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The Book Store Part 4

  I move fast to get off his lap and stand, trying my best to act natural as I adjust my dress and Jackson stays seated.  I greet the customer.

“Hell....oh...” it’s Ashley and she’s got her mouth wide open. She saw me on his lap. 

She looks excited and shocked.

“Oh...my ....god..” she says.

“You said...an hour...” I say. and walk from behind the counter to Ashley.

“holy....SHIT....” she says holding up her hands shoulder level looking around in disbelief.

“Ashley..” I say then turn around to Jackson. “Jackson...can we go in back?” 

He nods and laughs a little. “sure”

I take Ashley by her hand and pull her towards the back.

“you...little...skank” she says before were even out of ear shot.

“Shut..UP” I whisper loudly and hear Jackson laugh a little.

“I can leave you two alone” she says loudly. “Keep watch at the door or something for customers” I hear Jackson still laughing at the front as I pull Ashley into the back room.

“Shut up!” I hush her in a whisper.

“Oh my god! Were you fucking?!” She asks.

“What?!” I ask. “No...he was about to kiss me..” I say.

“Oh..” Ashley makes a face. “That’s it?” 

“Well...probably, he’s not going to fuck me in the front of the store!” I say. “not that I want him to...I just mean...he wouldnt do that..” I say

Ashley laughs. “First off...yes you do want him to fuck you...second...yes he would fuck you....in a box...or with a fox...he’d fuck you anywhere Sam I am” she laughs.

I roll my eyes. “Can you please be serious Dr. Seuss?” I say.

“Bitch... I AM serious.” she exclaims. “HE WANTS YOU. BAD. I’m surprised it took him this long to make a fucking move to be honest...i mean...look at him..i cant imagine he has a difficult time getting women....you’re probably the only woman that hasn’t spread her legs wide eagle for him within the first 24 hours of meeting him.” she makes a gesture with her hands when talking about spreading my legs.  I slap her hand and she pulls it away

“Ow!” she says with a laugh.

“What do I do?!” I say.

“What do you mean?” Ashley says.

“I can’t stay here. I need to go home” I say. “I cant kiss him...I cant believe I was going to let him”

Ashley looks at me. “Let him? As if he’s the only one who wanted it? Why are you pretending you don’t want to fuck that fine man out there?” She said sitting down in a chair at a small table.

I shrug. “It would just be weird. I hate him. I work with him. I work for his dad”

“you don’t hate him” she says.

“Yes.” I correct her. “I do.”

she shakes her head. “Whatever. And so what that you work with him. You’re telling me its not your dream to get fucked on a giant pile of books by some hot dude? OKAY” she says sarcastically. “I believe that.”

“God, I fucked up” I say.

“Will you stop please....why are you making this a big deal? Just do it. Kiss the fucking guy. He wants it. You want it, even if you pretend you dont for some odd fucking reason that nobody understands.” She rolls her eyes. 

We talk in circles for the next 5-10 minutes, I tell her about the book, about last night, about how i ended up on his lap, everything that was said and we still ended up with no resolution.

“Listen..” Ashley says standing up. 

‘you’re 18....who cares if he’s older..he’s not THAT much older...and his dad would NOT fucking care that you hooked up with his son...not sure how he would even find out...but...doubt he would care...that old dude loves you and probably wants you to fucking marry his son....and Jackson...is like a fucking puppy around you. I see the way he looks at you. He’s got it bad.  and if things get weird...then quit....it’s not like you’re going to work here forever...plus you’ve got college in the fall...it’ll be a fun summer fling...with literally...the only hot guy in the god forsaken town...” she says. 

Before I can reply she holds up her hand. “Ah...no. I’m leaving now. I’ve told you what you should do. No more talking about it, either kiss his face off or dont, fuck his brains out or dont” she grabs her phone. holds it up. “Text me later, let me know what did or didnt happen. I’ve gotta go meet Tom”

She leans in and kisses my cheek “Love ya skank” she says and walks out the door into the store. I fidget and bite my lip nervously afraid to go back into the store.  I pace back and forth and around in a little circle thinking of what i’ll say to him.

“Listen Jackson, I...” I pause and shake my head

“Jackson I dont think its a good idea that we...” I shake my head again and then just shake off as much nerves as I can and decide to figure it out when I get up there. 

As I walk out the door and see down the aisle that leads straight to the front door. I see Jackson with his back to me, and laughing and waving to Ashley who is walking across the side walk and across the street. I pause and look behind me hearing him close the door, and I wonder if I should just get my stuff and leave out the back and never come back here. I turn back around and see him flipping the sign on the front door to closed, and then turns the locks. Shit I say to myself and feel my heart pounding.

