The Unorthodox Life of Aaliyah Kaye Marx

The Unorthodox Life of Aaliyah Kaye Marx (29)

"Okay." I agreed breathlessly, pulling out the battery of my phone - watching as he did the same. He tucked both our phones in his back pocket and scooped me up in his arms, jogging swiftly out the double doors and straight out to his car. He practically threw me in the passenger seat and I leaned over - opening his door, he jumped straight in and kicked the car into drive, reversing crazily fast out of the school gates - not even looking where he was going or to see if there was anything coming on the road.

Foot jammed on the accelerator we sped down the road, I stared at him - knowing he could feel it and he glanced at me, growling slightly and clenching his eyes shut for a second before turning back to face the road. He sniffed the air and I watched him lick his lips - we weren't going to make it back fast enough ...

I reached over and placed my hand on his thigh, smirking and unable to hold back the gigglethat erupted from my lips when the car jerked and we almost swerved off the road, going up on the curb for a second.

"JESUS CHRIST ALI - do you WANT TO DIE?!" He yelled, cranking down the window and tilting his nose towards it slightly.

     "I thought you said you'd never crashed sober before?" I stated as I inched my hand slowly further and further to the inside of his thigh. He gasped and bit his lip harshly, jamming his foot down. We were easily going one hundred and twenty ... I lightly brushed my fingers along the inside seam of his jeans, sweeping my fingers up closer and closer to the long awaited prize. He jammed on the breaks and swerved to the left, skidding perfectly into his driveway. The smell of burning rubber filled my nose and approximately three seconds later he was out of the car and had pulled me from my seat into his arms again.

His front door was kicked open and I giggled, taking one of his hands that was holding tightly onto my shoulder - it was way too fun to tease him like this - loosening his grip as he turned to run up the stairs. I playfully put one of his fingers in my mouth - sucking on it slowly and looking up at him from beneath my lashes. He glanced down and growled, skidding to a stop and placing me on my feet - only to push me up against the wall, his lips colliding with my own.

I bit his bottom lip roughly - rolling my tongue across it and gasping out loud when his rough hands found my breast, massaging me through the thin material. I quickly tore off the obstacle and threw it to the floor, barely pulling his lips from mine for a second - his warm hands roamed my hips, sliding up further and then down. I reached down - eager to rid him of his jeans ... I undid the button swiftly and he growled when I latched my arms around his neck, lifting my feet to his waist to push down his jeans that way. I was so turned on just by the pure strength he showed, holding me up like that - just by his neck ... He kicked his jeans off the rest of the way and I hastily rid him of his top and my own jeans ...

I hooked one of my ankles around his knee and jerked inwards, causing his knee to buckle - I growled when he supported both of us with one leg - quickly using my other foot to buckle his other knee. We crashed to the ground and he immediately rolled us over never once ceasing in our actions. He wasn't even winded from the fall. I threaded my fingers through his soft hair, tugging gently and massaging his tongue with my own. His long fingers danced across my back and an explosion of sensation followed their path, warming me from the inside out. I bit my lip as I looked up into his eyes. God, how had I been able to resist this for so long?

His fingers slid beneath my bra and before I knew what was happening he had ripped it apart. It wasn't the type of bra to unclasp at the front ...

"Was that really necessary?" I growled just before he claimed my lips with his own again, his hands wandering over my chest, tweaking here, pinching there - rubbing ... I shuddered and barely withheld a gasp from his experienced grasp.