair. “Yeah. Sure.”

She frowns, “Really? What did I say?” I think for a moment, but all I draw is a blank. “I…I don’t know.”

Her giggles are soft and airy as she places a notebook in front of me. “Okay, here are the notes I have from some of last year’s classes. I shortened the notes to more pertinent information since Mr. Shelton is specific. If you review the notes and study them, you should get an A in the class.”

I look at the highlighted notes with their organized bullet points and give her a grateful smile. “Okay, I got it…thanks.”

She smiles shyly and looks back down at her notebook as I sit there and imagine kissing her plump mouth. It’s only when she removes her sweater that my restraint nearly snaps.

Unaware of my thoughts, Amara subconsciously spreads her hair around her and looks at me from beneath the fringes of her lashes. “It’s getting hot in here now.” She whispers innocently.

Though innocent, her words make me shudder, and my body harden with lust. Trying to get ahold of my senses, I press my palms down on the sides of my chair and grip it tightly. I’m sure I’m making a dent with my nails, but I need a moment to control my body, so I focus on something else. “Are you ever going to tell me what happened the other day when you fainted?”

Amara jolts from her chair in panic. “What about that day?” She sounds so panicked that I almost tell her to forget it. Yet, my curiosity wins out.

Snickering in disbelief, I lean close and mutter. “Come on, beauty queen, you literally fainted in my arms. And let’s not forget you kept saying the name Sophie. What’s going on?”

At first, it looks like she’s going to answer, but then as if woken from a trance, she shakes her head and rises from her chair with a frantic shudder. “I have to go.”

Rising from my chair, I grasp her elbow and pull her close. “Why are you running away?”

Shaken, Amara tries to free her arm from mine. “Let me go, Kell… I…I have to go.”

I don’t release her, though, not this time. We’re practically standing nearly chest to chest as we gaze into each other’s eyes. It’s as if our hearts beat as one, and we are breathing for each other. I can’t help but raise my hand to her cheek and run my fingers through her hair. She must really like it because her eyes become heavy and her breathing quickens.

Half-heartedly, she tries to push at my chest at first but then quickly gives in. Unable to help myself, I pull her head closer and crush my lips against hers.

At first, our kiss is hesitant. Then, as if a torrent of emotion has overtaken us, we lock lips and deepen the kiss. Her lips nip and glide sensuously beneath mine, making me feel a heady rush settle inside my chest. She gasps as I glide my tongue across her lower lip and seek entrance into the warm cavern of her mouth.

Her tongue instantly entwines with mine, making me groan with pleasure. Wrapping my hands tightly around her waist, I slide them down her body and mold them against mine, creating delicious friction. Purring with pleasure, Amara wraps her arms around my neck and curls her fingers around my hair seductively. The kiss is everything I’ve ever asked for. It’s sweet, hot, and all-consuming. Biting her lower lip, I soothe it with my tongue. She tastes like cherries and vanilla, and I want to devour her. The points of her nipples burn through my chest as she shifts seductively in my arms. At this point, we’re both breathing raggedly and grinding our bodies against each other as if needing to get closer. The fell of her hands in my hair causes tingles to rush through my back and neck. She mewls as my hand travels up her rib cage to cover her breast as I lightly squeeze. I groan at the contact of her erect nipples rubbing against my hand.

Moving my palms down the curve of her rounded bottom, I engulf them and lift her on top of the table. Without any hesitation, Amara wraps her legs around my waist and moans.

Her skin feels soft and pliant. Her responses are perfect. It’s as if her body is an instrument, and I’m playing a sweet tune on it. A sigh escapes her mouth as she arches her back and lets out a small cry. Moving my lips down her chin and neck, I suck sensuously on any skin I can find. I want to rip the dress from her body and continue to taste her secret places.

I don’t even care that we’re in the library, but I know she will. Not giving it another thought, I lower the string of her dress down her shoulder and bite it softly. Her skin tastes like honey and feels like silk. Her breath hitches as I continue to lay hungry kisses on her smooth skin.

Then it happens. My claws elongate, and my wings strain painfully for release. Looking up from her shoulder, I face the glass casing in front of me and see in the reflection that my eyes are glowing bright blue.

Afraid of what I might do, I hurriedly push her away and turn my back on her. There’s no way that I can let her see me turn.

Startled, Amara places her palm on my shoulder and whispers worriedly. “Kell, what’s wrong?”

Ignoring her question, I tighten my fists and will my teeth, claws, and wings to retract. Either way, I can’t answer her because my fangs are still out.

Not knowing what to do, I pick up my things and rush out of the library without another word. Rain pelts me like bullets as I make my way across the parking lot and jump into my car. Shaken, I turn the ignition and drive away. Looking into the rearview mirror, I notice that my eyes are still glowing. Fuck!

Slamming my hands against the steering wheel, I blink my eyes and take a couple of deep breaths. I don’t go home, though. I know that if I do, Alex and Carrick will see me freaking out, and I’m not ready for that. So, I head to my bluff instead.

The rain has dwindled down to a drizzle by the time I get there. This is my place of peace. A place where I can be myself. However, all I feel is desperation nip at my heels. Stepping out of the car, I rip the shirt from my chest and release my wings. Relief surges through me, followed by regret.

I can’t believe I almost changed in front of the girl of my dreams. How could I have been so stupid?

She probably hates me now. I can’t believe I ran out on her. I know that there was nothing I could do, but I feel like such a jerk. Not wanting to dwell on it further, I take off into the air and fly. Too bad that nothing can erase the sound of her sweet moans.