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I’d never felt a pull so strong—never felt so much fire and pleasure running to my core. My back was pressed against the cool window, his hands still clasping my face, his manhood hardening in his sweats, and molding perfectly between my legs.
Seconds later and his hands came up to my hair, possessively yanking out the band that held the ponytail, tugging, and gripping when my curls were set free.
I whimpered, not from pain, but from ultimate satisfaction. It felt nice to experience this rough side of him—the mean side.
Drake had lost control. He, too, wanted this. He wanted it so bad and now that he had it, he didn’t want to let go. And, fortunately, I didn’t mind it. He could have kissed me until the sun rose for all I cared.
We remained this way for several minutes. My hands didn’t know what to do. All they knew was that they wanted to touch him. Everywhere. I wanted to grab the rock in his pants, fiddle and play.
I wanted to please him, release some stress. I wanted him to know that it was okay—that I was okay and that I was still that friend he could talk to.
When the kiss finally broke, his eyes bore into mine. His lips were raw and wet, face as hard as stone. He released me slowly, feeling that magnetic pull between us—the one that was extremely hard to deny.
I couldn’t pull away either. Truth be told, I didn’t want to.
We were greedy for each other.
I panted.
He simply watched me.
The bell above the restaurant door chimed and finally we snapped out of it as Kylie called my name.
I straightened up, and Drake rubbed his mouth with the back of his arm. He stepped to my side, looking towards Kylie, who’d finally found us by the car.
She had a smirk on her lips as she looked between us. I tried to fix my disheveled hair—the dead giveaway that it was—glancing up at Drake, who was focused on anything but me right now.
“Got your text,” Kylie huffed. “Oscar said he’d give me a ride home. Is that cool?” She was grinning like a fool now, stealing glances of Drake who was now focused on his shoes.
“Yeah,” I said way too cheerily. “That’s cool with me! Text me when you get home!”
“Oh, I’m not going home,” she beamed, wiggling her eyebrows.
I shook my head. “Bad girl. Well, have fun but be safe!”
“Girl, I have a fighter with me. I’m safe for now.” She grinned at me and then at Drake. “You guys be safe.” She winked at me, giving me that we are definitely going to talk about this ASAP look. “See you later, Jen.”
“Later, Kylie.”
Kylie hurried back for the restaurant and through the window I saw her sit with Oscar again. Oscar wasn’t paying much attention to her. He was looking through the window and in our direction.
He turned and asked Kylie something, she responded, but then he looked again for a few seconds before turning around and shrugging.
My heart was still dancing in my chest. I ran the bottom of my shoe across the gravel on the road, unsure of what to say now.
My lips still tingled, my belly fluttering, chest tight. I was beaming, and I tried to push it aside but it wouldn’t budge.
“You should get home,” Drake murmured.
I looked up at him. “I’m not ready to go home yet.”
“Well, you can’t stay out here all night.”
I pouted a little. “What are you going to do?”
“Eat,” he said, almost laughing. “I need fuel.”
“You like this place?” I asked, looking around the restaurant.
“It satisfies.” His arms went across his chest again. “And it’s cheap.” He looked down at me, and I felt flushed, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip.
“That it is.”
Unfolding his arms, he stepped forward, scanning me again. “I’m free tomorrow. Call me.” He started to walk off, but before he could get away, I caught his hand, spinning him around.
There wasn’t enough space between us, so we clashed into one another. Luckily, he caught me, strong arms tight around my middle. His eyes were filled with fire, but they weren’t the type of flames that held anger.
These flames were intense and hungry. Almost desperate.
I put on a small smile and meshed my lips together. That kiss had me feeling all types of bold and confident with him.
I smiled.
His mouth twitched, failing to prevent one.
Finally I went for the kill, pressing in, and kissing him tenderly one last time before I left.
He didn’t fight it. He allowed me, though he didn’t exactly return the kiss. When I pulled away, my smile was coy and I vanished from his grasp.
“I’ll call you tomorrow,” I said, and then I turned, opening my car door and sliding in. I started the ignition and when I put the car in reverse, Drake was still standing in the parking lot.
