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I’m close… so close… she suddenly moves to the ground and tugs my jeans down further and lowers to her knees, her swollen lips latch onto my dick and I’m gone I grip the armrests and groan then explode into her mouth at about the same time Singing in The Rain starts to play.
Fuck.
Chapter Four
Chloe
I cannot believe I’m doing this.
My sister always told me to play it cool when it came to dates and after the news I got today I just lost it, completely, and he was so happy and fun, and after graduation everything has just been shit.
I wanted to pick something—someone for myself—live life outside the bubble I’ve been put in. And the shadow she constantly held me under.
I didn’t exactly plan on said bubble exploding so hard and fast, then again, I really didn’t plan on meeting Quinn.
He’s so cute I want to cry and he isn’t shoving himself in my face—the guy literally offered to buy me an ice cream cone because, I’m assuming, he thought I wasn’t having a good time or was uncomfortable when really I wanted to jump him. Adrenaline spiked and now I know what a good random one night with a guy tastes like.
Quinn.
I wipe my lips.
He stares down at me with hooded eyes, like he’s in some sort of hypnotic state. “Well, that was not what I had planned when you wanted to watch Statham.”
I laugh. “Maybe I wanted to watch you?”
“That was not a passive activity, Chloe.” He winks. “And I’m a little in shock and suddenly so very sleepy right now.” He yawns and stretches his arms above his head. He literally has lean muscle everywhere. “Stop staring, that’s what stalkers do.”
I make a face.
“Where did you come from?” I ask.
He leans forward and points up. “The sky, I’m like superman but I can’t fly, oh shit, that rhymed,” I turn away as he rearranges himself.
I gulp. “Yeah well, you’re clearly a poet.”
His hands find my face and turn me back around. “I’m not a one-night stand sort of guy and you didn’t even share all the Milk Duds, so at the risk of sounding extremely cheesy, do you wanna go walk on the beach?”
“How’s that cheesy?”
“Because clearly I’m saying it so the night doesn’t end, and while I appreciate all the sexual tension throbbing—“
I wince.
“—Yup, poor choice of words.” He clears his throat in the most adorable way. “Ahem, while I appreciate the connection.” He grins down at me.
“Better.”
“Thank you, so where was I, oh yes, while I appreciate the strong connection we have, I really want to get to know you, so can we attempt to not step on a jellyfish wherein I would have to sadly pee on you, and walk for a bit so I can ask you a shit ton of dumb questions that have to do with all your favorites so I don’t fail you miserably when I obviously ask you out on a second date.”
“THIS WAS A DATE?” I yell.
His body goes still, his eyes narrow, he points at me, I love that he keeps jabbing his finger in the air like he can’t actually believe I said that. “Nobody prepared me for someone like you.”
Excitement bursts in my chest, it feels like a billion butterflies are fighting for dominance to escape my stomach just so they can touch him in real life. “Meh, I’m special.”
He reaches for my hand and kisses the back of it then squeezes my fingertips, his expression is unreadable but the way he looks at me, it’s as if he’s known me in a past life which is crazy, his gaze is serious, intense. He stands, still holding my hand, then pulls me back against him, leaning into my right ear and whispering, “But I still get Milk Duds right?”
“What is with you and candy?”
