Bohemian

by Kathryn Nolan

“This is why I fucking ignored you,” Cal said, holding my wrists tight in one hand. His other slipped beneath my shirt to press against my stomach. I sighed. “I just knew…” he said, stroking up towards my bare breasts, fingers caressing and stopping just below my aching nipples. “Cal,” I moaned, trying to arch myself closer. He leaned forward, breathing in my scent. Pressing soft, gentle kisses up the side of my throat. And then I felt his teeth. He bit my neck. Fucking hard. “I knew you’d bring out something in me,” he said against my ear, fingers still teasing below my nipples. “Something dangerous.”

“I can’t go out there,” she said. “I’m going to accidentally brush against a table leg or something and come in front of everyone.”