He turns and starts back to the counter, but looks up and sees me at the other end of the store. He lifts his head and stands there, he looks at me. I’m frozen, I can’t move.

He puts his hands in his pockets and stands, not moving either.

“what are you doing?” he asks.

i lift my hand to my neck to the thin string of pearls around my neck and fidget. I shrug.

“I dont know.” I say. 

“Come here” he says. 

I look at him and fidget still with my necklace and shake my head a little.

He takes his hands from his pockets. He motions with a curled finger.

“come here” he says again.

I shake my head again.

He stops motioning for me to come to him.

“Can I come to you?” he asks. 

I shake my head.

He laughs a little.

“Why not?” he asks. 

I shrug.

“Did you want to go home?” he asks.

I shake my head again.

“Can I come a LITTLE bit closer?” he shouts down the aisle. 

I nod. I watch him walk down the aisle. He stops half way.

“Ashley told me you were nervous.” he says. 

fuck you Ashley. Traitor. I think in my head.

“Why are you nervous?” he asks. 

I shrug.

“Have you stopped talking?” he jokes.

“no.” I say.

“Phew” he fakes relief and wipes the back of his hand across his forehead. 

“I dont know what I’d do if you weren’t able to give me your witty comebacks anymore” he smiles and I smile and unclench my fists, that I just now realize were tensed nervously at my sides. 

“I won’t touch you if you don’t want me to Audrey...or...at least until you’re ready for me to.” he says.

“I want you to.” I find the words leave my lips before I’m able to stop them.

He smiles. “Ok. Phew.” he fakes relief again. “I’d hate to be the creepy book store guy that tried to make out with his co worker”

I give a little laugh.

He walks closer and I don’t tense up, so he keeps walking towards me.

“When you want to kiss me.....you do it....because...I want it....there’s no question....I 100% want those lips on mine..” he says with a smile. 

“but I don’t want to feel like I’m forcing it on you, or that you’re only doing it because I want it....” he says and I nod.

“no pressure...” he says after a moment of silence. “But...what are the chances youll do it today?” he says and I laugh, and he laughs too and he grabs my hand. 

“Pretty good.” I say. 

He grins and nods. “Is pretty good like, right below definitely....or like in the middle of the scale?” he asks teasing me.

“Below definitely.” I say and he smiles. 

He puts his hands on my waist , taking my hand with him to the one side of my waist, and I end up holding both of my hands over his on my waist and then slipping my hands up his arms to his elbows and then move them to his chest. I can feel my heart pounding and his as I hold my hands on his chest and then push them up to his shoulders and behind his neck.

“Is it ok to touch your waist?” he asks. 

I nod and lean in closer, and I’m standing on my tip toes as I pull his neck gently down, bringing his face to mine.

“you sure?” he asks his eyes moving back and forth looking in my eyes and to my mouth. 

“yes” I say quietly. 

“I’m going to kiss you now” I say with a small smile, using his words from when I was on his lap. 

He chuckles slightly and nods. “Yes ma’am”

I let myself go. Like Ashley advised. I don’t think about the after the case scenarios, I just do what I want, what I’ve wanted and I pull him further down,we both lick and wet our lips and I push my mouth to his softly, then again, and again, and our mouths are parted slightly and his grip on my waist tightens as our tongues push slightly into each others mouths. He exhales and I feel the push of air from his nostrils as we work ourselves up, kissing more intensely with each second.

“Audrey” he mumbles. “God Audrey.” he says and his hands move from my waist to my ass, and before I know it my book store fantasy is coming true and he has me lifted, pinned against the bookshelves with my legs around his waist. I moan into his mouth and his hands are in my hair, his mouth leaving mine and kissing along my jaw. I pant and breathe heavily as his mouth goes to my neck and hes kissing me all over it, dragging his tongue , biting. I feel myself get so wet for him, if only he knew how hot this was for me. 

“Jackson” I moaned his name as his mouth kissed my neck and back up to my mouth and felt him grab my thighs from underneath and hoist me up just a little more, I arched my back and felt him position me, so that he could dig his dick into me. 

“You are incredible” he groans as he grips the book shelf right above my shoulders and he pins me into the shelves with his body. He’s grinding into me, humping his hard cock against my panties through his own pants. I’m sure that they are wet, and I’m sure he’s going to have a wet spot on his pants. I hold onto his neck, and his face , wrapping my legs tightly around him, my hips pushing forward and into him as he thrusts me into the book shelves as we kiss. He groans. 

