Jade looks at the blanket in my hand, confused. “What’s that for?”
“Adrian needs to cool down for a minute. The engine’s too hot.”
She smiles, tugging on my shirt to pull me closer. “How thoughtful of you. Why did you name your car Adrian?”
I cock an eyebrow at her. “Ever hear of Rocky?”
“Like the movie?”
I nod. “Rocky’s the boxer from the movie. His wife was named Adrian.”
“Okay, but why name your car after her?”
I hesitate and then say, “You’ll think it’s stupid.”
“No, I won’t. Just tell me.”
“Have you ever watched any of the movies?”
She shakes her head. “I’m not really into sports.”
“I figured as much.” Jade runs her fingers up my arm, and I continue, “At the end of Rocky II, Rocky yells, ‘Yo Adrian, I did it!’ I always loved those movies, and when I could finally afford to buy this car… my dream car… I don’t know why but that was the first thing that came to my mind. Rocky was from Philly just like me. He had a shitty life and made something of himself. I don’t know… it just made sense to me at the time.”
“It’s the perfect name,” she whispers. “Because it means something to you.”
She’s starting to mean something to me too, and I’m terrified. A girl like Jade is not supposed to be with a guy like me. I’m not good for her. But I can’t seem to walk away like I know I should.
Dropping the blanket onto the hood, I hook my arm around her back, lifting her up in the process. Her lips crash against mine, my tongue invading her mouth. We’re all heat and passion, her fingers weaving through my hair, my hands exploring every inch of her body. She feels so damn good, her skin on mine, our bodies fused together.
Jade takes my bottom lip in her mouth and tugs on it. “If you don’t fuck me right now, I’m gonna die.”
Our lips separate for a second, long enough for a chuckle to escape her lips. Her laughter is contagious, and in one swift motion, I slide to my right to lower Jade onto the hood of my car. Reaching behind her, I spread the blanket out beneath her, and she stares up at me, nipples poking through her shirt, lips parted and wet.
I slip between her legs slowly sliding her skirt up her thighs taking in the sight of her long, toned thighs that are trembling. “Are you nervous?”
“No, not at all.”
“You sure? We don’t have to do this.”
She leans forward and reaches between us to pull down the zipper of my jeans. “I want you, Killian. Now.”
“So bossy.” I smirk, bunching her skirt up to her hips while staring down at her wet pussy, her thong still hanging around my rearview mirror. “You have to learn to be patient, Jade. Good things come to girls who wait.”
She laughs and leans forward fisting me in her hand. My eyes shut for a split second, and when I open them again, she’s sucking my cock. Gripping her shoulder, it takes everything in me to turn down another blow job.
I give her shoulder a slight push, and she stops to look up at me. “I want to come inside you.” She sits back, legs spread, tits falling out from her top. “Lay down,” I say, and she follows my order.
She looks gorgeous, blonde hair fanned out around her face, her soft skin practically glowing. I reach between her legs and rub her clit with my thumb making slow, circular motions. I smile, thinking about how much I like her and her sweet pussy, not wanting to admit to myself how much I actually like her. There’s something about Jade I can’t resist. She has a way of breaking down my walls, and somehow she’s managed to force her way into my world.
Gripping her thighs with both hands, I bend forward to kiss her inner thighs, torturing her as I slowly bury my face between her legs. She moans my name when I slip my tongue between her wet folds, tasting every inch of her. Jade’s so responsive to my touch, my tongue bringing her to the point of convulsing. She rocks her hips, my name a whisper on her lips, begging me to give her the high she’s so desperately chasing.
After she comes, she’s still shaking, her perfect body bared to me on the hood of my car. She looks so damn good with her legs spread, her shaved pussy glistening with her juices. Jade massages her nipples softly, cupping her big tits as she rolls the pads of her thumbs over the hard buds.
“What are you waiting for?” she breathes, staring at my long, hard cock.
“Nothing,” I mutter, rolling on a condom.
I didn’t even realize how much I was staring at her until she snapped me back to reality. Jade makes it so hard for me to concentrate sometimes. When I’m with her, I lose all sense of time. It’s like the only thing that matters when I’m with her is her. And that scares the shit out of me.