Carramel's POV
By the time my last class rolls around I've been on the edge of my nerves. I never thought I would miss James this much after a school day, but I was itching to be back in my lovers arms where it was always safe and warm.
My leg is bouncing anxiously and my hands are fluttering about as I watch the last two minutes of class wind down. As much as I had always loved school, the only thing it's doing right now is keeping me from my papa bears arms.
"Carramel is there somewhere else you need to be?" Mrs. Mason asks and she stomps on the last bit of patience I have for the day.
'Don't do it Carramel, you'll get in trouble.' Jessie warns me but I mentally flip her off and shove her into a corner in my mind.
"Yes, Mrs. Mason there is, actually." Her eyebrows shoot up in surprise when I talk back but I ignore her stupid face as the last bell finally rings for the day. I squeal, hurrying out of my seat, books already in hand being the first one out the door.
I giggle as I shoot down the hallway, little 'excuse me' and 'sorries' flying from my mouth as I race towards my locker. I see a lot of people watch me with smiles and waves which I return, too happy to see my Mate to be self conscious right now.
I reach my locker in under a minute but putting my locker combination is proving to be difficult when you're so happy your hands are basically vibrating. I'm about to say forget it and race outside when a manicured nail comes up and starts to put it in for me. I turn around with a smile breaking my face in half.
"Enza!" I say, excitement evident in my tone. "How did you know my combination?" I ask not really caring about the answer.
She finally gets it open for me and I waste no time grabbing my book bag and shoving my books in there as Enza chuckles and ruffles my chocolate curls. "Taylor made sure I know everything he does, so I can help keep an eye out on you."
I nod my head distractingly as I zip up my bag and double check to make sure I have everything. "Yup. Sounds like him." I answer dismissively.
"Did everything turn out okay with your Mate?" Enza asks and the question stops me in my tracks.
"What do you mean?" I ask frowning in confusion and slight panic.
"Yesterday Alex came and told you something was wrong with him. Did everything end up okay?" She asks brows creased in worry as she places a delicate hand on my shoulder.
I slap my forehead as the events of yesterday come rushing towards me. "Everything is fine, we got it all figured out, but I have to go, he wasn't at school today." I explain as I slowly try and edge myself away from her and this dragging conversation. I feel slightly apologetic about trying to rush the conversation but frankly I'm too pent up to care.
Thankfully she doesn't seem offended though as she laughs and waves. "Go see your Mate, Carramel, I'll let Taylor know everything is okay." I barely have a second to give her a smile before I'm turning around and almost running down the hallway.
Soon, I'm bursting through the doors, hands fluttering about as I look around the parking lot. At first I don't see him and my mood begins to deflate a bit, but then a crowd of kids move from in front of me and I giggle as I finally see the face of my Mate that I've been missing all day.
I start running towards him as he looks down at his phone and when I'm a couple feet away I yell, "James!" He instantly looks up and his face splits into a grin and he widens his arms and crouches down to catch me when I jump. I wrap my arms around his neck and legs around his waist, slamming my lips into his.
I instantly moan at the contact my hands coming up to grip his hair tightly as I try to deepen the kiss. The effort is wasted however when James pulls back, stopping any moves to follow him. And to both of our surprises a growl is pulled from my throat at the action.
My cheeks flame up instantly as a hand comes up to try and push the sound back into my mouth. James stares at me in disbelief for a couple moments longer before he breathes, "Holy shit, you're Monthly is coming."
The words do nothing to settle my growing embarrassment instead he just gives me a kiss on the cheek, opening the passenger door he was leaning on and letting me down so I can climb in. I throw my book bag in the back and buckle up my seatbelt as he rounds the front of the car to get to the drivers side. I had forgotten all about my Monthly in the face of my upcoming birthday tomorrow, and I groan at the realization.
My cheeks are burning so hot I'm scared I've popped a vessel. I'm ninety seven percent sure I have never growled at anyone in my life, and I'm so embarrassed but what just happened that I turn away from James and stare out the window, hands on my cheeks in an attempt to cool them.
He lets me be for as long as it takes for him to get settled and buckled in before his hand is appearing in front of my face to turn it towards him.
