Before we left I had to go to the bathroom to clean myself up, Jackson had me more wet than I’d ever been. Not that cleaning up would help, because I knew I was going to stay ready for him, the aching between my thighs pulsing for him until I had him there, inside of me.
I walked to the front of the store , smiling at the lights wishing we could have the same date, again, and again. He had done so well.
When I got to the front of the store he had the floor cleaned up and the basket on the counter.
“You sure you don’t want anything else to eat?” he asked.
I nodded and grabbed him by his shirt with one hand, smiling as I pulled him to me. He smiled down at me.
“thank you.” I said and lifted myself in my heels just slightly to kiss his lips.
“For?” he asked looking at me.
“For this.” I said gesturing up at the lights with my eyes and looking around the store.
He smiled. “You’re welcome”
“Really….thank you.” I said sweetly. Wanting him to know how much I appreciated it.
He smiled and kissed my lips. “Really….you’re welcome”
“People only do this kind of thing in movies.” I said.
He smiled. “I’m glad you like it.”
“I love it…and I’m sorry I ruined the perfect fairy tale setting by…needing you..” I bite my lip.
He laughed slightly. “You didn’t ruin anything.” then he gives a raised brow. “Infact….I’m rather happy with how needy you are for it…” he grinned.
“I’m not needy!” I say and stick out my tongue.
He laughs. “I’m just waiting for the second you change your mind and bolt from this date.”
I shake my head. “Not a chance.”
His smile grew. “You sure? I mean…you HATE me” he said teasing.
“Yes…” I said with a smile and kissed his lips. “I do.” and giggled slightly pulling back.
He shook his head. “You’re gonna be the first woman to break my heart aren’t you?” he asked
I blushed at this, at the thought of me having any effect whatsoever on his heart, or any deeper feelings or desires he might have past just wanting to bed me.
“How would I do that, by being terrible in bed?” I say.
He laughs and sighs. “first of all, there’s no way you can kiss like that and be bad in bed…there’s too much heat…too much..fire.” he says and I licked my lips, wanting to kiss him.
“Second…I need you to figure it out already, that I haven’t just daydreamed about having you ontop of me in my bed.” My heart sped up as I pictured it.
“I like being around you…” he said. Looking at me while grabbing my face. I like the way you bring me coffee when we work together…even though you can’t stand me..” he says and I smile, both of us knowing my hate for him was entirely something else the whole time, and that it just took me longer to figure it out than him.
“I like how you get along so well with my dad…” he said and kissed my lips.
“I like how you guys gang up on me..” he says with a small laugh and I smile and he kisses my lips again.
“I like how smart you are…” he says and kisses the corner of my mouth.
“not smarter than you.” I say and I feel him smile against my skin as he kisses along my jaw.
“I love how much my boasting about my intelligence irritates you” he says in a whisper.
“I love the way you roll those pretty fucking eyes at me, and make my hand twitch, and all the times you’ve made me want to bend you over and lift those pretty dresses and give you something to roll them about” he says in a deep voice.
I inhale as he kisses back along my jaw.
“I love watching you look at the books…I love watching you everyday glide your fingers over them with that pretty smile on your face when you think nobody is watching” he breathes against my mouth. I pant.
“I love the way you smell” he groans.
“and now that i know…..i love the way you taste” he says and presses his mouth to mine, his tongue teasing at mine.
“I love the way you kiss” he says and continues to kiss me.
“I love the way your eyes look when your angry…the way you stomp your foot when I frustrate you, with your fists curl up, and the way you nose twitches right before your eyes give me a death stare” he laughs slightly. I giggle a little as he kisses down my neck. I know the twitch he talks of, because I always feel my nose do it.
“I love listening to you talk…” he says as he drags his tongue up my neck and then kisses back down.
His lips brush over my collar bone and his hands move to my waist and slide up, cupping my breasts, as he brings his mouth to my cleavage. His gives a soft kiss to the spot he left a small hickey on earlier.
“I love the way you dress…..you’re so fucking beautiful…” he says and his mouth kisses across the top of my chest. I feel it rise and fall as I pant. “in these cute fucking dresses” he groans and his hands grab my breasts I gasp as his tongue runs back up to my neck and he quickly drags his mouth to my ear.
“I love everything you do…makes me want to taste every inch of you.” he says.
I almost lose my breath as his teeth grab at my ear lobe and his breath pushes into my ear and down my neck. I grab at his shirt. I want to tell him to stop, to stop with his list of what he loves about me….all of the things he’s paid attention over the last half of the year.
“I love that you didn’t like me right away…” he pulls back and shrugs. “Not to toot my own horn…but girls….love me..instantly”
I laughed and pushed at him, and rolled my eyes.
“That’s two” he said and I looked up at him.
I clenched his shirt in my hands again and pulled him to me and lifted my mouth to his and kissed him. Our lips parting and his hands back at my chest.
“We should really go” he said against my mouth, before our tongues teased one anothers and I bit his lip gently and pulled slightly.
“Ok” I said.