I feel the entire row of books shaking even though they are heavy wood and bolted to the floors.  I want to tell him to fuck me. I want to tell him to rip my fucking panties and take me, but I cant leave his mouth long enough to speak. I keep kissing him passionately and gasp as he gives a hard thrust, and I feel his cock hard pushing against me, I roll my hips and his hands leave the shelves and they slide up my thighs under my dress and to my ass, he squeezes and lifts me up, pulling me away from the bookshelves and turns, pinning me up against the other side of the aisle, I giggle as we crash into the bookshelves, the whole row wobbling just a little and he grins and  puts his mouth back to mine.

His hands are gripping at my dress now and pushing it up as my legs are wrapped around him.  I feel his fingers on my hips and theyre moving over the hips of my panties, and hes curling his fingers around them. Im panting into his mouth.

“fuck” he groans and his hands move away from the hips of my panties and he slides them back down my thighs and grabs my hips at the outside of my dress. I moan and arch my back, pushing myself into him. 

“Shit....fuck” he curses and his mouth leaves mine and he stops for a moment, breathing heavily as he rests his head under my chin, taking deep breaths. 

“what’s wrong?” I ask. “Did I do something wrong?” 

He laughs once and looks up and shakes his head still breathing heavily.

“No. Never.” he says. “Youre absolutely perfect” he says and kisses me again, over and over and he grabs my face with one hand. 

I kiss him back and turn my head and hold his hand with one of mine, and kiss the palm of his hand that was on my cheek and then kiss it again, and bring his thumb to my mouth and he pushes it over my lips.

“god.” he says in a low groan as I again push my tongue over his thumb as I suck it into my mouth gently.

“mmm” he says watching me. His fingers along the side of my face as he pushes his thumb in and out of my mouth and I suck it a little harder.

“Fuck....” I feel him dig his dick into me again as he curses.

“You’re so hot” he groans and pulls his thumb from my mouth and kisses me again, I kiss back hard and eager. I’ll do what I did to you thumb to your cock I think. That and more. I tell him in my head, but don’t say it out loud. 

He stops kissing me and kisses my neck and pants and then lifts me slightly and then sets me down.

I look at him. I grab his t shirt, pulling him into me and he smiles.

“why did you stop?” I ask. 

He smiles down at me.

“Cause I will sit here and make out with you all day....and not get any work done...” he says.

“Work.” I make a face, totally forgetting we have jobs to do. He laughs.

“Yeah...work.” he says and he moves his hand over his crotch adjust it. I was right, theres a wet spot on his pants. He notices too.

“fuck.” he says.

“sorry.” I say.

He looks up. “Are you kidding me? that’s fucking hot” he says with a smile and pulls me to him leaning down and kisses my mouth.

“If I didnt think doing so...would cause us to end up on the floor naked, I’d put my hands in those panties to see just how wet you are.” he says.

I whimper and bite my lip. He smiles.

“Sounds like you like that idea?” he grins.

I nod. He grins wider.

“I’m going to look forward to work a lot more now...” he says with a grin. 

“Me too” I said. 

He grins and looks down between us, as if contemplating lifting my dress and examining my wet cunt with his fingers.

“We might have to split up...I seriously wont get any work done with you next to me.” he says.

I smile with a little giggle.

“I’m serious....I could barely focus before....and now....shit...” he says. “I’m going to want to kiss you all day....be thinking about your panties being wet...” he said with a grin. 

I grabbed his hands and started to guide them up my dress and he pulled it away.

“Ah..Ah..” he shook his head. “Are you crazy? You can’t do that. I can’t do that. Cause...I wont want to stop there.” he says

“So don’t” I say and bite my lip.

He raises an eyebrow. “Miss Audrey....” he says. I laugh slightly and he leans in.

“Are you suggesting that I fuck you in this store...right now?” he said. 

I grinned and shrugged. “Maybe”

“Tsk tsk” he grinned. 

“We’ll get there.....I promise” he grinned and reached behind me and tapped my ass with his hand.

I bit my lip.

“work first.” he said with a smile and grabbed my hand and I followed him to the front, letting out a little whine.

He laughed and turned around when we got to the counter, and grabbed me lifting me up onto it, I squealed.

“you price....I’ll stock. If People come in and see me at the counter they might leave....but you?” he said with a smile. “they’ll come in and never leave” 

I rolled my eyes. He laughed and handed me the stickers.

He started to walk away.

“Wait!” I said. And he turned. 

“I want another kiss first.” I said and then smiled.

He laughed and walked back to where I was sitting on the counter and smiled.

“Yes Miss Audrey” he said before kissing me once more. 

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