Instead, I blurted it out in the middle of a random park in Maryland while the two of us are going back and forth over which of us has the better hot chocolate flavor.
Cleo’s like a statue behind me as she stares with wide eyes, and I stare back at her, gaining a bit more confidence the more that I look at her. I walk back to where she is and stand in front of her. I plaster on my most confident smile as I pluck her hot cocoa from her hands and replace it with my own.
“Cleo Jones, will you be my girlfriend?”
forty-eight
Cleo
I’ve never jumped intosomeone’s arms so fast in my life, hot chocolate be damned.
Blake must’ve sensed the jump before it’d happened because he quickly grabbed both of our drinks and sat them down before I barreled into his arms.
“So, is that a yes?” the smartass asks, his voice muffled by my hair as I giggle
I freaking giggled!That’show excited I am to be his girlfriend. I feel like I’m at freaking WonderWorld watching their signature fireworks show in front of the pink WonderWorld castle.
“Of course it’s a yes!” I beam, kissing him with all the joy in the world.
The idea of Blake and I being together has crossed my mind more than I can count over the course of the past month, especially after all that he’s been doing to get my sex tape taken down. Hell, he’d done such a good job at keeping me distracted from it that I'd nearly forgotten about it all until I got back home.
Dad and I had a very short conversation about it and he’d explained that he wasn’t disappointed in the fact that it was posted, but more so the fact that I allowed myself to be recorded in such an intimate way—which is understandable.
I felt the exact same way.
Blake sets me back on the ground with the largest grin I’ve ever seen as he wraps an arm around my shoulder.
“Sogirlfriend, what is it that you want to do for the rest of the day?”
“I have quite a few ideas,boyfriend.”
And just like that, we find ourselves in the driveway of my dad’s house, making out with each other like that one Wonder cartoon from the early 2000s.
I climb across the center console onto Blake’s lap for easier access, and since he owns a Jeep, the center is practically nonexistent. Blake smirks at me, pushing my hips down onto his hard erection, and I whimper as my sensitive heat comes in contact with his hardening dick.
“Fucking hell, Wilder,” I mumble as he rocks my hips against him, pushing me harder into him.
“Say that shit again,” He growls, tightening his already tight grip on my hips.
“Say what?” I kiss the shell of his ear softly, working my way down his neck.
Blake groans as my touch lingers along the most sensitive part of his neck and I lick it just to toy with him a little longer.
“Fuck, Princess.” He curses, lifting my hips off his waist, pulling down his pants and boxers. Blake's dick jumps in all its glory as soon as it’s released from his underwear.
My eyes gleam at the sight of him as he gives himself a few strokes before reaching into his glove compartment, and pulling out a condom.
I don’t waste any time as I pull my panties to the side, my skirt giving me quick access to the flimsy material.
“We have to be quick…” my voice is breathy as Blake pulls me in for a searing kiss, he’s smiling as he pulls away, looking me square in the eyes.
“Baby, I can cum just from the sight of you, my job is to make sure you finish.”
He’s quick like a cheetah, adjusting me directly over him and I clench around his length almost immediately as he slowly sinks me down on him.
We breathe each other in, allowing me to adjust to his thick length. Blake eyes me for a moment and once he sees that I’m okay, he goes to work, thrusting up into me.
He fucks me like he never wants to lose me, he grips me tightly, holding my body into his as he works himself into me.
