There’s something about the genuine look on her face as she turns towards me, or maybe it’s the feeling that my heart is literally begging to be hers, but I feel…I don’t know, maybe she feels the same way towards me. Her eyes are talking; I just don’t clearly understand what they’re trying to say.
The sounds of grass crunching under the feet of someone approaching stop Hensley mid-sentence. “Colby! There you are!” Brittani’s screeching voice interrupts her. Huffing, I shake my head and glance backwards, only to see Brittani sauntering towards the picnic table in nothing but a little bikini, brown riding chaps, and boots. Leave it to her to think she can rock it, when in reality, no one should ever wear that. She doesn’t look sexy; she looks like a girl who’s begging to get laid – which is not even remotely attractive. Maybe it is to some of the dudes down at the party, but not me.
I can feel Hensley move away from my embrace, and as soon as she does, I ache for her touch. She leans in close and quietly says, “I can, umm, see that you have someone eager to have your attention. I’m gonna grab a drink.”
Grabbing her arm, I attempt to hold her just long enough to plead, “Wait,” but she wiggles out of my grasp and then walks away, leaving me angry at Brittani for disturbing us.
I wonder what she was going to say.
Brittani must have noticed my facial expression as she walks closer to me. My mouth opens to tell her to please go…I’d love to tell her to go to hell, but my momma would have a cow if she ever heard me talk to a lady like that.
“Stop. Don’t say a word. This is important. Just listen,” she rambles grabbing my attention. What could be so important that she just pranced all the way out here and interrupted Hensley and me?
Nothing.
“If you’re sad about her leaving, let me fill that void, baby.” She takes a step closer and before I have time to react she straddles my lap. Her small top barely covers her nipples. Noticing it a second too late, she runs her chest against mine. Taking her hand, she grabs my face and tilts my head to the side. I can feel her hot breath on my earlobe as she whispers, “She’s just a girl, Colby, and I’m all woman. Trust me. You’d enjoy this much more than that. Rumor has it, she’s a virgin. I know how to please you, so let me please you. Plus her mom is a skank. I’m obviously the better choice here.”
My head jerks around quickly as I grab her sides and prepare to pick her up off of my lap. As soon as I start to inch her body off of mine, she hastily leans forward and fills my mouth with her tongue.
I’d never willingly be disrespectful to a lady, but Brittani isn’t a lady. Pushing her off of my lap, she almost falls on her ass. “What the fuck was that?” I shout as my hands fly up to my wet lips and wipe them off, making sure there is no evidence of her presence on my mouth.
“Don’t lie to yourself; you want me just as much as I want you. It’s that fucking little piece of trash that has you blinded. You’ll see it one day, and I’ll be here, with open arms, waiting.” She stands up and dusts herself off and then places her manicured hand on my chest. “Because that was just a sample of what I can do with my tongue!”
I TOLD MYSELF tonight was the night. We couldn’t keep dancing around one another, fighting these feelings we both have. At first I chalked it up to him being a gentleman, opening doors for me, the innocent way he held his hand at the small of my back as he ushered me to walk in front of him. Dusty would give me a sly wink, but I refused to listen to my heart. The more time that we spent around each other, the more I felt myself starting to crave being around him. I’ve never believed in that whole love at first sight, mushy type stuff, but whatever is going on between us started when our eyes locked that first night a few weeks ago.
My mom would be furious; I can picture her face now
The sounds of grass crunching under the feet of someone approaching stop Hensley mid-sentence. “Colby! There you are!” Brittani’s screeching voice interrupts her. Huffing, I shake my head and glance backwards, only to see Brittani sauntering towards the picnic table in nothing but a little bikini, brown riding chaps, and boots. Leave it to her to think she can rock it, when in reality, no one should ever wear that. She doesn’t look sexy; she looks like a girl who’s begging to get laid – which is not even remotely attractive. Maybe it is to some of the dudes down at the party, but not me.
I can feel Hensley move away from my embrace, and as soon as she does, I ache for her touch. She leans in close and quietly says, “I can, umm, see that you have someone eager to have your attention. I’m gonna grab a drink.”
Grabbing her arm, I attempt to hold her just long enough to plead, “Wait,” but she wiggles out of my grasp and then walks away, leaving me angry at Brittani for disturbing us.
I wonder what she was going to say.
Brittani must have noticed my facial expression as she walks closer to me. My mouth opens to tell her to please go…I’d love to tell her to go to hell, but my momma would have a cow if she ever heard me talk to a lady like that.
“Stop. Don’t say a word. This is important. Just listen,” she rambles grabbing my attention. What could be so important that she just pranced all the way out here and interrupted Hensley and me?
Nothing.
“If you’re sad about her leaving, let me fill that void, baby.” She takes a step closer and before I have time to react she straddles my lap. Her small top barely covers her nipples. Noticing it a second too late, she runs her chest against mine. Taking her hand, she grabs my face and tilts my head to the side. I can feel her hot breath on my earlobe as she whispers, “She’s just a girl, Colby, and I’m all woman. Trust me. You’d enjoy this much more than that. Rumor has it, she’s a virgin. I know how to please you, so let me please you. Plus her mom is a skank. I’m obviously the better choice here.”
My head jerks around quickly as I grab her sides and prepare to pick her up off of my lap. As soon as I start to inch her body off of mine, she hastily leans forward and fills my mouth with her tongue.
I’d never willingly be disrespectful to a lady, but Brittani isn’t a lady. Pushing her off of my lap, she almost falls on her ass. “What the fuck was that?” I shout as my hands fly up to my wet lips and wipe them off, making sure there is no evidence of her presence on my mouth.
“Don’t lie to yourself; you want me just as much as I want you. It’s that fucking little piece of trash that has you blinded. You’ll see it one day, and I’ll be here, with open arms, waiting.” She stands up and dusts herself off and then places her manicured hand on my chest. “Because that was just a sample of what I can do with my tongue!”
I TOLD MYSELF tonight was the night. We couldn’t keep dancing around one another, fighting these feelings we both have. At first I chalked it up to him being a gentleman, opening doors for me, the innocent way he held his hand at the small of my back as he ushered me to walk in front of him. Dusty would give me a sly wink, but I refused to listen to my heart. The more time that we spent around each other, the more I felt myself starting to crave being around him. I’ve never believed in that whole love at first sight, mushy type stuff, but whatever is going on between us started when our eyes locked that first night a few weeks ago.
My mom would be furious; I can picture her face now
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