Faster We Burn

and toward me. “I don’t owe you anything.”
    “No, you don’t.”
    “Good. Now we’ve got that straight –” I grabbed his shirt and yanked him toward my mouth. Luckily, I’d had a lot of practice, so my aim was good, and his lips crashed against mine perfectly. He froze for a moment in surprise, but that didn’t last long. The cape fell to the floor as his arms captured me, pulling me close. It wasn’t a sweet kiss; it was a demanding, get-your-clothes-off kind of kiss. It was a kiss that made me want to wrap my legs around him and take him back to my room.
    I heard people walking by and making comments, but I was too preoccupied with the feel of his velvety mouth on mine and how the metal of his lip ring warmed with the contact from my lips.
    He slowed the kiss and finally we broke apart. Both of us were breathing heavily. Green eyes seared into mine, locking me in place.
    “What was that for?” He took a step back, but didn’t let go of me.
    I shrugged one shoulder as I tried to get my breath back. “I’ve never kissed a guy with a lip ring. I was curious.”
    A pucker formed between his eyebrows as he studied me, searching for the real reason. He wasn’t going to find it because I didn’t even know the reason.
    “And?” he finally said.
    “And now I know.” I tried to back away, but he had both arms wrapped around me, trapping me.
    “You ever fucked a guy with a lip ring?” he said.
    I shook my head side to side once. “Nope.”
    He raised his pierced eyebrow again. “Want to try?”
    I fisted my hands in his shirt and gave him another fierce kiss.
    “Absolutely. Just don’t call me an idiot ever again.”
     
    Stryker
     
    I wasn’t planning on getting laid when I went to see her, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to say no when she kissed me like that. Plus, I had a thing for girls with glasses, and she still had that whole damaged thing going for her. I finally let her go, and she grabbed my hand and dragged me up the stairs to her room.
    “We don’t have much time, they’re watching me like I’m going to lose it,” she said, making sure the door was closed before she ripped the elastic band out of her hair and pulled her sweatshirt off. Underneath she was just wearing a tank top, no bra. “I’m not going to lose it. I’m not going to lose it.” She pulled her pants off in one quick motion and I realized I was just standing there, still fully-clothed. I also realized she had a shit ton of pink things. In fact, there were so many pillows on the bed, I wasn’t sure if there would be room for me.
    She walked until she was right in front of me and grabbed the bottom of my shirt. “I’m not going to lose it, got it?”
    “Got it,” I said. She pulled my shirt up and I helped her get it over my head. After only a moment to assess my tattoos, her hands were on my belt.
    “Good.” She kissed me again, and we fell onto her bed.
    “Too many pillows,” I said against her mouth as I reached behind and chucked some of them on the floor.
    “Mmm,” she said, pulling off her tank top. I tossed more pillows until I could finally flip her over so she was on her back under me. She broke the kiss. “Condom?”
    “Don’t have one.” I had one in the truck, but I didn’t think I needed to put it in my pocket like I would have if I’d gone out to a bar.
    “Top drawer,” she said pointing over her head at her desk. I reached and pulled one out, ignoring the fact that the condoms were probably left over from Zack.
    We both got the rest of the way naked and the sex was quick and hot and hard. I knew her neighbors were probably getting an earful, but the sounds she made were so sweet as her fingernails dug into my back and she begged me for more. Her legs wrapped around me and she rose up to meet me, demanding more, faster, harder. There was also a hint of desperation in it. Of hurt. Of anger.
    Of pain.
    I finally felt her come around me and I held out for as long as I could after her, but it wasn’t very long.
    “ Fuck ,” I groaned, holding myself up so I didn’t collapse on her. Our eyes locked and she gave me a quick kiss. She moved so I could lie on my back beside her on the small bed. I turned so I could look at her.
    She had a beautiful body. Sweet curves and soft angles. A few freckles dotted their way along her stomach. I hadn’t gotten to taste them. Yet. I reached out to trace them but she grabbed my wrist.
    “Don’t. Just because we had sex doesn’t mean I