of the air out of my lungs. Jep picks me up in a bear hug, jumping up and down with me in his arms.
Before I know what’s happening, he has lowered his lips to mine and is kissing me. My arms are caught at my sides; trapped and useless. Twisting my head away from his, I lean as far away from him as I can in an effort to put some distance between us. He doesn’t get the hint, his head following mine in order to maintain the connection.
“Jep!” I yell against his mouth. “Stop.”
To his credit he stops straightaway. Returning me to my feet, he smiles down at me, a rueful expression covering his cute face. Flicking his gaze between me and Nate, he takes a giant step back and lifts his hands in the air, as if surrendering.
“Don’t spaz out,” he laughs, leaving his gaze on Nate. “She said nothing was gonna happen between you two. Can’t blame a fella for trying...”
I’m in too good of a mood to tell him off. Glancing behind me, I find that Nate has his hands curled into fists and looks ready to have a go at his friend. Rolling my eyes when it dawns that, despite his words to the contrary, Nate still has hopes that he’s going to get in my panties, I decide it’s time to put an end to his delusions forever.
Sidling up to Jep, I slide my arm around his waist and curl into his side.
“It’ll take more than one kiss,” I wink and his eyes bug out at my abrupt change in behavior. “But keep up the good work.”
The MC climbs into the cage and begins his spiel into his microphone. His words boom and echo around the basement, denying Jep and Nate an opportunity to speak. A pleased smile grows on my face when I see that Nate’s finally gotten the message. Even though, he’s not meeting my eyes, I can gauge his change in mood. His fingers have returned to a more natural state and his shoulders have relaxed.
Leaving Jep’s side, I take my seat again. Nate’s uncle is being introduced and the excitement in the room has increased noticeably. Everyone seems to be talking at once, and my inability to stand the increased noise is testament to my slightly tipsy condition.
Jep sits down, closer than previously, his leg pressed against mine. Nate is still standing with his back slightly angled toward us, apparently waiting for his uncle to arrive and intent on ignoring me. I know that he can still see us out of the corner of his eye because his posture stiffens when Jep leans into me and lays a hand on my closest leg.
“I know what you were doing just then,” he murmurs in my ear. The breeze caused by his hot breath as it blows over my ear and neck makes me shiver and reminds me of my original plan for tonight. He runs his finger over my exposed thigh tattoo and I decide that he’ll do quite fine. He’s sufficiently sexy, and obviously interested in a no-strings-attached hook-up.
“What was I doing?” I ask, tilting my head closer to his.
“You’re trying to make it clear to Nate that he’s not getting what he wants. For once .” He pauses and runs his fingers up the inside of my closest thigh in soft, rhythmical strokes. “I’m more-than-happy to help you drive the message home.”
Taking hold of his arm, I halt his movements as they grow bolder with each circuit he makes, angling closer and closer to my pussy. Cocking my head to the side, I stare into his eyes and wait. I’m waiting for the throb of desire to begin between my legs. Something. Anything. I need a sign that my pussy is on board with my decision.
Shit. Nothing’s happening. Apparently, my vagina has gone on strike. It’s a new development because she’s made her interest in Nate known numerous times tonight. My mind runs in circles, trying to work out what her problem is.
Using his superior strength, Jep shakes off my grip and starts stroking my thigh again. The touch snaps me out of my confusion and I grab his arm to force him to stop again.
“I wanna watch this fight. We’ll discuss this after.”
I put him off, for
Before I know what’s happening, he has lowered his lips to mine and is kissing me. My arms are caught at my sides; trapped and useless. Twisting my head away from his, I lean as far away from him as I can in an effort to put some distance between us. He doesn’t get the hint, his head following mine in order to maintain the connection.
“Jep!” I yell against his mouth. “Stop.”
To his credit he stops straightaway. Returning me to my feet, he smiles down at me, a rueful expression covering his cute face. Flicking his gaze between me and Nate, he takes a giant step back and lifts his hands in the air, as if surrendering.
“Don’t spaz out,” he laughs, leaving his gaze on Nate. “She said nothing was gonna happen between you two. Can’t blame a fella for trying...”
I’m in too good of a mood to tell him off. Glancing behind me, I find that Nate has his hands curled into fists and looks ready to have a go at his friend. Rolling my eyes when it dawns that, despite his words to the contrary, Nate still has hopes that he’s going to get in my panties, I decide it’s time to put an end to his delusions forever.
Sidling up to Jep, I slide my arm around his waist and curl into his side.
“It’ll take more than one kiss,” I wink and his eyes bug out at my abrupt change in behavior. “But keep up the good work.”
The MC climbs into the cage and begins his spiel into his microphone. His words boom and echo around the basement, denying Jep and Nate an opportunity to speak. A pleased smile grows on my face when I see that Nate’s finally gotten the message. Even though, he’s not meeting my eyes, I can gauge his change in mood. His fingers have returned to a more natural state and his shoulders have relaxed.
Leaving Jep’s side, I take my seat again. Nate’s uncle is being introduced and the excitement in the room has increased noticeably. Everyone seems to be talking at once, and my inability to stand the increased noise is testament to my slightly tipsy condition.
Jep sits down, closer than previously, his leg pressed against mine. Nate is still standing with his back slightly angled toward us, apparently waiting for his uncle to arrive and intent on ignoring me. I know that he can still see us out of the corner of his eye because his posture stiffens when Jep leans into me and lays a hand on my closest leg.
“I know what you were doing just then,” he murmurs in my ear. The breeze caused by his hot breath as it blows over my ear and neck makes me shiver and reminds me of my original plan for tonight. He runs his finger over my exposed thigh tattoo and I decide that he’ll do quite fine. He’s sufficiently sexy, and obviously interested in a no-strings-attached hook-up.
“What was I doing?” I ask, tilting my head closer to his.
“You’re trying to make it clear to Nate that he’s not getting what he wants. For once .” He pauses and runs his fingers up the inside of my closest thigh in soft, rhythmical strokes. “I’m more-than-happy to help you drive the message home.”
Taking hold of his arm, I halt his movements as they grow bolder with each circuit he makes, angling closer and closer to my pussy. Cocking my head to the side, I stare into his eyes and wait. I’m waiting for the throb of desire to begin between my legs. Something. Anything. I need a sign that my pussy is on board with my decision.
Shit. Nothing’s happening. Apparently, my vagina has gone on strike. It’s a new development because she’s made her interest in Nate known numerous times tonight. My mind runs in circles, trying to work out what her problem is.
Using his superior strength, Jep shakes off my grip and starts stroking my thigh again. The touch snaps me out of my confusion and I grab his arm to force him to stop again.
“I wanna watch this fight. We’ll discuss this after.”
I put him off, for
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