Page 5 of Tease
I check the time on my phone before placing it back into the butt pocket of my jeans; it’s 1:20 A.M.
Jared looks at me with a wolfish grin. Ignoring it, I start walking back towards the bonfire, not bothering to wait for him. Yelling over my shoulder, “Brittney said the cops have left, and the coast is now clear for us to come back.” The dirt that covers my toes is now hardened, making each step uncomfortable.
Easily catching up to me, he lightly taps my shoulder, stopping me in my tracks. “Can I have your number? I’d like to be able to text you this week. I know you’re busy.” His hands are in his pockets, while his feet shuffle back and forth. He looks… nervous? It’s adorable. “And you mentioned that you live in the next town over.”
This time, when I look at him, I give him a real smile. Because, damn him, he really is handsome. I actually think I might even like him.
Biting my bottom lip, I stall while I give his question some thought. “What makes you think you deserve my number?” I see Steffan’s parked truck, and I walk faster in that direction.
Again, this guy easily keeps up with my steps. Those long muscular legs of his could pin me down easily…
“I mean, I did notice that youreallyliked seeing me on my bike earlier.” I make sure he notices when I roll my eyes, trying to hide how right he really is.
Not deterred, his words now come out rushed. “I’m also funny. Oh, and can’t forget I’m a total gentleman, one who didnottake advantage of a beautiful woman in a dark wooded area.” Jared lifts his arms, shrugging, like he won his case.
I stop abruptly in my current pursuit back to my friends. Before I make eye contact with Jared’s hungry eyes, my left hand goes to my hip, right index finger trailing my bottom lip. “Hmm—those are good points, Cap Guy,” softly tapping my bottom lip, “but I’m afraid they just aren’t good enough.” Turning my body away from his, I notice our friends waiting for us, talking amongst themselves. Brittney has hearts in her eyes, watching us walk up side by side. Her hands eagerly clap the closer we get.
“Will you be back out next weekend?” I don’t miss the hopefulness in his tone.Not giving up easily, I see. Am I just a challenge for him?
Giving him my full smile, popping those dimples of mine, I chide, “Guess you’ll just have to wait and see, Cap Guy.” While doing a mock salute in his direction, I step back, retreating away slowly, our eyes still holding each other hostage.
“Cap Guy?!” he yells dramatically as we make it to Steffan and Greg. They both chuckle when they hear him ask me, giving the other a knowing look.
Greg walks up to Jared’s right side. “Don’t be alarmed man, she’s a tough nut to crack for anyone.” Then he goes back to texting someone with a smile on his face. He likes to staymysterious about who he’s “talking” to; they’re usually out-of-town girls.
Steffan puts his arm around me as we continue walking to his truck, kissing the top of my head, his mouth gliding to my ear. “Come on, Kailey, he’s the new guy. Go easy on him. I like him.”
The temperature outside has now dropped, and a brisk chill rolls through the air. Brittney, Steffan, Greg, and I are all crammed into the midnight blue, single cab F-150. Rolling down the passenger window, I look directly at Jared. His stare is unreadable.
“Easy to get would be easy to forget, and I am far from easy, babe.” I shrug my shoulders, winking at him. Without waiting for his reply, I roll the window back up as fast as possible. Unable to pull my face away from the window just yet.
He shakes his head at me, returning my smile. Taking his hat off, he slides it into a compartment on the bike before placing his helmet on, flipping the shield down, hiding his eyes from mine. Yep, that’ll do it, an official new kink unlocked… Men in full-face helmets, rocking the tinted out shield. Jared kicks his bike stand up, but before pulling out onto the road, he turns around and blows me a kiss. He takes off before I can respond, popping a wheelie. I don’t know what it is about a guy on a crotch rocket, but I’m definitely feeling some sort of way.
“Okay, spill!” Brittney practically yells next to me. Probably louder than she intended to be with Greg and Steffan in here too.
Making sure my voice is lower than hers was, I lean into her ear. “There’s nothing to spill. One minute we were talking, the next we were running into the woods together.” I slide my sandals off into the floorboard. “Oh, by the way he’s twenty-one; not sure why he ran.”
“Oh, I know why he ran. Duh, to be with you. Kailey,goodness,can you not tell he’s interested in you? You cannot runfrom all men just because of your douche of an ex.” Greg and Steffan both grunt their approval. They never liked Brandon.
She’s right. I know. Dammit, I’m scared to open myself back up again. My sister Beth really had to pull me out of that last slump. We’ve always been close, and I’m beyond thankful for her. I wonder if I should mention the new guy during our next lunch date…
Laying my head on Brittney’s shoulder, I admit, “Okay. Okay, you’re right. I need to stop pushing guys away.” But what I don’t admit is that I’m terrified.
So the guys can’t hear, I whisper the next words into her ear. “Especially the ones who are panty-wetting handsome, have a perfect smile, sexy muscles, and wear white baseball caps.”
Brittney wraps her hand around mine, lightly squeezing it. “Damn straight.”
After the guys drop us off back at my Camaro, I’m still wearing a smile. Brittney flips through songs until landing on “Oh” by Ciara, as I steer us onto the highway that will take us back to my house. All thoughts go back to Jared. I know the guys won’t give him my number without asking me. That’s the kind of friends they are.
“Britt, I wonder if he’ll forget about me by next weekend.”
CHAPTER 5
Jared
Whiskey brown eyes stare at me while her long black hair is fisted in my hand, exposing her neck. My nose faintly trails her neck, and I smell pears and a hint of mint. I nip her ear, and a moan escapes her beautiful mouth. Her pupils are dilated with ecstasy and those lips are begging to be sucked. I devour them as I nudge her thighs apart with my leg. Biting and sucking, I swallow her raspy moans. She opens up for me willingly as our tongues fight for control over the other. Pulling roughly on her hair, her mouth unlatches from mine, and a popping sound fills the air. A pout forms on her face, but I’m consumed with this want—an uncontrollable need for more.
I grind my hard shaft against her jeans, nibbling on her neck while my hand slides under her shirt, causing Kailey’s skin to break out with goosebumps. Her hips start grinding into me, begging for relief. Trailing my hand down her toned stomach, I slowly slip it underneath her jeans. Flattening my palm over her heat, middle finger stroking in between, over the wet, thin cotton. Fuck, she’s soaked for me. My fingers crave the feeling of her warm heat deep inside. Sliding my thick finger in, herpussy instantly clenches around me, her hips meeting each thrust. “More,” she moans into my mouth.
