The Back-Up Plan by Mari Carr Page B

twisted to look at him. Jason must have taken her quick turn as a sign she would reject him because he pulled her face to his quickly, wiping away any response she might have made with a deep, quiet kiss.
    When they pulled apart, she whispered, “Okay.”
    The rest of the ride home was a test of wills as Jason upped the ante, pushing the bar higher. His fingers slipped beneath her shorts and burrowed under her panties, playing with her clit, driving her to madness. Kristen fought to remain silent as Bryan and Trina quietly chatted in the front seat about the concert.
    She’d never engaged in anything so scandalous, limiting her sex play to the bedroom. Now she was in the backseat of a car, trying to be quiet as Jason pushed her closer and closer to an orgasm. She bit her lip so hard to hold back her moans she actually tasted blood.
    Of course, she was a firm believer in tit for tat, so she casually rested her hand on his crotch. As he ratcheted up the heat, she applied a bit of her own, adding pressure, squeezing his erection roughly, making sure he was as primed and ready as she was.
    Tonight was inevitable. Jason had said as much. So she’d pay the piper tomorrow and make damn sure it was worth the price.
    Finally, Trina pulled into the parking lot of her complex.
    Bryan got out of the car and came around the vehicle to help Laura. “Looks like this one needs some tucking in. You okay to get home on your own, Trina?”
    Bryan’s daughter was a sophomore at the local university. She grinned. “Yeah. I’m actually meeting up with a few girlfriends to watch a couple movies. Chick-flick marathon night— Bridesmaids and Pitch Perfect .”
    Bryan laughed. “Oh to be young again. Thanks for the ride, kiddo. I owe you one.” He pressed a quick kiss on his daughter’s cheek and lifted Laura out of the car. “Jason, you need Trina to drop you by your place?”
    Jason shook his head. “No. I’m just going to crash on Kristen’s couch.”
    Kristen hoped Bryan couldn’t see the flush covering her cheeks in the dark night. She and Jason added their own thanks to Bryan’s and waved as Trina drove away. Then they walked to her front door, waiting until Bryan had Laura safely inside her own house. Kristen froze, unable to open the door as a wave of arousal pounded against her.
    It occurred to her the panic she experienced wasn’t built on fear of ruining the relationship. It was based on sheer, overwhelming nerves. What if she couldn’t please Jason? Couldn’t keep up? He’d referred to her as innocent and she was suddenly feeling that way.
    “Stalling won’t save you.”
    She turned to give him a dirty look, but Jason was there to wipe it away. He pressed her against the door and kissed her senseless.
    “Maybe I don’t want to be saved,” she taunted, digging deep to bring her confidence to the forefront. She wanted to do this. It was time to stop making excuses and playing the coward.
    He reached for her purse and retrieved her keys. “Of course you do. You’re smart and practical and if you think I don’t understand all your reasons for trying to stay away from me, you’re wrong. I get it. All of it. But I really don’t give a shit right now. My cock is about to burst and you are the hottest fucking woman I’ve ever known. Open the door, Kris. Let me in.”
    Something about the way he made his request told her he didn’t just want inside her house. He wouldn’t be satisfied until he was buried balls deep inside her. And neither would she.
    She unlocked the door as Jason guided her in. Once it was closed behind them, he shoved her against it. His hunger was palpable. It fueled hers.
    His lips took hers roughly, pushing her mouth open. Her tongue met his halfway as they explored, tasted, discovered. As they kissed, Jason’s hands were busy. Within seconds, he had her shorts and panties on the floor. He briefly released her so he could tug her T-shirt over her head, until only her bra remained. He cupped