the gas station, waiting for another glimpse of the hot chick in the red boots. Too bad she's taken.
I get lost in my head while I wait. I've got it all planned out. Every detail. Every word. I want to do this right. The only wild card is Jenna. I'm just not sure what she's thinking or if she's even ready for what I have planned. Despite how right this feels and despite how much I want it, I don't want to screw things up.
Tonight's the night. I'm going to lay my heart on the line and prove my love for her. In a weird version of reality, Seth made sense. I have to lose the bet. That means I have until midnight to carry out my plan.
"How do you manage to make pumping gas look so sexy?" Jenna wraps her arms around my waist from behind. Her breasts press into my back as her hands grip my waist, teasing me in public where I can do nothing about it. Naughty girl.
"I'm just good like that," I laugh, replacing the nozzle and gas cap. Then, I spin in her arms, pushing her against the car. Surprise, then desire, flit across her face before I lower my lips to hers. My tongue flicks her plump bottom lip before drawing it into my mouth and gently sucking. Her eyes flutter closed as her breathing deepens and her hands move up my back to the nape of my neck, tangling in my hair. Taking that as my cue, I deepen the kiss, my tongue plunging into her mouth and exploring every inch of it. My hands find her hips, lifting her and lining her up against my groin. A soft moan vibrates across my lips as her body presses into me.
"Keep it PG, guys." We jump apart at the sound of the voice over the intercom. We're both stunned as we look toward the store and see a young guy waving at us. Looking back at each other, we begin laughing as we scramble to open the doors of the car and jump in. Jenna laughs uncontrollably, her face flushed, as she doubles over and holds her stomach. I can barely catch a breath as I fumble to start the engine and speed away.
Nothing is ever boring with Jenna.
We're still laughing when I hit the interstate. "Holy shit! That was embarrassing!" She's always gorgeous, but in this moment, she takes my breath away. Her cheeks are still pink, her hair blowing in the wind, as a huge smile lights up her face.
I'm not embarrassed. Not at all. I want everyone to know she's mine, to know I want her no matter where we are.
"We almost gave that little shit a show." I say between gasping breaths. "How old was he anyway?"
"He looked about sixteen," she coughs out. "Oh my God, Eric!" Then, she bursts out laughing again, doubling over in her seat. Her eyes widen as she turns in her seat and stares out the back window.
"What?" I laugh with her. Her full throttle, no holds barred, carefree giggle is so contagious. For once, I don't care about my parents' expectations or the Brody and Declan saga.
All I care about is in this car with me. Right here. Right now.
"You are not going to believe this... I left our drinks sitting on the gas pump!"
Chapter 17
Jenna
All I've gotta say is it's a good thing I took some Advil. I forgot the caffeine I so badly needed, and my head hurt after laughing so hard.
When I walked out of that store and saw Eric leaning against his car, I couldn't help myself. I admired him as I walked across the parking lot, and before I could talk myself out of it, I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist.
It had nothing to do with the little game I've been playing. But I think I got played. My skin is hot, feverish, and I shiver when the air conditioner blows over me. My lips tingle from the ravaging of his lips, and my core pulses with longing as I recall the pressure of his thigh between my legs.
Damn, that man makes me horny.
Last night was just cruel. I planned on stripping for him, had even rehearsed the whole routine. Now, I'm not going to claim to be an expert, but I just knew I was going to blow his mind. And then, I got drunk.
It's all Seth's fault. What the hell was I
I get lost in my head while I wait. I've got it all planned out. Every detail. Every word. I want to do this right. The only wild card is Jenna. I'm just not sure what she's thinking or if she's even ready for what I have planned. Despite how right this feels and despite how much I want it, I don't want to screw things up.
Tonight's the night. I'm going to lay my heart on the line and prove my love for her. In a weird version of reality, Seth made sense. I have to lose the bet. That means I have until midnight to carry out my plan.
"How do you manage to make pumping gas look so sexy?" Jenna wraps her arms around my waist from behind. Her breasts press into my back as her hands grip my waist, teasing me in public where I can do nothing about it. Naughty girl.
"I'm just good like that," I laugh, replacing the nozzle and gas cap. Then, I spin in her arms, pushing her against the car. Surprise, then desire, flit across her face before I lower my lips to hers. My tongue flicks her plump bottom lip before drawing it into my mouth and gently sucking. Her eyes flutter closed as her breathing deepens and her hands move up my back to the nape of my neck, tangling in my hair. Taking that as my cue, I deepen the kiss, my tongue plunging into her mouth and exploring every inch of it. My hands find her hips, lifting her and lining her up against my groin. A soft moan vibrates across my lips as her body presses into me.
"Keep it PG, guys." We jump apart at the sound of the voice over the intercom. We're both stunned as we look toward the store and see a young guy waving at us. Looking back at each other, we begin laughing as we scramble to open the doors of the car and jump in. Jenna laughs uncontrollably, her face flushed, as she doubles over and holds her stomach. I can barely catch a breath as I fumble to start the engine and speed away.
Nothing is ever boring with Jenna.
We're still laughing when I hit the interstate. "Holy shit! That was embarrassing!" She's always gorgeous, but in this moment, she takes my breath away. Her cheeks are still pink, her hair blowing in the wind, as a huge smile lights up her face.
I'm not embarrassed. Not at all. I want everyone to know she's mine, to know I want her no matter where we are.
"We almost gave that little shit a show." I say between gasping breaths. "How old was he anyway?"
"He looked about sixteen," she coughs out. "Oh my God, Eric!" Then, she bursts out laughing again, doubling over in her seat. Her eyes widen as she turns in her seat and stares out the back window.
"What?" I laugh with her. Her full throttle, no holds barred, carefree giggle is so contagious. For once, I don't care about my parents' expectations or the Brody and Declan saga.
All I care about is in this car with me. Right here. Right now.
"You are not going to believe this... I left our drinks sitting on the gas pump!"
Chapter 17
Jenna
All I've gotta say is it's a good thing I took some Advil. I forgot the caffeine I so badly needed, and my head hurt after laughing so hard.
When I walked out of that store and saw Eric leaning against his car, I couldn't help myself. I admired him as I walked across the parking lot, and before I could talk myself out of it, I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist.
It had nothing to do with the little game I've been playing. But I think I got played. My skin is hot, feverish, and I shiver when the air conditioner blows over me. My lips tingle from the ravaging of his lips, and my core pulses with longing as I recall the pressure of his thigh between my legs.
Damn, that man makes me horny.
Last night was just cruel. I planned on stripping for him, had even rehearsed the whole routine. Now, I'm not going to claim to be an expert, but I just knew I was going to blow his mind. And then, I got drunk.
It's all Seth's fault. What the hell was I
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