DrawnTogether (4 page)

Let him play.

Graig pinched her free nipple while continuing to flatten
his tongue over the other one. He bit, sucked and nipped her until she cried
out again. The synapses in her brain misfired and she rode the wave of
pleasure. “Love that,” she moaned. “So sensitive.”

When he hummed, her pussy vibrated. More moans burst from
her lips and her skin tingled.

Graig let go of her breast with a pop. “Ride me, babe. Get
yourself off on me.”

Like he had to tell her twice. Tessa scooted onto his thighs
then tore open the foil packet. She trailed her fingers up and down his chest
as she learned the ripples and divots of his body. All hard muscle under her
fingertips. When he shivered, she enveloped him in her heat. His eyes lit with
passion and the muscle in his jaw worked overtime. He bobbed his hips, pitching
and rolling her in place.

“You’re in my soul.” He grasped her hips and pushed deeper
into her. No finesse like the last time. She didn’t care. She liked soft and
steady as much as she craved hard and frantic. Tessa leaned backward, resting
her hands on his upper thighs. The position adjusted his cock within her,
touching more places in her pussy. Graig reached between her legs and tweaked
her clit. He braced his feet and bounced her on his lap while fondling her.

Tessa wriggled her hips, matching him thrust for thrust. Her
entire body buzzed. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t drag enough air
into her lungs. A trickle of sweat slipped between her shoulder blades.

In, out. Up, down. His cock pulsed within her. She arranged
his hand on her bottom, encouraging him to spank her. The tiny hit knocked her
lust up another notch.

“Sexy, bad girl likes being spanked?” Graig swatted her
again, this time with force behind the swat. Her eyes rolled back in her head
and she panted. So close.

“Come for me, babe,” he coaxed. Graig let go of her clit and
grasped her hips with both hands. His thrusts increased. She let go of her
fears, let go of the emotional walls protecting her and embraced the orgasm
building in her belly.

“Graig,” she moaned and curled forward.

“Right here with you.” He tugged her down hard onto his cock
and groaned. His body tensed beneath her then relaxed. Tessa slumped forward,
her liquid lust lubricating their connection. She cuddled against his chest and
fought to catch her breath. Neither spoke for a long moment. She detangled
their legs, allowing him to slip out of her. She then snuggled next to him with
her head on his chest.

“Give me a moment to ditch the rubber.” Graig nudged her off
him long enough to stand then dumped the condom in the garbage bin beside her bed.
When he returned, he settled in the sheets with her curled in the crook of his
arm.

“Best concert ever.”

“Yeah,” she murmured. It was. The evenness of his breaths
lulled her. She nuzzled his pec and drifted to sleep, reliving the night in
delicious detail. Definitely the best concert ever.

Tessa snuggled into her pillow and breathed in the foreign
scent on her sheets. Graig. Her entire body warmed just thinking about him. She
scooted backward to rub her ass on his stomach. Instead of finding a sexy man,
she touched cold sheet. She blinked her eyes open and rolled onto her back. No
Graig. She sat up and glanced around the room. His clothes remained scattered
on the floor.

The sizzle of something frying caught her attention. Tessa
grabbed one of her sleep shirts from the dresser then hurried into the kitchen.
Graig stood at her stove, clad in nothing more than his boxer shorts. He shook
a pan and flipped the eggs. When he turned to grab another egg from the carton,
he winked at her.

“Good morning, beautiful.” He plated two of the over-easy
eggs. “Made you breakfast.”

“Thanks.” She accepted the plate and sat at the bar. “You
didn’t have to.”

“A gentleman treats his lady well.” He added his eggs to the
second plate then picked up the freshly toasted bread. “You deserve anything
your heart desires. Hopefully that’s me.” He wriggled his eyebrows. “I’m
nowhere near done exploring you.”

“I’m not a mountain.” She nibbled on the eggs. “I suppose
you’ll stick a flag in me too?”

“I should spank you for your sass.” He smiled and folded his
hands. “I’m a lucky man. My best friend is the hottest lover I’ve had. I’m glad
I accepted the offer to sub at Valley.” He handed her a cup of coffee. “But
there’s something I want to ask.” His eyes glittered. “What gets you off? What
are your deepest sexual secrets you haven’t shared with anyone? Besides dancing
naked?”

