Burning Attraction (26 page)

             
"Yeah, you should be," I laugh, pushing him from me. I turn and jump up from the pool. My dress feels ten times too heavy for me as it drips with water. I ring out what I can, but it doesn't help. Sneaking a peak over my shoulder at Pierce, he is just smiling up at me, not moving. "Coming?" I ask. His eyes widen, and he immediately swims back to the edge and hops out of it.

             
"We should get you dried off," he whispers from behind me. I don't dare talk, my voice will sound too raspy, and so I nod in answer. He grabs my hand and together we walk back into the house. He pulls me into a bathroom with him, locking the door behind him. "Sorry about your dress and shoes, it seemed like a good idea at the time."

             
I look down at my soaking clothes and ruined shoes. "At least I didn't drown," I giggle out.

             
"I'd never let that happen to you." I can feel myself blush at his words. Pierce makes his way closer to me, strutting with a sexy confidence. "Always blushing for me Rosie," he states, rubbing his finger on my cheek again.

             
My hand reaches around the back of his neck and I pull him close to me, kissing him with as much force as he had to me moments ago. His hands reach down and grab the hem of my dress, pulling it up. Our mouths only separate long enough to get the dress pass. He reaches around, unlatching my bra, which falls down, freeing my breast and hardened nipples. His thumbs then hook into my panties, dropping them to the floor. Pierce pulls back and takes me in with his eyes, making me feel sexy as sin.

             
I pull down his running shorts and briefs at the same time, falling to my knees with them. His cock springs to life in front of my face and I'm ready to feel it inside me right now. I lick the palm of my hand before wrapping it around his large cock, then my mouth covers the head of it. As I twist and turn my hand, tugging lightly, my mouth follows, sucking and slurping. "Shit Cassie," Pierce breathes out, "that feels so fuckin' good."

             
My hand slides down his shaft until I reach his sack, putting them in my palm, giving a light squeeze. I continue to go up and down his cock with my mouth, using my tongue to cause him as much pleasure as I can. His hand goes to my head, gripping at my hair, while he groans out in pleasure. He pulls my head back and stares down at me. "Fuck, that was hot, but I want to get off inside you." His words cause a tightening between my legs.

             
I stand up and he kisses me on my puffy lips, then turns me around so I'm bent over the sink. He separates my legs with his own, then I feel him drop down behind me. The wet flesh of his tongue licks from my clit to my anus, causing me to shiver in delight. It feels so wrong but so amazing at the same time. He does it a second time. “Oh Pierce," I breathe out. Two of his fingers dip inside me, thrusting hard, while his thumb rubs circles on my clit. His tongue joins his thumb and I feel myself getting ready to come almost instantly. "Fuck Pierce, I'm going to come."

             
Instead of stopping, he goes harder with his fingers. His thumb disappears as he flicks my swollen clit with his tongue, doing circles and sucking on me. My hips jerk into him and since I have nothing to grip onto, my release feels even more intense. "Holy shit, Pierce!" I scream. His fingers only go harder and he licks at my release. When my waves of ecstasy slow down Pierce stands up, removing his fingers from inside me.

             
His lips go to my ear, "God I've missed this." I nod my head in agreement, not able to talk without a moan. I feel his erection against my throbbing entrance and he doesn't hesitate any as he plows into me in one hard thrust.

             
"Fuck," I breathe out. Pierce slowly pulls out and thrusts back into me harder. He does it a second time and I start to black out. "Holy shit Pierce, fuck me... harder."

             
His fingers grip into my hips as tight as possible, probably leaving bruises, but it turns me on even more. He pumps into me harder and faster with each thrust. "Like this baby? You like when I fuck you like this?"

             
His words send shivers of delight all over. "Yes, I love when you fuck me like this Pierce. I love it hard."

             
"I know you do baby." One of his hands releases from my hip to grab at my hair, tugging on it, exposing my neck. He licks at my neck, biting down softly. I can hear his erratic breathing in my ear and I love knowing how turned on he is.

             
"Pierce," I moan, "I'm going to come." His hand leaves my hair and makes its way down to my clit. Two of his fingers start rubbing circles as he continues pumping into me, still hard and fast. "Oh fuck, yes," I scream. "Fuck!"

             
His cock starts pulsating the same time as my pussy does, and I know he is going to come with me. "Come for me baby, I want to feel you come around my dick." I explode just then, screaming out his name over and over with each thrust. He slows down when I'm filled with his warm liquid. He kisses my shoulder a few times, then my cheek and my ear. "I love you Cassandra."

             
I don't register his words right off, I'm too high on ecstasy, and when he pulls out of me I collapse onto the sink. My breathing slows down and I stand up, turning to face him, raising my eyebrows. My breath is still slightly uneven, but his words finally register. "What did. You just. Say?"

             
His face is the one that blushes this time, and it causes my heart to start pounding all over again. "Sorry," he mutters, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.

             
"Don't be sorry. Tell me what you just said!" I demand.