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He grabbed my cardigan out of the back of his car, having noticed the shiver I gave as we walked outside. I smiled as he helped me put my arms in it. I watched him focus as he buttoned it up for me. I grinned wide as he covered me.
“you sure you wanna do that?” I asked , teasing him.
He laughed and looked up as he buttoned the last one.
“It’s for the best if we want to finish this date tonight.” he said.
I laughed as he opened the door for me and let me in.
He smiled looking over at me as he got in.
I smiled and blushed as he turned the key in the ignition just staring at me.
I leaned over and kissed him. “It’s not polite to stare” I said with a smile and sat back in my seat.
“but it’s impossible not to” he said with a smile and shifted the car into drive. I smiled as he pulled away. Once he was driving, his hand reached over and he slid it under mine resting on my lap, his palm up to push over mine as he pushed his fingers through mine. the gesture made the butterflies come again. I don’t know why it surprised me, he held my hand earlier today too, and this was a date, but part of me had trouble believing this gorgeous pain in my ass, wanted me for more than sex. It was clear that he liked me. Clear as day. But for some reason I couldn’t let myself believe it. Why me?
I clasped my fingers too and looked over at him. He was nodding his head to the radio and turning onto another street. As if we’d held hands a hundred thousand times, and this was just a natural thing for us to do. I don’t know why I was stuck on the hand holding. Maybe because I wanted more than just sex too, and little things like hand holding made it harder to deny it. I had a feeling in my gut that we already werent just a one night stand for each other, or just friends who would date once, and then just have casual sex. I smiled to myself watching him , and wanted to lean my head over on his shoulder and sigh dreamily up at him. You perfect idiot. I thought. Perfect pain in my ass. But I just held his hand and started to nod my head to the music as well.
I took notice when we turned onto his street.
Was the date over? Was he just going to take my back to his place now? Yes. Yes. I thought. While for some reason at he same time, screaming NO. More cute stuff please. Make me want you. Make me want to make you mine, even more than I already do at this moment.
I held my breath as we came up on his house, but he drove past.
I exhaled, and he must have noticed because he laughed slightly then slid his hand from mine and turned down the music.
“You thought I was taking you back to my place already didnt you?” he said with a laugh.
I nodded.
“you wouldve enjoyed that” he says.
“Well…yes….but…I like our date too…” I said looking at him.
He smiled. “Good. Me too…and new rule…no more touching….until after the date….I want to be a gentleman” he said adjusting an imaginary tie at his neck.
I laughed. “No promises.” I said.
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About ten minutes later I was smiling when he pulled up to the entrance of the drive in.
“I know it’s cliche….I know a million guys have probably already taken you to a drive in movie..” he started to go on and I cut him off shaking my head.
I smiled excitedly. “Nobody ever has” I say and peek out the windshield at the rows of cars.
“Really?” he says truly surprised as he rolls down his window and instead of paying the man at the booth, takes a key from him and drives on.
I nod. “Really, I always wanted to come to one…ya know…” I smile. “Modern fairytale date and all…making out in backseats at the drive in” I wink.
He laughs and pulls into the huge lot and pulls up next to the small little building the movie projects from.
He gets out of the car. “where are you going?” I ask
He closes the door and walks around.
“Well someone has to play the movie for them” he says taking my hand helping me out of the car.
“You work here?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “I volunteer…my uncle actually runs it…..he’s been busy with stuff lately…so me and my cousins have been taking turns the past few months.” he says and smiles.
“and you and your cousins bring all of your dates here too hmm?” I say teasing.
He shrugs. “they might…I dont know….” he says unlocking the door and gesturing me in.
“what about you? How many dates have you brought here?” I ask
He makes a face as if he’s grossed out by my question. “None” he says, and I laugh at the face he made.
“you’re the first. and the last” he says with a smile.
I bite my lip, and he takes my hand and pulls me over to him.
“Help me get it ready” he says.
He goes through showing me how to load the reel, then hands it to me and lets me set it up, showing me what to do again, and guiding me through the steps.
Once we’re done he looks at the clock.
“We have a few more minutes till it has to start” he says.
I nod and look around the small square space. There’s a large couch that’s already pulled out into a bed, and made up.
There’s also and small love seat right near the projector. If we’re not supposed to touch. the pulled out couch seems like a bad Idea. But he grabs my hand and leads me over to it anyways.
“You said no touching.” I remind him with a smile as he pushes me by my waist to sit on the pulled out bed.
“I’m not going to touch you. just kiss you.” he says and hovers over me and puts his mouth to mine.
My hands go to grab his shirt,and he takes them, holding them out to the side above my hands, holding my hands, pinning them against the covers.
“no touching” he whispers against my lips and my hands yearn for him as they attempt to pull themselves out of his grasp as his tongue pushes against mine, and I moan into his mouth. I could kiss him forever.
I lift my legs around him , and this must not count as touching, because he lets me and lowers himself between my legs, ontop of me, kissing my mouth slowly and passionately.
“Jackson” I breathe as his mouth trails to my jaw. “I need to have my hands on you.” I say wiggling my wrists , his hands grasp mine tighter and keeps them there. I arch my back, trying to press more of my body against him, pulling him in closer with my legs.
