been there for a week.” He shrugged, looking a mixture between embarrassed and uncomfortable.
“That’s ok, whatever.” I pulled him to me and kissed him again. He trailed his hand down my back over my hips, onto my naked thigh, before coming back up again under my dress, so his hand was resting on my ass. He moaned in the back of his throat and the sound drove me crazy, I wrapped my arms around him tight and kissed him hungrily.
A cab pulled up and he opened the door for me to get in, “Oh shit, I don’t have anything, you have anything?” he asked.
“Anything? Like what a STD or something?” I asked, a little shocked that he would ask that.
“A condom,” he said grinning at me trying not to laugh. I burst out laughing and blushed, holy crap that‘s embarrassing.
“Right, well no, I don’t have ANYTHING,” I said making emphasis around the last word, giving it a double meaning. He laughed too and shook his head before leaning and saying something to the driver.
We drove up the road before stopping at a gas station, where Jamie jumped out and bought what I assume to be condoms. He climbed back in casually, smiling at me and pulling me close to his side.
“So, I’ve not seen you at that club before, you go there a lot?” he asked, cocking his head to the side slightly, looking adorable.
I shook my head, “No, I’m not old enough. My friends dragged me tonight because I’m mending a broken heart, apparently,” I stated, rolling my eyes.
I didn’t realise at first, but he’d jumped away from me like I said I had the plague and was looking at me shocked. What the heck did I say?
“What’s wrong? Don’t worry I haven’t really got a broken heart. Not that it matters to you anyway, but at least I get to have hot re-bound sex, right?” I said giggling. He was just staring at me horrified. “What?” I asked annoyed, what the hell is he looking at me like that for?
“You’re not old enough to get into the club? Please tell me you’re not like 13 or something,” he said, running a shaky hand over his short hair.
I laughed, “I’m 17, I’ll be eighteen in three months,” I told him, laughing as his face relaxed.
“Thank Christ for that, I thought when you said…. oh never mind.” He blew out a big breath, shaking his head, smiling at me looking relieved.
“How old are you?” I asked curious, I would guess twenty or twenty-one.
“I’m 18,” he answered, grinning.
“You are? You look older. I bet you get that a lot, huh?” I asked, as he played with my fingers.
“Occasionally, but I’ve never heard it from someone as beautiful as you.” He leant in and kissed my neck lightly.
I couldn’t help but laugh at his effort, “Jamie, you’ve got me in the cab, we’ve just stopped to buy condoms and you’re still trying to impress me with corny one liners. Trust me, so not necessary,” I said, tilting my head back to give him better access to my neck.
He laughed and pulled back to look at me, “Maybe I want to try out my best lines on you,” he purred sexily, making my heart melt and my stomach get butterflies.
“Wow, that was your best line? Jeez stud, seriously? That was the corniest damn thing I’ve ever heard,” I said laughing.
He faked hurt putting his hand over his heart, “Ouch Ellie, that hurts. I’m really trying over here! So what would impress you? What’s the best line anyone has ever used on you?” he asked, looking at me curiously. I thought about it for a few seconds running through all the bad pick-up lines I’d heard, oh I got one!
I grabbed a handful of his shirt and pulled him closer to me, so my face was inches from his. “How about this one: did you just fart? Because you just blew me away,” I said, laughing my ass off.
He burst out laughing and it was the sexiest laugh I’d ever heard, it made my heart beat faster.
“Someone used that on you? Oh my God that’s too funny,” he said, still laughing. He
“That’s ok, whatever.” I pulled him to me and kissed him again. He trailed his hand down my back over my hips, onto my naked thigh, before coming back up again under my dress, so his hand was resting on my ass. He moaned in the back of his throat and the sound drove me crazy, I wrapped my arms around him tight and kissed him hungrily.
A cab pulled up and he opened the door for me to get in, “Oh shit, I don’t have anything, you have anything?” he asked.
“Anything? Like what a STD or something?” I asked, a little shocked that he would ask that.
“A condom,” he said grinning at me trying not to laugh. I burst out laughing and blushed, holy crap that‘s embarrassing.
“Right, well no, I don’t have ANYTHING,” I said making emphasis around the last word, giving it a double meaning. He laughed too and shook his head before leaning and saying something to the driver.
We drove up the road before stopping at a gas station, where Jamie jumped out and bought what I assume to be condoms. He climbed back in casually, smiling at me and pulling me close to his side.
“So, I’ve not seen you at that club before, you go there a lot?” he asked, cocking his head to the side slightly, looking adorable.
I shook my head, “No, I’m not old enough. My friends dragged me tonight because I’m mending a broken heart, apparently,” I stated, rolling my eyes.
I didn’t realise at first, but he’d jumped away from me like I said I had the plague and was looking at me shocked. What the heck did I say?
“What’s wrong? Don’t worry I haven’t really got a broken heart. Not that it matters to you anyway, but at least I get to have hot re-bound sex, right?” I said giggling. He was just staring at me horrified. “What?” I asked annoyed, what the hell is he looking at me like that for?
“You’re not old enough to get into the club? Please tell me you’re not like 13 or something,” he said, running a shaky hand over his short hair.
I laughed, “I’m 17, I’ll be eighteen in three months,” I told him, laughing as his face relaxed.
“Thank Christ for that, I thought when you said…. oh never mind.” He blew out a big breath, shaking his head, smiling at me looking relieved.
“How old are you?” I asked curious, I would guess twenty or twenty-one.
“I’m 18,” he answered, grinning.
“You are? You look older. I bet you get that a lot, huh?” I asked, as he played with my fingers.
“Occasionally, but I’ve never heard it from someone as beautiful as you.” He leant in and kissed my neck lightly.
I couldn’t help but laugh at his effort, “Jamie, you’ve got me in the cab, we’ve just stopped to buy condoms and you’re still trying to impress me with corny one liners. Trust me, so not necessary,” I said, tilting my head back to give him better access to my neck.
He laughed and pulled back to look at me, “Maybe I want to try out my best lines on you,” he purred sexily, making my heart melt and my stomach get butterflies.
“Wow, that was your best line? Jeez stud, seriously? That was the corniest damn thing I’ve ever heard,” I said laughing.
He faked hurt putting his hand over his heart, “Ouch Ellie, that hurts. I’m really trying over here! So what would impress you? What’s the best line anyone has ever used on you?” he asked, looking at me curiously. I thought about it for a few seconds running through all the bad pick-up lines I’d heard, oh I got one!
I grabbed a handful of his shirt and pulled him closer to me, so my face was inches from his. “How about this one: did you just fart? Because you just blew me away,” I said, laughing my ass off.
He burst out laughing and it was the sexiest laugh I’d ever heard, it made my heart beat faster.
“Someone used that on you? Oh my God that’s too funny,” he said, still laughing. He
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