And he liked me. Fat Frannie. How crazy was that?
Nevada was going to flip when I told her.
Crap, I better take a picture…
How was I going to do that without being a total dork though?
We walked down the stairs that led to the sand. It was cooler down here, and really quiet. I looked around, staring up at the moon. And then Jace grabbed me and pulled me under the boardwalk.
I had a split second of wondering what the heck he was doing before his mouth came crashing down on mine.
He moaned as if he’d been dying to kiss me.
Like he was in the desert and I was a cold drink of water.
Like he was drowning and I was a life raft.
His hands were all over me, pressing and molding me against him and he pushed me backwards. My back knocked against one of the wood pilings and then he was there, his hand gripping my thigh, opening me, wedging his body between my legs.
Oh my God.
I heard a soft whimper and realized the sound was coming from me. I was making soft, breathy, utterly feminine noises as he kissed and stroked me. His hands closed over my breasts and we groaned in unison. I’d never been touched there. I had no idea it would feel this good.
Suddenly Jace was lifting my t-shirt up and over my breasts. I felt so exposed, standing against the piling with my shirt half off. His hands cupped me through my bra and he glanced up at me, awe on his face.
My breasts were awe inspiring apparently.
“Hmmm… Frannie… Jesus!”
Then he lowered his head and started kissing me there. Little pecking kisses on the upper swell of my breasts as he tugged my bra cups down. His lips closed over my nipple and we both moaned again.
He spent what seemed like forever there, just sucking on one nipple then the other as his hips ground into me. I could feel his cock. It was rock hard and burning a hole into me through both of our jeans.
And it was big.
Really really big.
Finally he lifted his head and stared at me.
“Frannie… what are you doing to me?”
I could have asked him the same question. I felt like I was drunk. I’d only been drunk once, when Nev and I grabbed a bottle of sparkling pink wine from one of the parties at the Westlake’s estate in tenth grade.
That had been exciting, until the morning after anyway.
But this blew it out of the water.
We were both out of breath as Jace lowered me to the sand. He kissed me again, rocking his hard on against me. His hands went to the buttons on my jeans and I stopped him, rolling away.
“What’s wrong?”
“I can’t.”
“I thought you said you didn’t have a boyfriend.”
I couldn’t look at him as I knelt there. I started adjusting my bra and shirt. Jace said something under his breath that sounded like a curse.
“I don’t.” He looked at me, a question in his eyes. “Have a boyfriend.”
“Then what’s the matter?”
I took a deep breath and looked at him.
“I’ve never done this before.”
He grinned at me cheekily.
“Fooled around on the beach?”
I shook my head.
“Fooled around.” I took a deep breath that sounded shaky, even to me. “Period.”
His eyebrows lifted.
“You haven’t…”
I shook my head, knowing I was ruining it. He was going to think I was a freak. But I couldn’t lie.
“I’ve never even been kissed before.”
He laughed and pounced on me, pressing me back into the sand as he lay on top of me.
“Shut the fuck up. You are messing with me.”
Slowly I shook my head no.
“No. I’m really not.”
He blinked, staring at me with a look of surprise. There was something too. He looked… kind of happy about it.
“Seriously?”
I nodded.
“Seriously.”
He leaned down and kissed me softly. Then he helped me to my feet and pulled me into his arms again.
“That’s good.”
“It is?”
He nodded happily.
“I’m glad you told me. We don’t have to rush.”
I stared up at him, not sure what to say. Finally I just nodded, brushing my hair out of my face. Sand fell everywhere, breaking the tension.
We both laughed.
“Come on, let’s find another ride to go on.”
“Okay. There’s one more thing…”
He tilted his head to the side, waiting.
“I want to pay you for the car.”
He blinked at me in the darkness. He had no idea what I was talking about.
“If you thought I was going to pay you like this…”
He laughed.
“How about this, I’ll let you pay for the parts since they are my uncles anyway. The sweat is on me.”
I exhaled sharply and nodded.
“That would be great. Thank you.”
He grinned at me.
“I like the way your mind works though. You can pay me like this for whatever you want.”
He grabbed my waist and pulled me back against him.
“Um Jace, that’s the exact opposite of what I meant.”