             
Pausing, he looks me in the eye. He walks over and puts his arms around my waist, pulling me to him. My chin rests on his chest as I look up into his soft eyes. He stares down at me with adoration, causing the butterflies to flee. "I said I love you Cassie." I swallow and nod my head. I don't answer him, I just stare. I don't want to tell him I love him, only because I know it won't work out. But I don't want to tell him I don't, because that would be a lie. He kisses my forehead, allowing his lips to linger. "Are you going to say something?"

             
I bite down on my lip as I try to think of what to say. "Pierce, I do love you too. I have, for a while. But I can't do a relationship, not right now."

             
He smirks, although a sad one. "Yeah, I thought you'd say something like that. But I'm not leaving town after I graduate, I just won’t be at school. I'll be working. I can give you the world Cassie. I know I'm not Avery, but if you ever give me the chance, I'll prove to you that I'm worth it. I'll fight for you, each and every day."

             
"I know you will. That’s what I do love about you. I'm leaving this summer though Pierce. I'm going to Hawaii, alone. I leave three days after school lets out, and haven't decided when I'll be back, all I know is it'll be before school starts again in the fall. When I get back, let’s see how things go then, okay?"

             
"I'll be waiting." He leans down and kisses my forehead.

             
I smile. "Okay, well, let’s go party. This is time for you to celebrate, and I'm here with you tonight, all night."

             
"Let's get you dressed first," he chuckles.

             
The rest of the night is fun. We play poker- the regular kind where I don't strip- with a group of Pierce's friends, I drink, we dance together, and we even play a game of dodge ball outside with others. Everything is perfect and goes smoothly. When the party ends, he brings me back to my apartment, walking me to the door and giving me a kiss, but doesn't come inside with me.

Chapter 20: Goodbyes Aren't Forever

             
A phone ringing next to my head wakes me the following morning. I'm sad, because I was dreaming about my night with Pierce and the perfection it was. Who knew the guy I hated at the beginning of the year was making me the happiest at the end of the year? I grab my phone and see Avery's name on the caller ID. He hardly ever calls me.

             
"Hello?" I answer, a little groggy still.

             
I hear his chuckle and it causes butterflies. I've missed his tiny little laugh. "Morning Angel. You busy today?"

             
"Uh, no. Just planning to sleep my hangover away," I laugh.

             
"Oh, right. I forgot you were at that party yesterday. Anyway, can I swing by? I want to discuss something with you."

             
My heart starts thumping at the seriousness in his tone. "Uh, sure. When will you be here?"

             
"Give me twenty."

             
"Okay." I click the end button and run to the bathroom.

             
I look like hell, so I jump in the shower and wash up as fast as I can. When I get out I brush my teeth and hair, add a little mascara and get dressed, with three minutes to spare. I go into the kitchen to wait for Avery, making myself a cup of coffee. I look around and I don't think that Aubrey is here, it's almost noon and there isn't a sign of her. Since she didn't drink last night, I know she isn't sleeping. So great, I'm going to be home alone with Avery, a week before he takes off. This isn't a smart idea at all. Especially after last night.

             
It's been twenty seven minutes since I ended the call and there is still no Avery. My nerves are out of control the more I think on why he is coming over. What does he have to discuss with me? I'm confused. We hardly talk, unless it's a ‘hey, how are you’ type thing. I take several deep breaths, practicing what my yoga teaches me, trying to tame my nerves as I over think everything. Suddenly I'm jumped as there is a knock on the door. I sprint to the door, but have to take another deep breath so I don't look desperate as I slowly open the door.

             
Avery is all smiles when I open the door and he has a single white rose in his hand. "For you Angel," he says, handing me the flower.

             
I smile back at him but raise an eyebrow. "What’s the occasion?"

             
We both walk into the kitchen, where I sit at the bar. He sits next to me and looks around before he speaks again, "I'm leaving in four days. I'm going a day before school lets out. I'd hate to leave without having a day spent with you."

             
"Okay. Well, what do you have planned?"

             
He swallows and looks down at his lap, playing with her fingers. "Since we never got to do that weekend away for your birthday, I wanted to do a similar day with you. Not for the night, just for a few hours. We can get room service and sit and talk about things."

             
"You don't need to spend hundreds of dollars for a few hours of room service and conversation. Why don't we just do take out and sit here? I can call Aubrey and ask her to stay away."

             
That boyish grin that I adore so much shows up on his face and I'm tickled with happiness. "That sounds perfect. You tell me what you want to eat and I'll order it."

             
After we fill up on pizza and breadsticks, the two of us go into my room and cuddle up in my bed together, turning on the television. Neither of us are paying attention to what is on, as we start talking about this summer.

             
"So when will you be back from your first tour?" I ask. I know it's six months but I want to know exactly when to expect him back in my life, even if it's not going to be for long.

             
He smiles softly at me, "a week before Thanksgiving."

             
"Oh," I say kind of bitter, "that's a long time from now."

             
"It is, but I'll keep in touch with you, I promise you that. And you know I'm good with my promises."

             
I snort out a dry laugh, "you promised me a lot of things, and the only one you kept was coming back into my life. And you probably only did that because your parents came back to do business with my dad."