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“Cars like these are sexy. So, where are your parents?” she asks me.
“Do you really want to talk about my parents right now?” I ask, gulping as I watch her hungry eyes stare back at me.
I know that she can see my hard-on growing in my jeans. Her eyes trail down my body and she smirks when she sees the affect that she is having on me.
“Not really,” Stella admits. She traces one finger along the paint of the Jaguar, and I find myself craving to feel her touch again.
Moving toward her, I tower over her small frame, and I swear, I can feel her heart beating rapidly. “Well, my parents in Las Vegas taking care of business. They won’t be home until sometime next week,” I tell her.
It’s strange how Stella has this power over me. She can make me share things—personal things—about myself that I wouldn’t dare share with anyone outside of my family. I fucking love and hate the power she seems to have over me.
Damn, I’m in trouble.
“Huh.” Stella slumps her shoulders.
“What?” I ask, oddly interested.
“It’s just funny how different and similar our lives are,” she notes, moving to the other side of the car.
“What do you mean?” I dare to ask.
She contemplates this for a moment before responding. “Well, both of our parents leave us alone, like a lot. But, the biggest difference is that you know that regardless of when your parents come back—and they will—you will be taken care. Bills aren’t on your priority list. For me, the weight of the world falls on my shoulders every second of every day.”
Stella looks almost shocked that those words came out of her own mouth. She let her walls fall and I know that she hates herself right now. Stella is strong and never lets people see her afraid, but with me, she is letting me have a glimpse at what life is like for her. And this is why I’m taking a huge leap of faith and letting her into my life. Stella needs me and damn it, I need her, too.
Before I know what I am doing, I rush around the car and stand so close to her, that I know that she can feel my breath against her skin. Her eyes meet mine and she bites her lip.
Fucking. Bites. Her. Lip.
Leaning down, I lose all sense of composure when I crash my lips against hers. My body moves on its own accord, as though I’m having some type of out of body experience, but this feels too good to be any type of dream.
When Stella’s hands being massaging my head, pulling and tugging at my hair, I can’t help but push into her body, forcing both of us to fall on top of the Jaguar.
Damn, if I let myself, I could lose myself with that girl. And, I just might.
