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Chapter Fifteen

ALL OVER EACH OTHER

~~Levi~~

Something inside me snaps when I see Junie flirting with a very interested Zane Black. I know that look Zane’s giving her, and I don’t like it. To add to my frustration, she whips our asses at pool. Her mad pool skills humble me, but I’m also unreasonably hurt. In all the times we’d been together, she never once mentioned she’s a pool shark.

And why does this bother me? After all, Junie and I had an unspoken arrangement. We didn’t ask many personal questions. We hadn’t been exclusive. Most of all, we didn’t get jealous of or attached to each other. Or so we told ourselves. Obviously, my heart didn’t get that memo.

Maybe I’m as immature as she claims and merely want what I can’t have. That could be it. I’ve never declared myself to be a bastion of maturity. Watching Zane and her banter back and forth drove home the point that all my posturing and pretending didn’t matter worth shit. I want this woman in the worst way. True to form, I pursue her to the bathroom and wait outside like a stalker.

I can no longer hold back this aching need I have for her. It permeates every cell in my body, takes over my thoughts, and pushes my fears into the background. Those very fears are why I ended it, but now they seem inconsequential next to the alternative—not having Junie in my life.

My reason for breaking it off had been nothing but an excuse and a crappy one at that. Junie is that drug I can’t stop using, that song I can’t stop singing, that smile I can’t stop seeing.

I want to fix this, if she’ll let me. Right now, that’s looking better than ever.

As we hurry from the bar, I ignore the catcalls of my buddies. So much for sneaking out unnoticed. I doubt there’s anyone left in that private room who doesn’t know Junie and I are out the door together. I don’t care. I’m officially admitting defeat.

We start giggling like teenagers as we steal down the sidewalk. She stops and gapes at my new vehicle. “When did you buy this?”

I open the passenger door and turn to her. “A week or so ago. I figured it was time I bought something new.” I’ve driven a somewhat older nondescript car, but I doubt she expected my first car purchase as pro to be an SUV, even a luxury SUV. I’m guessing she has me pegged as the sports car type. I am, or I was. The SUV seems more practical and versatile. Look at me sounding like an adult.

“What? No red sports car?” Reading my mind, she slides onto the passenger seat. I smile as she wiggles her ass just to enjoy how much the seat actually hugs her. The Mercedes leather is as soft as butter, and I did the same thing the first time I sat in the seat.

I hurry around to the driver’s side and get in. “I almost pulled the trigger on a BMW M4, but this baby is more practical.” I stroke the dashboard as if I’m stroking a woman, hopefully Junie. I want my hands on her as soon as possible.

“I love it. It’s perfect for Seattle.”

“Yeah, I think so. A sports car would only get me in trouble with my lead foot.”

We shared another laugh. When our eyes meet, we sober immediately.

“Enough about the car.” Her voice sounds husky to my ears.

“Yeah, enough. Where were we?” I lean across the console, and my mouth is on hers. Words are overrated anyway.

We’ve always been combustible together, but the current burning lust inside me goes way beyond anything I’ve experienced before. In the past, if we wanted each other, all that was needed was a phone call. This time, we’ve deliberately avoided sex with each other, and it’s brought our desires to a fever pitch. This is going to be a fucking good night, literally.

I kiss her with everything I have, holding her head between my hands. She slides her hand between my legs and strokes my dick. She’s teasing me unmercifully, and I’m losing what little control I have. Payback is a bitch, and I’m loving her brand of revenge because the reward will be sweet after she’s done torturing me. To my disappointment, she breaks off the kiss and pushes on my chest with one hand, but she doesn’t stop stroking my cock.

“Aren’t you going to start the car?” she prods.

My eyes won’t focus, and it takes a few moments for my words to register. “Uh, sure.”

The engine roars to life, and I pull away from the curb with a squeal of tires on pavement. I drive as fast as I dare on the deserted city streets and careen around corners. I can’t get to her place soon enough.

“We won’t make it in one piece if you don’t stop that,” I warn her.

“That’s a shame.” She unzips my jeans, pushes down my underwear, and frees my cock in response. Her mouth is on my dick in a hot minute, very, very hot. I moan and bury my fingers in my hair.

“Oh, fuck.” I’m toast. Stick a fork in me, and I’m done. I don’t know which way is up, and I don’t care. All I care about is what her mouth is doing to my dick. She’s heaven on earth, and I’m a repentant sinner. There isn’t a woman who can compare, and I’m finally admitting it to myself.

She’s giving me unimaginable pleasure, and this is only the beginning. I know this because I’ve been here before with her. Well, not exactly right here, but in this situation. Though this time, it’s different. This time, I’m teetering on the edge of wanting more, wanting that thing I shouldn’t want because crossing the line from just sex to caring is dangerous. I’ve avoided doing so far most of my teenage and adult life. I know better than most how much it hurts when the people who should love you the most, hurt you the most and do it without a regret in the world.

Junie knows it, too, which is why our former arrangement satisfied both of us until my heart got involved. I got scared. I said mean, untrue things I regret. I’m not proud of my selfishness. I did it to protect myself, but I hurt her in the process. I didn’t help myself much either.

She takes more of me in her mouth, and the rest of my thoughts fly out the window. A guy can’t think when a goddess is doing the things she’s doing. She squeezes my balls as she sucks my dick, and I’m no longer capable of rational thought. I run a red light, and luckily no one’s coming.

I’m going to kill us by driving too fast and being too distracted. Desperately, I glance around for a place to pull over that’s somewhat private. I can’t make it to her apartment. There’s a park ahead, and I speed around a corner and through the main gate. I drive until I find the parking spot that’s farthest from the entrance and in a dark corner. Junie and I have been here before as both of us are daring and get turned on by the idea of getting caught.

She raises her head when I put the SUV in park.

“Are we there already?”

“No, but don’t stop now.” I barely make out her beautiful face in the darkness, but I can feel her. Junie is more than happy to get back at it, and I’m thrilled she’s ready, willing, and able. Her red hair cascades downward and covers most of her face while tickling my dick. Her head bobs up and down as she gives me one of her epic blow jobs. And I am about to blow, but I don’t want to without being inside her. Not this time. Not when I’ve been imagining this moment ever since I stupidly and cowardly ended us.

Reluctantly, I lift her up and plop her back in her seat, but I’m on her in a split second. I’m as voracious as a wild lion who hasn’t had a meal in days. My mouth is all over her, her lips, her neck, her breasts. I unzip her pants and slide my hand between her legs. She helps me out by kicking off her shoes and pulling down her pants and underwear. We make out for several minutes. My control disintegrates more and more as each second ticks by.

I shuck out of my jeans, no easy feat considering the cramped quarters in the front seats and the console. We can’t do it here, but I’m too far gone to safely drive anywhere right now.

Then I have an idea. I extract myself from her body, and she whimpers with dismay.

“Trust me.” I put a finger up to her lips.

I jump out of the SUV wearing nothing but my shirt and jacket and run around to the other side. I wrench open the passenger door, and Junie falls into my arms. I pick her up and carry her to the back. After opening the hatch, I sit her down so her feet dangle off the side of the bumper and her ass is on the carpeted back area.

And then we’re all over each other again.