Candy Apple Red-Book Two

Chapter 3 - It's Not Soda, It's Pop!

As pull up the driveway at Seth's house, Dylan and Seth are sitting in lawn chairs, while Mariah and Rachel are sitting on the tailgate of Dylan's truck engaging in conversation amongst themselves. I begin to grit my teeth because already I'm not too fond of Rachel just for being with Seth so, she can't be getting too friendly with my cousin, or I will go ape s**t on her ass! b***h, you better back the f**k up if ya know what's good for ya!

I do my best to keep my temper at bay as we climb out of the car. As I briskly walk ahead of the other three, Jeb jots ahead of Nate and Maggie to put his arm around my shoulder as we walk up. It appears he's already staking his claim of me. God, forgive me for what I'm about to do to this poor schmuck.

As I approach Dylan and Seth, I notice Seth scratching his chin as he eyes me intently before glaring at Jeb. I can't help but snicker, "Hey guys!" I call out.

Mariah and Rachel greet us warmly as we draw closer. Dylan stands up and begins to set out four more lawn chairs for us to have a seat around the fire pit, "Brie, Maggie, boys, there's soda in the fridge out in the garage for you guys. I stopped to get some. No beer for you, kids." He says.

I roll my eyes while pulling my skirt down as I notice where Seth's eyes are wandering. Nope, sorry, jack. No peeking tonight! "Well, thanks for looking out for us, D.," I respond as I playfully nudge his arm.

Mariah chimes in, "Ummm, it's not soda, it's pop!"

Dylan chuckles as he makes a gesture with his index and middle finger forming a V and inserts his tongue between them before answering, "The only place in the world that calls it pop is Ohio babe; you are in Mississippi now." She crosses her legs and flashes a shy smile in his direction as her cheeks flush. She covers her face with her hands, attempting to hide her embarrassment while shaking her head from side to side. A blind man could see the effect they have on each other.

The group roars with laughter before Dylan leans in to whisper into my ear, "Hey, are you okay? You seem like you are in a bad mood tonight. Is that little weasel nice to you?" He asks.

"I'm fine, bub; I think I had too much sun today. Maggie and I laid out for a while this afternoon. And so that you know, Jeb is always good to me; you don't have to worry about that. Not to mention I can handle my own, even if he wasn't. You don't need to be so over-protective," I whisper.

He smirks as he lifts his index finger to gently tap my nose," Yes, I can see that, kiddo. You know how I am though, I can't help but worry about you two girls out here dealing with these crazy, good for nothing boys just wanting to get in your pants. You remember, I used to be one of those boys before I met Ri. So I know what they think about."

I nod in agreement and sit silently for a few moments. I begin to fidget in my seat after noticing Seth's eyes are boring a hole through me. Feeling frustrated with Rachel sitting so close, I immediately hop up before I realize what I'm even doing, "Does anybody want a soda? I'm going to the garage."

Nate and Jeb shake their heads. Maggie responds, "Nah, I'm good, thanks."

Before turning around once more, I begin to walk away from the group, "Oh, Dylan, save my seat, would ya?" I ask jokingly.

He snickers as he pats the chair I was sitting in. I make a beeline directly for the garage because I need a minute to collect my thoughts. This f*****g sucks to be in this position, having feelings for someone you know you shouldn't. His date is sitting right there; I mean, how am I supposed to handle myself with him undressing me with his eyes while she's right f*****g there? Not to mention, I'm sandwiched between Jeb and Dylan while this is going on. I yank open the refrigerator door, hearing bottles clanging together as I pull it open with such force. Calm yourself, Brie! I audibly exhale before reaching down to grab a soda. It appears Dylan picked up a pack of Cokes, which is fine by me. I pop the tab and begin to slurp the icy cold beverage before being startled by a warm hand on my shoulder; I almost jump out of my skin as I nearly choke on my drink, "Hey, Brie."

I shut the door and spin around; my heart is beating out of my chest, "Oh, hey, Seth. You scared me!" I respond breathlessly.

He snickers at me, shaking his head from side to side. I take another swig of my soda before walking past him; he reaches out to lace his fingers around my arm, stopping me. A look of shock crosses my face as I make eye contact with him, "Ummm... can I help you with something?" I ask as I look down at his hand on my arm.

