“So I waited for you. I planned it perfectly. The fall, the way you’d land on me. I made sure you didn’t have food and you were so distracted by the book you were reading you didn’t see it coming. I tripped you, wrapped my arm around your waist.” He did so now, drawing her close. “And I felt every inch of your body against mine. Your large tits, your body, and my dick got hard. But I wanted more. I always do. I made sure the fall had you collapsing on me. Your legs straddling either side of me, and I felt your pussy next to my cock. I hated being in school that day because I wanted you naked, but I knew without a doubt, that was all I was going to get.”

“And then you told me that I was fucking disgusting. That I was the one who wanted to ride your dick and told me I nearly squashed you with the weight I was.”

“Yeah, and you were so distracted, you didn’t feel me grab your hips like this or that I moved my cock against you.” The action had been so smooth, so easy, and she’d been mortified by what he said. She’d shoved him hard and climbed off him.

He’d distracted people from his aroused state by calling after her.

Sinking his fingers into her hair, he tugged her close. “All the while, this is what I wanted to do.”

Lucas slammed his lips down on hers, taking possession of her mouth. Sliding his tongue across her mouth, he took her by surprise and plundered her mouth. She tasted exquisite.

At first, she was cold in his arms. He moved his other hand down to her ass, he cupped her, drawing her as close as possible.

Slowly, she started to kiss him back. Touching her tongue to his, and together, they both moaned. Fuck, he knew kissing her would be a heady experience, but he didn’t have a clue how much.

All too soon, it ended, and Mabel shoved him away. “That doesn’t change anything.”

“You want me.”

“And you want me.”

He took a step toward her and she moved back. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I don’t care.”

“Damn it, Mabel, what do I have to do to convince you I was a fucked-up asshole? That I don’t want it to be the only part of our story to tell? I stopped you from severing our mating. I’m here. I’m yours.”

Tears filled her eyes as she looked past him toward the ocean. “I don’t know. I have no answers, Lucas, but I can’t. I’m sorry.” She moved away, turned, and ran. The urge to chase her was so strong, but he held steady and firm.

“Fuck!” He screamed the word up to the sky. “Do you think this is fucking funny, do you?”