“Oh! Oh! Oh!” I breathed heavily trying not to make noise as my body was raked over by wave after wave of pleasure. “Lucas! You’ve wrecked me!”
"I haven't even started, Tilly." He panted. He rode on top of me making me groan and again feel my sex gush with excitement as my pussy was pounded harder and harder. Lucas looked down at me. We locked our eyes and I could see his pleasure rising. Within seconds after I came to his body responded perfectly to mine. His hips bucked with wave after wave of delight until he collapsed on top of me burying his head in my neck.
“There is something about being in a car with you, Lucas that is very dangerous.” I joked and was glad when I felt his body shake with laughter.
We quickly pulled ourselves together and I cracked the window to take a breath of cold air.
“Why don’t you just come to my house?” Lucas insisted. “Jenna’s going to have the place operating like a zoo. No one will even notice we are there.”
“I can’t. My parents are waiting for me.” I sighed.
“Maybe you’d like to come by for some coffee or something tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow is Christmas.”
“So?”
“So?” I laughed. “I like my parents, Lucas. I’ve missed them while I was away.”
“Yeah. I suppose. Some people like spinach.” He tucked my hair around my ears. “I just don’t want you to go.”
“Well, I am. But you know how to get a hold of me.”
“You’re sure you can’t just blow them off?” he insisted.
“Absolutely not.” I shook my head. “Call me tomorrow?”
“Yes.” He nodded without really looking at me. I wonder how many girls had blown off their families to be with Lucas. It’s obviously happened before or else he would be suggesting it to me.
He opened the car door for me once we pulled up in front of my house. It was a simple ranch home with tacky multicolored Christmas lights hanging around the windows and a Nativity scene made out of plastic in the yard.
Clive helped me with my bag and I quickly took it from him without looking him in the eye. I’m sure he knew what happened in the back seat.
"Merry Christmas, Lucas." I waved as I hurried to the front door, careful not to slip on the layer of ice that was in the driveway.
I rang the doorbell as Lucas shut the car door and didn’t turn around. I couldn’t. It was just like at the party all those months ago. I couldn’t be like every other girl. I just couldn’t. Besides, if I had I would have missed my dad’s expression when he opened the door.
Chapter 16 – Jenna
“I’m not looking forward to him coming home. I’m sorry.” I looked at Michael seriously. Sure. I had a few drinks and I was feeling a little braver and bolder but these were things I had to tell the boy’s father. “He should have been sent to Paris or Milan or something for Christmas.”
“Jenna.” Michael clicked his tongue. “You can get along with him for a couple of days, can’t you? He’ll be heading back to college in less than two weeks. I’d like my son to feel he can come home if he needs to.”
“That’s the thing. As long as you keep putting money in his bank account he’ll never leave. Don’t you think he’s got to learn how to stand up for himself?”
“Like you?” Michael’s words bit hard.
"Don't even go there, Michael. I made a very good living in real estate. I learned how to take care of myself. So sue me if I think it's time someone takes care of me for a change." I pouted.
“Now, Jenna, you know I understand your background. But Lucas is my son. He can have whatever he wants. I’ve got no bad news coming from the school. He’s not dropping out or bringing home any baby-mamas. In this day and age that is a pretty big accomplishment.”
“But you promised we were going to be alone over the holiday.”
“I did. Then you invited your mother and aunt and someone you knew in kindergarten.”
“She was in my sorority in college. She handles the alumni club newsletter.”
“Is that why she’s eating my food and sleeping in one of my guest rooms with her weird husband who stares off into space?”