“That was at least two somethings.” He knew everything else
about her. What really knocked her for a loop was his casual attitude. Did he
ask all his partners these questions? She nibbled on the toast and considered
her answer. She’d never been afraid to talk about her desire to watch porn or
liking her ass spanked. One day she wanted to try anal sex too. But tell him?

“I was too blunt.” The tips of his ears burned a bright red.
“You don’t…don’t have to…” he closed his eyes. “I don’t think straight when I’m
around you.”

What the hell did she have to lose? “I like being spanked.
Over your knee until my ass is bright red and tender. It’s my stress reliever.”

His eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed twice
before he finally spoke. “Over my knee?”

She nodded. “I like when you look at me, even from across
the courtyard. It turns me on to be watched and to be directed. Giving over
power turns me on.” She shrugged. “I control so much at school. Sometimes I
want to be the one who is controlled. If you’ve got nipple clips…that’s even
better.”

“Clips? Nice.” Graig narrowed his eyes for a moment then
slipped her hand into his. “If we go there, then we only play those games with
each other. I’m a one-woman man.”

“Of course.” Hell, the last time she’d played had been more
than two years before and with her then long-term boyfriend. “Are we only
seeing each other too?”

“I’d like to see where this goes, but I can’t tell you not
to see other people. I’m not looking to date anyone else.” The sparkle returned
to his eyes. “I want to make your dreams come true, in and out of bed.”

Tessa shoved a lock of hair from her eyes. She didn’t really
want to see anyone else. “Then never make me feel like I’m second best.”

“Never.” He shoved his plate of half-eaten food aside. “Any
man who doesn’t treat you like a goddess is a fool.” He rubbed his thumb across
the top of her knuckles. “You knew I watched you. Why didn’t you say anything
before?”

She placed her fork on her plate. “The sensuality of what I
did turned me on and seeing you pleased without having to touch you was
intoxicating. No strings, no messiness. We both got what we wanted without the
emotions involved.”

“Don’t ruin the friendship? I think it’s better and
stronger.” He let go of her hand and rounded the counter to where she sat. “I
want to please you this time.” He curled his fingers under her chin.

“Yeah?”

“Come here.” Graig helped her off her stool then led her to
the bedroom. He perched on the edge of the mattress. “On my lap.” His eyes
glittered. He patted his thighs. “Now.”

Desire shimmered in her veins. She nibbled her bottom lip
then stretched out across his legs. “Do I need to be punished?” She suppressed
a giggle. This is what she wanted, what she craved. A firm hand on her ass,
taking away control and freeing her.

“Over and over.” Graig lifted the edge of her shirt,
exposing her bare ass. “No panties?” He smoothed his palm over her skin in fat
circles. “The bad girl who lets everyone watch her dance naked deserves a nice
red bottom.” He smacked her butt three times, twice on the left and once on the
right. “This bad girl also needs to tell me when enough is enough.” He swatted
her again, this time twice on the right and once on the left.

Her skin burned and tingled. Shudders racked her body. Her
pussy vibrated and she wriggled on his lap. Each time his hand connected with
her ass, she bit back a cry. The stresses she held back evaporated and her
brain swam.

“More,” she panted.

“Really?” Graig stroked the swell of her rump. “Greedy.” He
rewarded her with four more slaps on her tender ass.

Tessa balanced on her palms and the tips of her toes. “Feels
good.” She gasped for breath and closed her eyes. The floating feeling, the
gooey goodness she experienced with a good spanking curled around her. She
ground her hips on his lap.

Graig’s erection prodded her belly. He spanked her four more
times. She embraced the languid feeling and moaned.

“Want your mouth on me.” He slapped her ass again. “On your
knees.”

“Just a moment.” Tessa rummaged through the dresser drawer
for what she wanted. When she returned to him, she offered him the nipple
clamps. “Use these?” She scampered into position, hands behind her back and her
feet crossed beneath her. Being submissive to him, granting his wishes and
giving in to his desires pleased her. She stared up at him, waiting for his
next command.

