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Just as quickly as it came, his hand was gone and he grabbed my hand and pulled it between us, pressing it in his boxers and wrapping my fingers around him and I had some proof too.
“And I like you, and just about now, I can say I’d like to be inside you,” he whispered.
Just about now, I could say I’d like that too.
I moved my hand against him, rolling my thumb over the tip. He made a sound in his throat that vibrated in my doo-da and he kissed me with an intensity I’d never felt before in all my not-so-vast experience.
It was far more hot, far more devastating to my mental health and definitely wild.
He rolled onto his back, taking me with him, his hand on my bottom in my underwear, my hand still wrapped around him and stroking.
“You could get up now,” he said against my ear as I ran my lips along his neck, smelling Eddie and knowing I’d never forget that smell or the feel of him in my hand, not for the rest of my life.
“I’ve changed my mind.” I told him.
“About fuckin’ time,” he muttered, his hand moved from my bottom to wrap around my wrist, pulling it away from him.
He knifed up and I straddled him, my head bent down, his tilted back, and then I was kissing him, my hands going in his hair, both his hands pushing my underwear down my bottom.
“Anyone home?” my mother yelled.
We both froze, mouth to mouth, his hands in my pants, mine in his hair.
“You’ve got to be fuckin’ kidding me,” Eddie said through clenched teeth.
“I don’t understand, Jet never sleeps this late and Eddie’s truck is still down there. Lavonne, you put the coffee on, I’ll just check.”
Eddie pulled up my panties, his hands went to my waist and he half moved, half threw me to the side.
He angled off the bed and grabbed his jeans as we heard Lavonne’s scratchy voice saying, “Sure thing, Nancy.”
I rolled over, got out of bed, snatched up my nightshirt and tugged it on as a knock came at the door.
“Jet, dollface? You in there?”
“Yeah, Mom! Coming!” I shouted.
I was standing at one side of the bed, Eddie on the other wearing his jeans, three of the five buttons done up. His face looked like thunder.
“Is Eddie in there?” Mom called.
Eddie’s head swung to me and he looked about ready to commit homicide.
I stifled a giggle and was smiling flat out.
I mean, really. It was too much. We were like school kids getting caught on the couch.
“Yeah. We’re both coming out!” I yelled.
“Okay, sweetheart.” Then I heard Mom limp away.
Eddie turned to me, his eyes glittering.
“You better be worth it,” he growled, and I knew he meant it as a joke, but what he said wiped the smile from my face and I became perfectly serious.
“I’m not,” I told him honestly.
I watched as his face changed, the incredulous glitter faded from his eyes and something else took its place. Something I couldn’t read and didn’t want to read.