“you need a lot of things miss Audrey” he says. “And i’ll give you everyone of them…dont you worry” he says and his mouth is at my neck and I’m breathing heavily. I whine slightly as I squirm beneath him. How would I make it through THREE movies, without touching this man?
“augh” I groaned as his teeth bit the flesh of my neck and sucked at it. But only for a moment, not leaving a mark, and I was happy he wasnt leaving any marks I wouldnt be able to cover up easily. I moaned thinking about the delicious bruise he left on my breast earlier, and wanted to beg for another right now. Mark me up. I thought. I’m yours. I fucking surrender Jackson, I said in my head.
I shivered as his tongue ran back up my neck his hands slipping from mine to reach down behind my back and bring me up further onto the pull out bed. I felt myself move across the bed, my legs wrapping around him again as he pushed them off gently, and then rolled pulling me ontop of him, but he was quick to grab my hands and he smiled as I leaned down and he pushed them behind my back holding them there as my chest pressed to his and my mouth met his again.
“give me my hands…I wont touch you” I say against his mouth, and he lets go of them slowly releasing his grip. I place them on either side of his head and push myself up, looking down at him, both of us breathing heavy, and I bite my lip and roll my hips, starting to grind against the hard bulge I can feel in his pants.He groans and lets me indulge in this for a moment, as well as himself before he quickly tosses me off and onto my back again, getting ontop of me.
“Oh no you don’t Satan” he says and kisses me as I giggle and wrap my legs back around him.
He sits up and reaches to my cardigan and starts unbuttoning it. I bite my lip giggling. He turns and I pop up onto my elbows as the door opens.
“Oh!” A guys voice says as he walks in turning his head and holding one hand up.
“Sorry bro” he says and Jackson climbs off me, and I pull my cardigan closed and button it again.
Jackson groans and then laughs. “you’re fine…come in.” he says grabbing my hand pulling me up off the pull out bed.
The boy is my age maybe a year younger , I recognize him from school.
“Audrey this is my cousin Ph…” he starts
“Phillip right?” I say extending my hand to shake his. He takes it and nods sheepishly.
“Yea” he says
“you know each other?” I heard the slight sound of worry in Jacksons voice as if maybe i’ve made out with his cousin.
“Yeah, from school” I say.
“Ohhhhh” Jackson says.
“You’re a senior next year right?” I ask Phillip. He nods.
“Yea” he says again shyly.
I smile.
“You know her from school?” Jackson asks him wondering if he doesn’t recognize me.
He nods. “Of course..she was Valedictorian” he says.
Jackson raises his eyebrow. “Were you now?” he says looking at me.
I roll my eyes. “Yea…I just don rub it in like yo…” I pause seeing his hand twitch. I inhale.
“three” he says.
Phillip looks between us and I nod at Jackson.
“Was just saying..i dont brag about my achievements like soooome people” I say getting us back into conversation.
Phillip laughs. Jackson pierces him with a glare, and he stifles his laughter.
Jackson looks to me. “Well…you should….because it’s sexy…” He says and leans into to kiss me, I let him, and as he tries to continue, I push him gently away.
“Jackson!” I giggle and look at his cousin.
“sorry…he’s so rude” I shake my head. Jackson laughs.
“Please tell me you just came to say hello, and have a date out there waiting…and arent going to stay in here and cock block me all night” Jackson says to his cousin.
I smack his arm, and Phillip’s eyes widen.
“No…I mean….yes… I…”Phillip says and I shake my head.
“you can stay here if you want….I dont mind…and neither does Jackson” I punch his arm playfully.
“Ow!” he rubs it dramatically.
“Of course im kidding…he knows that.” He mussies up his cousins hair and pushes his shoulder playfully.
“No, I’m here with friends…just wanted to see if you needed anything..” he says.
“Have everything I need under this dress, “ Jackson says grabbing at the fabric below my waist.
“Jackson!”I say and slap his arm harder this time.
Jackson laughs. “Sorry…” he says to us both but more to Phillip who looks uncomfortable. “I just like pissing her off….because she likes it when I do.” he grins at me. I squint my eyes, glaring at him.
“Not very gentlemanly of you” I say.
He clears his throat. “Sorry” his expression changes to serious.
I place my hand on his arm. “I’m kidding. Relax.” I look to Phillip. “It’s true…for some reason I’m a glutton for punishment.” I say
Jackson chokes on a laugh and I know exactly what he’s thinking of. Spanking me. I give him a nudge.
“no, but we’re good..I’m all set..thanks for checking…how’s your dad?” Jackson asks.
Phillip nods. “Good.”
“Good” Jackson says.
“See ya”: Phillip waves to both of us as he walks out. Jackson lifts a hand to wave and I wave mine side to side as Phillip leaves.
Jackson turns back to me and raises an eyebrow as he looks at my unbuttoned cardigan, only the first few buttons undone. He clears his throat.
Then he looks to the clock. “Time to start the movie”
