With our bodies close, he smiles down at me. “I like who I am with you,” he happily announces.
I run my hands up his chest before wrapping them around his neck. “Who are you when you’re with me?”
He brushes his lips over mine. “Playful. Happy. Carefree.”
“Who are you when you’re without me?”
“Serious. Sad. Stressed.”
My smile fades. “I’m sorry, Jett.”
He runs his nose along my cheek as he continues to hold me close, his hands running all over my body. “Don’t be sorry. Just don’t leave me. I can’t lose you.”
As if suddenly sensing the unexpectedly serious turn, he attempts to lighten things by nibbling on my lower lip and declaring, “I think we would have rocked our mugshots.”
I giggle. “A topless mugshot of you would go viral. I’d be fighting women away from you all day long. Thank god for Cassandra.”
“I appreciate you calling her. I would have taken care of it for you.”
“I don’t need anyone to take care of me. I can take care of myself.”
“Hmm, I know. I love your independence, but just know I’m also here for you.” He sways our bodies together as if we’re dancing into the silent night.
“Ya know, there’s no music,” I joke.
He inhales my hair and breathes, “There’s always music when I’m with you.”
This guy. I don’t think I’ve ever felt as loved and cherished as he makes me feel. It’s all-consuming.
While still dancing with me, he reaches down and lifts the sweatshirt over my head, tossing it onto the hood of his car. His eyes rake over my body. “This looks stunning on you.” His fingers gently trace the lace. “It might be my new favorite. Maybe I should get it in more colors.”
“Stop buying me lingerie. I don’t have room for any more of it.”
He traces my lips with his thumb. “Never. You look like a goddess in everything I buy. I need only think about you wearing that stuff, and I get worked up. No one has ever ignited me the way you do, angel face. I never want this feeling to end. I’m addicted.”
“You’re very lovey tonight, even for you,” I cheekily mumble into his lips. “Must be a side effect of the Boner Shake.”
He lifts my chin so our eyes meet. “It’s not some protein shake. It’s just you. I love you so damn much, Fallon.”
I nod, knowing I feel the same way about him but loving how openly he expresses his feelings to me.
Moving his hands down to my hips, he quickly turns my body until my back is to his front, though he continues to sway our hips to a beat I can’t hear. I feel his erection on my ass. One arm wraps around my middle while the fingers of his other hand run up the inside of my thighs until they run through me, causing me to suck in a breath.
“Hmm,” he groans. “The way you breathe when I touch you…it drives me insane. You drive me insane.”
His fingers softly brush past my clit over and over.
“Do you want me inside you again, naughty girl?”
When I nod, it’s only a matter of minutes before he makes good on his promise to bend me over the hood of his car and give me a few more orgasms.
NINETEEN
FALLON
“Iused to be in a lesbian relationship. Not with a woman, but with a man who was a little bitch,” Kennedy happily announces to Shay.
Shay holds her stomach in laughter. Kennedy constantly cracks lesbian jokes in front of Shay, and they wildly amuse her.