Jennifer and Rocket (The Princesses of Silicon Valley Book 6)

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good, her mouth is sweet, and her skin is soft. When we finally part I lean my forehead against hers as I ask, “Are you hungry?”
    Biting her lip she nods. Tilting my head toward my kitchen, I tell her, “I’ve got some chicken in the refrigerator. We can barbecue it for dinner. Do you have to be back anytime soon?”
    “No, dinner sounds good. Tell me what I can help with.”
    I stand up still holding on to her. Pulling her tight, I give her another kiss while I get to run my hands over that hot butt of hers. Finally, I let her go so we can head into my Winnebago.
    Entering, I state the obvious, “The kitchen’s small.” The benefit, it gives me a reason to be close to her as I put my hands on her hips to maneuver around in the small space. I finally give in to my latest impulse and kiss those nice lips of hers again.
    “I think the chicken is going to burn,” she says only millimeters from my lips.
    Who cares about chicken? Once I got a taste of those lips, I knew I wasn’t going to have any self-control. She backs her head up a little more.
    I finally breathe in deeply and say, “Yeah, I’ll get the chicken.”
    Entering the Winnebago with the chicken, Jennifer has set the table and is now sitting on the bench. As I place the only slightly burned chicken on the Winnebago’s table, I place one knee next to her on the bench using the table to brace myself. Then I lean in and start kissing her again. She squeals in response, which instantly ignites me. My fingers twitch with desire to feel her smooth skin. Soon she’s under me in a deep kiss as I hold myself from crushing her by angling my arm on the table while her arms are around my neck. After a while my arm starts to ache, which is the only thing that finally gets me to sit up.
    She gives me a sweet smile when we part and asks in a rough voice, “Is the chicken cold?”
    “Yeah but you're hot, so who cares.” My comment causes her to flash me a look, which, too, is hot.
    After eating, I find the couple of beers I’ve had have given me a nice relaxing buzz. I grab her hand and start pulling her toward the door. “Come on, I’ll show you something else great about this place.”
    “Shouldn’t we clean up?”
    “I’ll take care of that later,” I say as I open the door. As the cool night air hits, she noticeably shivers. “Hold on,” I tell her as I grab a warm fleece for her and a hoody for me. Placing the fleece around her shoulders, I throw on my hoody. What is it about a girl in my clothes that turns me on? Checking her out, I realize I like the way it’s really big on her.
    I reach for Jennifer’s hand. “Now the fun,” I say, as I lead her to the clearing on the top of the hill. The night is clear and there’s no moon. It’s only early evening, but it’s October so the sky is already dark.
    At the top of the hill she says, “Now what?”
    Sitting down and pulling her onto my lap, I say softly into her ear, “We get to look at the stars and make out. It’s the rural form of homegrown entertainment.”

Chapter 12 – Star Gazing
Jennifer
     
    Kissing Rocket is…amazing!
    I have no idea how he kisses so well, but I’m not going to analyze it, I’m just going to enjoy.
    He makes this form of rural entertainment astounding. With my eyes closed I can’t see any stars, though I don’t mind since I think kissing is more fun. I sit on his lap, my legs straddling his hips. At some point, he leans back, pulling me down with him. Our kissing gets intense as we reach under each other’s clothes and start touching skin.
    His fingers are rough from working in his studio. Before tonight, I would have never thought that callused fingers would feel nice, but now I know better. Reaching under his T-shirt I run my hand up over his chest and I feel metal.
    As in there’s a metal loop dissecting his nipple.
    As in he pierced his nipple! This is shocking.
    I pull away with a small shriek.
    “What have you pierced?” I exclaim.
    Rocket starts

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