Chapter 8
Kailey
“Do you like what you see, Dimples?”
I should be embarrassed that he caught me staring at him, instead, all I feel is excitement. A challenge in the making. Internally, I’m restraining myself from raking my fingers through the hair that’s tucked inside his ball cap.
Acting on impulse, my free hand reaches over, snagging his hat and slipping it onto my head with a mischievous smirk. His front teeth sink into his bottom lip; he’s grinning and shaking his head but keeping eyes focused on the road ahead.
“Actually… Yeah, I think I really do. The real question, though, is… Do I look better in your hat?” I ask, pulling a pouty lip and cocked brow.
I pull his cap down onto my head, covering my face. Making a show of it by turning my head side to side, smiling just for him. Looking up at him through my eyelashes, the heated stare I receive stops my movement at once. Jared pulls over and kills the engine on the side of the dirt road.
His stare lingers on my lips. They suddenly feel dry. I slip my tongue along them to ease the feeling. I swear I hear him groan as he tracks the movement. Sweat trickles along my spine, the heat outside combining with the heat burning up my skin.
Jared’s face leans a fraction closer. “I think… that I’d like you in anything that belongs to me.” Casually, his free hand goes to reposition the growing bulge beneath his trunks. My eyes can’t help but stare at his growing erection.
“Would that surprise you though? I make anything look good.” I poke him in the side of his ribs, trying to keep the blush radiating up my neck at bay. Get control of yourself, Kailey!
We both laugh. Jared points to a house a little ways up the road on the right; a few lights are on, glowing in the darkness. My gaze sweeps around the area; there aren’t any neighboring houses close by.
“That’s where I live with my brother, Joey. Do you want to go inside or…?” His emerald green eyes are so tempting as he stares at me, awaiting my response.
Looking at Jared right now, I can feel the raw sexual energy between us.
Knowing he feels it too, I decide I’m not ready to trust myself inside his house just yet.
I know if I went inside, I’d definitely end up riding his cock by the end of the night, so why not start off with some good old fashioned dry humping out here under the stars?
“It’s a beautiful night,” hiking a thumb over my head, “why don’t we hang out in the bed of your truck and talk?”
He nods in agreement. “I like that idea; let me run inside the house real quick and grab some pillows and blankets.”
Jared restarts the engine and drives us the rest of the way to his house.
The outside of his home is beautiful, in a country setting kind of way, with a wraparound solid wood porch.
All it needs is a swing. He parks the truck behind the house and jumps out, telling me he’ll be right back.
As I step out of the truck, I look up and notice just how much more prominent the stars are out here, in the middle of nowhere, sparkling in the pitch black.
Crickets chirp as the soft intermittent glow of nearby lightning bugs flicker in the dark.
The back door slams, and I notice Jared is carrying multiple blankets and a couple of pillows.
He also changed into gray sweats and a white V-neck shirt that rides up enough to show off his tempting V-line.
I make a fist, causing my nails to dig into my palm in hopes the pain will distract my body from the throbbing that’s started in my pussy.
Usually, I’m the one doing the tempting, teasing a guy.
With Jared, I feel like he’ll be the one to give me blue balls—Well, the female version, of course, which would be…
blue clit, maybe?! Shaking my head, I scold myself, Snap out of it Kailey! “Need any help?”
“Yeah, just unlatch the tailgate and push it down for me.” After placing the stuff from inside the house on the ground, Jared hops up into the truck bed. He quickly drags out a cooler, a folding chair, and some random trash.
Something aluminum in his hand catches my eye.“What’s in your hand?”
Calmly, he holds up the can. “Oh, it’s just some bug spray. I learned the hard way that mosquitoes can get wicked out here!” A citrusy, floral scent fills the air as Jared sprays all around the outside of his truck. How thoughtful and oddly romantic.
“Alright, whew… that should protect us for the night.”
Jared sets up the bed of his truck into a comfy, cozy hangout spot for us.
Once the blankets are down, he places two pillows at the head.
Lowering himself down, he relaxes into a pillow, raising his left arm, a silent invitation to snuggle him.
