He recovers quickly and flashes me a smile. “No worries. But one of these days you’re going to say yes to me.”
I smile. Although it may be annoying, him asking me so much, he’s never offended by my rejections. I think it’s more of a game to him by now, which is fine because I’m never going to accept.
Instead of saying that, I respond with, “Maybe.”
He winks before walking off, and I blow out a breath. A second later, I’m opening my car door and climbing inside, impatient to get back to my conversation with Nathan.
Nathan: It should definitely be a turn-on. I woke up this morning with them in my hand. Can you guess what I did with them?
Warmth spreads up my legs, sending tingles between them.
Me: I could guess, but I think I’d like it better if you told me.
Nathan: I wrapped them around my cock and stroked myself to the image of you plunging your fingers in your greedy pussy.
My head tips back against my seat as an image of him jacking off in my panties comes to mind. My nipples tingle and wetness floods my panties, causing me to squirm in my seat.
Before I get a chance to respond, my phone dings with another message.
Nathan: Meet me tonight.
I lift my head and look out the window. Several students walk by, their arms full of books, laughing with their friends. There are people out on the lawn sitting under trees, enjoying the sunshine. Some stand by their cars, doors open with music playing.
I drop my eyes back to the phone and contemplate Nathan’s question. I want to meet him again so badly. My body longs for more of what he can give it, but my mind tells me to be leery. I know I should do the smart thing—after all, I know virtually nothing about him—but my body’s craving wins out. When Avery and my parents get back in a few days, I’ll be responsible again. Until then, I’m going to enjoy Nathan.
Me: When and where?
His reply is immediate, like he already knew what my answer would be.
Nathan: 9 at Blackie’s.
Blowing out a breath, I tell him I’ll be there. A flutter of excitement goes through me, and I can’t help the big grin that takes over my face. I look at the time on my phone. Six hours.
I shove the key in the ignition, start my car, and pull out of the parking lot, anticipation coursing through my veins the whole way home.
ChapterSeven
Nathan
I’M LEANING AGAINST THE TRUCK, cigarette between my lips, when Emberleigh pulls into Blackie’s parking lot. She parks several spots away from my truck. I crush my cigarette beneath my boot and walk around to meet her. She doesn’t notice me at first, so I take a moment to watch her. She’s bent over, reaching for something in her car, so her dark purple skirt rides up her smooth legs, stopping just below her sweet spot. It sends an electric current to my dick. I have to bite my tongue to suppress my groan.
She still doesn’t hear me when I walk over to stand directly behind her. I slip my hand between her thighs and run it up until I meet silk. She lets out a loud squeak and stands and turns. Both fear and outrage have her eyes turning a darker blue. When she notices it’s me, the emotions dissipate, replaced with heat. So much fucking heat that it nearly scorches me.
“You should watch your surroundings,” I murmur, then yank her body against mine. “I could have been a stranger.”
“But you are a stranger.” Her voice is breathless.
One corner of my mouth quirks up. “True, but I’m the kind who will stop if you say no.”
Before she has a chance to form a reply, I drop my head and take her lips like I’ve been dying to do since I left her the night before. Hell, since the night I saw her being fucked up against her window by another guy.
A deep groan leaves my throat when her fingers dig into my hair. I palm her ass and shove my cock against her l
ower stomach, showing her just how fucking hard I am for her.
When I pull back, her eyes flutter open. They look glassy, like she’s drunk off just my kisses. Fuck knows I’m fucking plastered on hers.
“Let’s go,” I order, and tug her behind me.