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So for the past couple of days, she’d been waiting for him to ask her out on a date, or to make the next move. He hadn’t kissed her again, and well, she was spending a great deal of her time thinking about his lips on hers, and what it would feel like to have him kiss her again.
She wanted his kisses, needed them.
How to get him to kiss her again seemed like a mystery to her.
“I know what you’re thinking,” he said.
“You do?”
“Yes, you’re wondering if I can even rebuild your dad’s engine?”
“Not what I’m thinking at all.”
“Oh,” he said.
She burst out laughing. “I bet you can’t even guess.” Her body was on fire. It had been a long time since she had sex, and Rusty was right. They did dance around each other when they were younger, never committing to anything, always looking, pining.
She was tired of pining.
Could she make the first move? Would it really be the first move if he’d already kissed her?
Ugh, it didn’t matter to her, not right now.
What she wanted was for him to be with her.
“Can I have a clue?” he asked.
She slid her tongue across her lips, but he clearly missed the point.
“Still got nothing.”
She rolled her eyes, moved up to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him down to kiss him. It was a slow kiss, taking her time, exploring his mouth, before plunging her tongue inside.
Pulling away, she stared up at him. “Well?”
He gripped her ass, moving her back against the wall. “You want my kiss.”
“Rusty, I want a whole lot more than your kiss.”
He lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
“I want to fuck you so badly.”
She gasped, but he captured it as he did her lips. His fingers sank into her hair. The scent of sweat and grease were heavy in the air, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was having him. She was tired of waiting.
“I want to go back to your place,” she said.
“You sure?”
“Yes. I’ve never been more sure of anything else in my life.”
He lowered her down, and she was shaking a little from anticipation. She watched him remove his overalls and rush around, closing and locking the place up. She knew he had a place just across town, and as she hiked her bag up her shoulder, he took it from her, placing it gently in the backseat of his car, as he helped her inside the passenger seat. He locked up the gate, and there was a security light shining into the street.
She was going to do this.
Rusty climbed behind the driver’s wheel, turned the engine over, and there was no doubt in her mind what she was about to do. This was what she wanted, and she was going to do it, finally.
He pulled away from the curb and drove the short distance to his house. Not many people were hanging around, and as he pulled into his driveway, her heart began to race.
“If you don’t want to do this, I can take you back home.”
“I want this.” She opened the door and stepped out of the car.
She grabbed her bag, and without further conversation, they entered his home.
The scent of lemon was heavy in the air, and as she stepped into his home, he took the bag from her, placing it on the floor, and pressing her up against the door.
“You’re in my house now, and I want you to play by my rules.”
There were two Rustys she was starting to see. There was the sweet guy that everyone got a chance to see, and then there was this guy. The one she had only caught a glimpse of when they were kissing.
He took her hands, placing them above her head. “I will never hurt you.”
“I know.”
“I just … I like to be in charge.”
“You can be.” She had no doubt he wouldn’t hurt her. It wasn’t in Rusty’s nature to hurt anyone.
“When you’re in my house, I want you naked.” He lifted his shirt over his head and threw it to the floor.
She watched him, seeing the hard muscles with a few splashes of ink on his upper arms and chest.
He kept them hidden mostly, but right now, he looked like the bad boy, not the friendly neighborhood mechanic. This was the man who she should be writing about. The guy who was every woman’s wet dream.
His jeans went next, and he wasn’t wearing any boxer briefs. He stood before her completely naked.
His cock was long, thick, and the tip swollen with a hint of pre-cum leaking out.
Without waiting for him to give the order, she pulled her shirt up over her head, trying to get it off as fast as possible. Next, she worked on her jean shorts, wriggling out of them.