"There's no need to be embarrassed, Carramel. Frankly it was hot that you growled at me, but if your Monthly is coming we gotta get going now." He tells me, leaning over the middle to kiss me lightly in the lips. But it isn't enough for me as I try and lean forward, tongue coming out to play along is bottom lip and he pulls away groaning much to my dismay.
It takes a second for my head to clear from the momentary fog, but once it does, I'm confused. "Get going? Get going where?" I ask him and his face lights up.
"I though you wanted to go to your family's Mountain house. Don't tell me I did all this work for not-..." Before the sentence is even fully out of his mouth I'm unbuckling my belt and shooting across the seat to slam our lips together but he catches me just in time. "Carramel, let me get us to the cabin first, tell me the address." I huff as I settle back in the seat and tell him the address, upset he keeps trying to stop my advances.
Once he's on the road and he's switched over to the highway, I start my attack, needing the physical contact even just a little. Keeping off my seatbelt, I lean my hand over to touch his thigh, my heart pounding harshly in my chest in anxiety, my hands fluttering just as hard.
"Carramel." James warns but he keeps his eyes on the road and his hands on the wheel much to my satisfaction. I begin to rub his thigh lightly, attempting to gain some form of courage and I find it with how his breathing escalates and he begins shifting in his seat.
I thank the Moon Goddess that my lover didn't go to school today and settled on a pair of sweats instead of jeans, knowing my nervous fingers wouldn't be able to handle any zippers or buttons at the moment.
I let my hand slowly trail upwards and tentatively begin stroking the huge bulge that has appeared in the front of his pants. James releases a groan, his hips shifting forward to press his erection further into my hand.
My breath catches in my throat, and I grow more bold as this burning need to touch him skin to skin begins to settle within me. I turn towards him to lean down over the console in the middle and use two hands, one to widen the band of the sweats and the other to dip into the fabric to grab onto my lovers erection through his briefs.
We both moan at the contact and I can't help but want to see him cock in front of my face. I want to taste him on my tongue. I want him to touch me.
"Carramel. Carramel please, your scent is already changing, please just let me get us there." I hear James begging me to go back to my seat but I ignore him. My birthday is in a couple hours so I have every right to thank the body of the man who's going to love me forever.
Not giving it or him a second thought, I finally pull his pants down a little down his thighs and reach into his underwear to grab onto the warm steely flesh inside. I groan at the feeling, whimpering at the need to see exactly what's going to claim me these next few days.
Ignoring the groans and begging of James above me, I grip his cock tighter and pull it free of his clothing, mouth watering at the muscle in front of me. His cock is long and thick, veins running smoothly along the length of it, begging for my mouth to caress it. But what catches my attention is the bead of precum that's sitting atop his leaking erection that slowly glides down his length. As if in a trance, my tongue shoots out and catches the pleasure against my tongue, making James' hips buck, and follow the path it made back up to his tip.
My mind only clouds more at the taste but before I can get another I'm yanked up and pressed against the window of the passenger door.
I try and clear my gaze and I'm met with a panting James who's eyes are flickering between black and green.
"The closer time gets to your birthday, the more your Monthly will change. Let me get us to the fucking cabin so I can treat you like the slut you are. Okay, Carramel?" I whine in my throat, loving the way he's talking to me and handling me so roughly, but I nod my head, knowing that if I make him mad, he'll go back on his promise. "Now go into the back seat on your side and stay there until we get there."
I huff a sigh of frustration but follow directions, climbing into the backseat over the middle console, pouting as I put on my seatbelt. I look around curiously and realize we're pulled over in the high way, my mind finally clearing now that James isn't in my direct line of sight.
"Where are we?" I ask, watching as James lowers all the widows and takes greedy gulps of the air outside.
After a few moments he turns to me with a strained smile, his eyes finally back to green. "We're about two hours away, we should be there by eight thirty at the latest, so try and get some rest, okay?" He says softly and now that he says it I realize just how tired I really am.
"Okay, I'll go to sleep." I agree and he smiles at me and blows me a kiss before he smoothly glides his way into traffics after rolling all the windows up but his own. And as I lay in my side and slowly fall asleep the only thought in my head is how I can't wait for my birthday.