“You bet I will, but this has to go.” He plucked at the
neckline of her shirt. “I want to see you. All of you.”

Tessa worked her arms through the sleeves then whipped the
garment up over her head. Cool air wound around her body, but nothing affected
her like the heat in his gaze. Her nipples pebbled and her pussy creamed all
over her inner thighs. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of his shorts
and tugged them off, baring his body to her.

“That’s what I want.” He pinched her nipple into a tight
peak then affixed the first clip. The teeth bit into her skin and she
suppressed a moan. “So fucking hot.” He treated her other nipple the same,
rolling the bundle of nerves in his fingers. “Talk to me, Tessa.”

“More.” She arched her back, giving him better access to her
chest. He attached the second clip. “Thank you.”

“Whatever you want, babe.” He threaded his fingers into her
hair, gathering the strands into a ponytail. “Take me in.”

She opened her mouth wide and sucked him to the back of her
throat in one gulp. She kept her gaze on his then surrendered to his tempo. He
grasped her hair, tugging then releasing her in time with his thrusts.

“Yeah.”

She loved hearing him talk in one-word sentences. Liked
knowing she pleased him as much as he pleased her. Loved the pull of the clips
on her nipples. She withdrew enough to release his cock with a pop then tipped
her head to suck on his balls. The tiny hairs on his sac tickled her nose.

“Shit.” Graig spread his feet a little more, giving her
better access to his balls. “That feels fucking awesome.” He leaned over,
watching her. His grip on her hair remained tight. “Show me what else you can
do.”

She stroked his inner thighs with her fingertips then eased
one hand between his ass cheeks. With the pad of her index finger, she massaged
the soft patch of skin behind his sac. Graig moaned and rocked on his feet.
Spurred on by his reaction, she scraped her teeth over his balls then resumed
sucking his cock. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the sensations of him
controlling her, him holding her tight, and the orgasm building in her lower
belly.

She slipped her free hand between her legs and stroked her
clit. The connections in her brain snapped and she pumped harder on his dick.

“Jesus,” he panted. His thrusts turned frantic then
off-kilter. More moans filled the air and his leg bobbed. “Fuck.”

Graig pulled out of her mouth, leaving her bereft. “On the
bed.” He let go of her hair. When she scrambled onto the mattress, he swatted
her ass. “I need to fuck you.”

Tessa braced herself on her hands and knees then waved her
butt at him. “Take me.” Gravity pulled the clips toward the mattress in a
delicious tug.

“I plan to.” Graig entered her in one thrust, until his
balls slapped her clit. He gripped her hips hard and pistoned into her body.
The headboard thumped against the wall and the blankets shifted beneath her.
Her hair fell about her shoulders and over her eyes. She parted her lips and
fought to drag enough air into her lungs. Her pussy vibrated and squeezed him
tight. She shook her head and met him thrust for thrust.

“Come with me. Damn.” His nails bit into her skin. “Oh
hell.”

Tessa closed her eyes and stopped fighting the orgasm. She
wobbled and sagged in his arms. When she opened her eyes again, the room
blurred and spun.

“Holy shit.” Graig pulled out of her then collapsed on the
bed beside her.

She gave in to the boneless feeling and snuggled on her
blankets. Graig tugged her to his side and removed the clips.

“That was off the charts.” He stroked her arm. “Crazy good.”

When she glanced down at his wilting erection, she realized
what they’d done. No condom. She was on birth control, but still. They’d acted
recklessly.

“I didn’t use a rubber,” he confessed. He tipped her chin
and looked her in the eyes. “I’m clean.” His brow knotted. “I mean, I got
tested after Lila…” Another frown. “You should be safe, even if I can’t spit
out what I want to say.” Graig inched down the bed enough to align their bodies
and snuggle her to his chest. “I don’t regret what we did. I like the way you
make me forget everything but you.”

“Me too.” She wiped a bead of sweat from his temple. “But
I’m on the Pill.”

“Still don’t regret a thing.”

Tessa pressed her face into the crook of his neck. She
didn’t regret a moment of the weekend either. Not a bit.

