Can this be happening?
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****Meme’s POV****
After my ride share company contacted me that Jonathan S. thought he left something in my car, I went right out and searched it. I found nothing other than I needed to vacuum the back floor boards again. So, I let the company know thinking that would be the end of it, but it wasn’t.
Here I was driving back to His house because he asked if he could look for it himself. I wasn’t on the clock/app so I wouldn’t get any calls to make me late, the only sound in my car was my GPS telling me to the directions. My heart was kind of skipping beats as I got closer. I had made sure to pick out my least offensive outfit and forgotten my cap at home, so my hair was pulled back in a ponytail to keep it off my neck.
The drive seemed to take 2 hours instead of 30 minutes. I was sure there was nothing in my car, but I wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to see Him again. When I pulled up into the drive he was standing there leaning against a car in the garage almost like he was waiting for me.
“Girl get a grip,” my inner voice murmured. “He was probably working in the garage and just taking a break.” I couldn’t get my hopes up, so I listened to her go on, “You’re going to have to get out of the car and then he will see your Jabba the hut figure. Once he sees the real you in the sunlight while sober, you won’t have a prayer. Finally all the daydreams will cease and I can get some peace and quiet down here again.” Again, a valid point, no man wanted to be intimate with a whale. I resigned myself to the fact he thought something was in my car and would be looking for it once I parked and got out myself.
Before I could get my seatbelt off he was there at my driver’s door opening it for me like a gentleman. He offered me his hand to help me get out and then reached up and took my sunglasses off since I had forgotten I was wearing them. Wordlessly, he just stood there starring into my eyes. I looked into his unblinkingly wondering what was going thru his mind. While our eyes were locked, he raised my hand he was still holding, and turned it over to kiss the inside of my wrist. My lips parted as a quick gasp escaped. His eyes dilated at my response and it emboldened him as his mouth moved up to the inside of my elbow. All the while, his eyes stayed fixed on mine. When his lips made contact with the sensitive skin I couldn’t hold back the soft moan because his tongue darted out and licked the area. My eyes started to close from the pleasure and electricity crashing through my body. His other had found its way to my right hip and suddenly my eyes popped back open as his lips were now on my neck working their way up my jaw to find mine. He placed my hand on his neck and moved his arms around my back pulling me closer as he deepened the kiss by sliding his tongue along my lower lip. When I gasped against his mouth, his tongue met mine and began the dance. My knees started to give out and he dragged me closer to him.
“This can’t be right. I must be stuck at light daydreaming and any second the car behind will honk jarring me out of it.” My inner voice cried. Only there was no horns only his arousal pressing tight against me. I couldn’t hold back the moan of pleasure when his lips found my sweet spot right under my ear on my neck. He growled a bit enjoying hearing my gasp when one of his hands came up and cupped my right breast under my shirt. My mind was clouding more as fingers found my n****e bringing it to a peak before rolling it around a bit as his mouth found my lips again. The only reason I was still upright was because he had my body trapped between him and my car door. Sensing how close I was to losing the battle with gravity, he removed his hand from under my shirt and placed it back on my waist. After a second more he gently took a step back and lift my chin up so our eyes met, “Let me take you out to dinner tonight?” he requested. I searched his gaze looking for a sign from him what to say.
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