I bite my bottom lip hard, trying to contain my hopeful sigh.
This is perfect—no awkwardness. Slowly, I lay down into the blankets, settling myself into his left arm pit.
My left hand goes to work, free drawing under his shirt, on his smooth abdomen, and every so often I can feel him tense from my touch.
His left arm tightens around me, and he kisses the top of my hair before whispering to me. “Thanks for coming back here with me. I’ve been trying to figure out a way to get you alone with me all week.”
His words sound nothing but honest, and not at all a scheme to get into my panties.
My hand stills on his abdomen, palm flattening before withdrawing it.
“Mmmhm, I would be lying if I said I haven’t been thinking about you too.
” I busy myself by grabbing a blanket to cover both of us.
“You make me feel things I haven’t felt in so long…
That I’ve honestly tried to ignore.” Well, shit. Too honest?
Jared tucks the blanket around us, making sure I can’t go too far from him. “Like what?”
“Ohhh, here we go. Are you fishing for compliments now?” Slipping a hand back under his shirt, I tickle his side.
Laughing, he squirms out of my touch, causing our position to shift. I’m on my back, while he’s leaning on his left elbow staring down at me. He tips his hat, that I’m still wearing, upwards, allowing him access to my face.
“Nah, I just wanted to know if you were feeling the same type of way I’ve been feeling.” He grips my chin with his thumb and forefinger, making me look right into his dilated pupils. My breath catches as he kisses the right side of my mouth, lingering for just a second.
My mouth opens, forming an O. I’m speechless as I look up at him, and I continue to just stare at this handsome guy in front of me.
My brain has officially short-circuited, because all I want to do is throw myself at him.
No, don’t be desperate! I have a feeling his kiss will make me forget all of the guys before him.
“You don’t even really know me. I could be crazy!!!” I whisper up at him, while making the circling gesture with my finger at the side of my head. His thumb swipes across my bottom lip, painfully slow. Jared watches as the lip rebounds.
“You’re right, I don’t. I’m willing to bet that you are, in fact, not crazy, but tonight, let’s change that, shall we?
Let me get to know you, Kailey.” As if he isn’t affected in the slightest, his body slides back down into the truck bed, pulling mine into him.
A strong hand rests on my hip, as his hold tightens around me.
That was all we needed to get comfortable enough to start talking about ourselves.
He told me about his life in California, his family, and then he told me about the tattoo on his back that he got when he turned eighteen.
It’s his last name—Sinner. What a beautiful, unique last name.
He went to school to be a lineman, only to realize he didn’t love it as a career once he graduated.
Now, he has the time to figure out what he wants to do, while fixing up the place his Grandpa left to him and his brother.
In response, I tell him all about myself: the overly well-known break up with Brandon; my family—how my younger brother is a gamer, and my sister works as a manager at the local perfume shop.
Jared listens and chimes in when expected.
Our conversation continues into the early morning hours.
Holding my hand over a yawn that escapes, I quickly grab my cell, sending a quick text to Brittney to let her know that I’m staying the night with Cap Guy and will see her tomorrow when he drops me off at her house.
My parents think I’m staying the night with Brittney, which was the original plan for this evening.
My phone vibrates almost immediately. Her only response is a string of heart emojis.
That makes me grin as I look around at the blissful scene surrounding me. She’s definitely proud of me.
Of course, I’ve had the camping experience before, sleeping in tents surrounded by a wooded area.
But sleeping in the bed of a truck, under the open sky…
Well, this will be a first for me. It’s very romantic and simple, just like in the movies.
Jared places the thick quilt he brought out earlier, on top of us.
Grabbing my shoulder, he pulls me down next to his hard, warm body.
A firm arm locks around my abdomen. All I can smell and feel is him.
Normally, I would be scared to sleep outside, out in the open, with no protection.
But currently, in his muscular arms, I feel utterly safe.
My face snuggles into his left pec. Cinnamon cologne is the last thing I smell as I drift off to sleep, while Jared draws on my back with his fingertips.