Graig folded his arms and watched the relay team sprint
across the football field. Teacher in-service days weren’t his favorites, but
after a month of making love to Tessa at night and seeing her during the day
between classes, he didn’t mind the morale-building exercises. Hell, he got to
see her run and laugh with her peers. Tessa claimed she disliked being in the
leadership role, but she was blossoming before his eyes. The dowdy clothes were
replaced by jogging pants and a sweatshirt fit to her body. With her hair back
in a ponytail and a blush on her cheeks from the chilly weather, she made
supermodels look plain.

Maybe later he’d peel the clothes from her body and kiss her
senseless. Yeah, he’d do just that.

Adam Pallas strolled up to where Graig stood and matched
Graig’s stance. A couple inches shorter than Graig and stockier, Adam dipped
his head. “Rumor has it you and Tessa are a thing.”

Graig glanced over at Tessa. She’d finished her sprint
across the field with the swimming-pool noodle. She smiled then smothered the
grin behind her hand.

“Are you listening to me?” Adam blocked Graig’s view. His
brows knotted and lines formed across his forehead. His brown eyes blazed.
“Tessa doesn’t give in easily, but I could see her falling for a guy like you.”

“A guy like me? Is that an insult?” Graig snorted. “We went
out on a couple of dates.” And spent the last thirty-six nights together. “I
didn’t twist her arm and yes, I’d like to see her again.”

Adam dipped his head and a lock of his blond hair fell
forward. “That’s what I thought.”

What the hell should he say?
I’m sorry she chose me over
you? You never had a chance? She’s not interested?
“Hey, man. Things worked
out for her and me right now. Doesn’t mean they will forever.” But he sure
hoped they would. “But I’m sure a girl who will turn your world upside down is right
on your horizon.”

“You almost sound like you care.” Adam nodded then stuck his
hands in his sweatpants pockets. “Cool. I hope she is.” He walked away, leaving
Graig alone with his thoughts.

“Team Case,” Dennis shouted. “Versus Team Harding. Up to the
line.”

Graig jogged to the starting line then strode to the back of
his gaggle of teachers. “We got this in the bag. Just hold on to the noodle.”

“Easier said than done,” Melissa Murphy, an English teacher,
replied. She tightened the elastic in her pale hair then twisted her arms and
stretched. “Bring it.”

Ah, the joys of enthusiasm. Graig scanned the bleachers for
Tessa. She sat chatting with Adam and Dalton Needs, one of the science
teachers. A pang of jealousy hit him hard. She didn’t want more than friendship
with Adam and hell if Graig knew how she felt about Dalton, but seeing her
happy still gripped his heart in a stranglehold. They agreed to only play their
sexy games with each other and he said he wouldn’t date anyone else, but they’d
never actually discussed being exclusive. Did she want to be?

He cracked his knuckles and focused on the relay. Time to
focus on the team-building games. He’d sort out his love life later.

Tessa smoothed the paper across her lap. Adam talked too
fast for her to keep up with writing down what he was saying and Dalton kept
scooting closer to her. She liked the both of them as friends, but neither man
understood personal space. She put both hands in the air.

“Hold up.” She picked up her clipboard. “Okay. Our team is
done with the relays. Let’s go inside so I can write down the suggestions.” She
wanted to watch Graig sprint. The man personified poetry in motion, so smooth
and carefree. No, the point of the relays and team exercises were to build
morale amongst the teachers.

“Nothing to gripe about.” Dalton stretched his legs out on
the bleacher seat in front of him. “These exercises are dumb. Let’s work on
curriculum or integrating arts and music into the curriculum more. That would
benefit the kids more than whether we can carry a stupid noodle and run at full
speed.”

“You’ve got a point.” She jotted down his suggestion.
“Adam?”

“Dalton’s right.” He nodded. “We’re done.”

“Cool.” Dalton stood then strolled down the bleacher stairs.

