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“I know you have.”
“Hey, I’m not a genius like you.”
“I’m not a genius. I just have an eidetic memory.”
“Seriously? How did I not know that?”
Abel shrugged and tightened his hold on my hips. “It’s not something I talk about.” I kissed him again, and he stopped me when I moved closer.
“Hey, now. Save that for when we get back to the dorm, or I’m going to fuck you right here regardless of whether an innocent family is sitting right over there or the several kids playing in the arcade ten feet away.”
Sheepishly, I nodded, crawled off his lap, and sat appropriately, but I still kept touching him while we ate. The more I played with his thigh, the more heated his looks were. It probably didn’t help that I kept moving my hand closer to his dick, but I wanted to thank him properly.
It must’ve been okay because he didn’t stop me. He enjoyed it as much as I did.
Steadily, we worked through our meals while we talked about nonsense. Nothing dire or essential. It was nice.
“I have a frat thing that I need you to accompany me to on Friday.”
“I’ll be ahead with this study material, so no problem.”
Abel pecked my cheek. “Good girl.”
The praise had gotten me a little more excited, and I didn’t play around anymore. I eased my hand over his package and squeezed. His hard rod was building in the palm of my hand.
“Check.” Abel lifted his hand to the server. I giggled, and the family across the way glanced over again. The mother looked disgusted, while the father looked envious.
Abel laughed and kissed my neck. I never acted like this, but Abel brought it out. It was fun. I wasn’t somebody who had fun, but since I’d become friends with Kailey and started dating Abel, I started having fun, and I loved it.
Abel threw a hundred on the table and I wanted a to-go box, but it was taking too long and he was more than eager to get me out of there. He grabbed my bag of gifts, my hand, and dragged me behind him as we left the restaurant. Abel walked a little bow-legged, and I laughed.
“Watch it, girl. You did this to me,” Abel growled over his shoulder. He had me in the passenger seat in no time, slammed the door, and got in the driver’s seat, accelerating out of the parking lot in record time.
There was something I’d been wanting to try, and I was nervous because of how inexperienced I was, but watching Abel drive and command the heavy piece of machinery was something I always found to be sexy as sin.
Unsnapping my seat belt, I moved over the center consul and started grabbing and stroking Abel over his trousers.
A loud hiss escaped his mouth. “What are you doing?”
“Thanking you for my present.” I undid his belt, pushed the button through the hole, and lowered the zipper in record time. Abel moved around so I could have a bit more room. I dipped my hand into his boxers and pulled out his angry cock as the vein bulged along with the throbbing head. My mouth watered, and I loved the reaction he had to me. It was heady, and I believed myself to be sexy.
Gripping him tightly in my hand, he gasped a breath and gulped.
“Um, I wanted to do road-head, but I’ve never done it before.”
Abel laughed, lifted his free hand, and gripped my hair, dragging me toward his mouth for a kiss. “Stroke me, pet. Touch me.”
We stopped at a red light, and I spit onto his cock, stroking his head with my thumb and dragging my hand down his shaft. “What did I say about calling me pet?”
“It’s an endearment.”
Slowly, I pulled my hand away and he grabbed hold of it and held it still.
“Chan, that’s all it is. I promise.”
Abel’s eyes stared into mine, and I could only see affection reflected back at me. I softened my gaze and resumed stroking him because I believed him. As long as he never called me pet in a taunting manner, I could accept it when we had our fun.
“Ah, fuck yeah.”