He pulls his arm back, crossing both in front of his chest; he blurts out, "I don't like him with you."

Elated to hear those words, I run my tongue along my bottom lip, tasting the residue from the soda I just slurped down, "Oh? Why is that?" I ask casually.

He leans his body against the wall as he moves in closer to me; his face is inches from mine. I anxiously wait in anticipation for his next move, my lips involuntarily open as I inhale audibly, breathing in his scent. Oh my God, he smells so f*****g good, it's hard to keep my senses about me. I can feel my n*****s harden underneath my cut-off t-shirt as his eyes make their way down to my chest. My pulse quickens as he reaches up and runs his index finger from my chin down to my neck and between my t**s before pulling back. I swallow hard before realizing I'm holding my breath as I begin to feel light-headed. I will myself to exhale before I pass out and fall to the floor, "You look sexy tonight." He whispers.

The look in his eyes makes me want to come undone. I cross my legs to calm the storm arising between them and clear my throat, "Seth... what do you want from me?" I ask, my voice is raspy. 

He chuckles. "Well, I would have thought that was obvious."

My entire body begins to tremble from the rush of excitement coursing through my veins. It's all I can do to resist the urge of letting him take me right here on this garage floor, "Wh...wh..what about Rachel?" I choke out.

He places his hand on my hip and pulls me into him. His body pressed up against mine, "Ah, she's just a distraction. You are the one I want."

Feeling like I'm gasping for air as he runs his thumb over my bottom lip, my lips slightly parted as my eyes roll back from the sweet pleasure of his touch.

Before I have a chance to respond, he reaches up to cup my face with his hands and pulls me closer as he inserts his tongue into my mouth. I lace my fingers around his neck and roll my tongue to meet his.  I'm like putty in his hands at the moment. It's as if my body has a mind of its own, and it's overshadowing my brain, telling me that Rachel is just right outside these doors, or Dylan, for that matter! We could be busted at any moment, but I can't stop myself from wanting this to continue.

He reaches down to grab my ass before lifting me off the ground. I wrap my legs around him tightly as he pushes me against the wall while hungrily rolls his tongue around in my mouth. He then pulls me away from the wall and sets me on top of his workstation. I lean back, breathless, and waiting in anticipation while using my hands to hold me up.

He spreads my knees apart before positioning himself between my legs as he feels the outside of my panties. He audibly inhales as his jaw clenches before he moves my panties over to insert his finger into my core, massaging the inner walls of my p***y. I breathe sharply and arch my back while enjoying the finger assault he's giving me, "Baby, you are so wet and so tight!" He chokes out.

This is a night of firsts in my book as my body plays tug of war with my mind. This man makes me so weak, and I'm sure he knows this by now. He halts the finger assault of my p***y and gazes directly into my eyes. I notice the look he gives me, a look of carnal desire, for me and not Rachel. Yes, he desires me as much as I do him! I keep my legs spread apart and anxiously await his next move.

Suddenly, he runs his hands up my thighs and hooks his fingers around my panties, "Let me take these off." He breathlessly mutters as he rolls his tongue along his bottom lip.

I lift my bottom off the workstation as he impatiently yanks them off before tossing them to the ground. He grabs the hem of my skirt, "Lift that sweet ass up for me one more time." He says.

I lift my bottom once more as he pushes my skirt up for easier access. Feeling self-conscious at the moment, I attempt to pull my knees together to cover myself, but he stops me with his hand, "Don't be shy, baby; I promise you will enjoy this as much as I will."

He pulls my knees apart once more and kneels before me as he gazes up at me. My mind is racing right now; I know I want this as much as he does, but how far is he going to take this being out in the open for someone to just barge in at any moment? I can't deny how turned on I am right now from the thrill of someone possibly catching us in the act; it makes me melt with desire. His breathing quickens as he leans in closer, "f**k. I need you!" He cries out as he takes his hat off and sets it on the workstation next to me. My body yearns for his touch as he looks up at me once more to make sure it's okay to proceed. I sit and contemplate for a moment before answering. Is this the right move? He looks up at me with those big beautiful brown eyes and patiently waits for me to respond.