“Guess he’s out of here.” Adam stood then stopped. “Hey,
Tessa? If Graig ends up being a schmuck, don’t be afraid to tell me. I’ll
defend your honor.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” She followed Adam down the
bleachers. “I’m glad you care.” She glanced over her shoulder. Graig hugged his
teammate, Melissa. The blonde-haired beauty jumped up and down next to Graig,
smashing their bodies together. Tessa’s heart sank. Melissa embodied everything
she wished she could be—thinner, perky and at ease with men. She fluttered her
hand in the air and focused on walking back into the high school. Worrying
about Graig wouldn’t get her anywhere.

She sat down at the designated Martin team table in the
cafeteria and finished penning the group’s list of suggestions for team
building. When she looked up from her paper, the rest of the teachers had filed
into the cafeteria. Graig grinned and wove through the crowd. He sat down
opposite her.

“That was interesting.” He spread his hands out on the
tabletop. “I’m still not sure how carrying a noodle builds our morale.”

“We have to work together to get the job accomplished with
the fewest mistakes and in the shortest period of time,” she replied. “We did
it last year too.”

Graig rounded the table and plopped down beside her. “Adam
cornered me. He’s really fond of you.”

“And he hates you.”

“Yes, he does.” Graig dropped his voice to a whisper. “I
thought maybe we’d talk tonight.”

A couple of the teachers strolled past the table and nodded
to Tessa. She smiled in return then focused on Graig. “About what? You changed
your mind on that transfer?”

“Lunch is on our own. Want to grab sandwiches with me? I
want out of here. And no, not my job. This is where I belong.” He leaned
closer. “I want to be exclusive. You and me. No one else.”

“For sandwiches? Or more?” Tessa hopped up from her seat and
detoured through the building to drop the papers off on her desk. Lunch sounded
great, but he had blitzed her with the talk of going exclusive. When she turned
on her heel, Graig pinned her to the wall behind her desk.

“I’ve wanted to do this all day.” He smoothed his fingertips
over her cheek then snagged her in his arms. “I want you in my arms and in my
bed. Want to feel your ass under my hand and your kiss in the morning.” Passion
flickered in his eyes as he met her mouth for a kiss.

She bit back a whimper and balled her fists on his chest.
They shouldn’t have been kissing in the building, not when anyone could walk in
on them. They sure as hell shouldn’t be talking about sex either. But the idea
they could be caught intrigued her and turned her on. She opened to him and
sucked on his tongue.

His hum turned her senses inside out. He threaded one hand
into her hair and kept his other hand on her cheek. He slanted his lips over
hers and commanded the kiss, nipping her bottom lip.

“Want to watch you dance for me then drive me crazy with
your tongue until neither one of us can stand it.” Another kiss, this time
harder. His burgeoning erection nudged her lower belly. “Love the way you
taste,” he murmured against her mouth. “Sex, sin and sweetness.”

“Sin has a taste?” she asked, her voice husky. “Guess I
learned something new.” Another question teetered on the tip of her tongue. Go
for it? Keep quiet? “What about being exclusive?” Sex was great, but if there
wasn’t something more behind it, then she didn’t want to involve her heart. “Or
did your mind change during your relay? Melissa is a sweet girl.”

“I never would’ve expected you to be jealous.” He rested his
forehead on hers. “I’m not ready to tell everyone about us, but I’m very ready
to not share you. I don’t want anyone else. You’re the one for me. No second
best, no jumping ship when things get heavy. I’m yours, babe.”

She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Her desire
ratcheted up another notch. When could they be alone without another member of
the faculty walking in on them? “I don’t suppose you’re willing to prove your
point to me tonight?” She smoothed her hands up his chest, caressing the raw
muscle. “Say, at my place? Supper and a thrilling hour of lesson-planning then
a sex-a-thon for the rest of the night.”

“I’m very willing.” He nuzzled her neck. “I’m addicted to
you, Tessa Martin. I don’t want anyone else.”

“We’d better get those sandwiches.” She cleared her throat.
“Or we’ll end up having sex in my classroom and that will get us both fired.”

Graig backed away from her enough to grab her hand. “I live
on the edge, but not that far. Good thing you’re thinking for the both of us.”
He kissed her knuckles. “Tonight I’m all yours.”

She bit back a giggle and followed him out to the parking
lot. Life would never be boring with Graig. Had she fallen in love with him?
Maybe, just maybe, she had.