“You are to me.” His voice is intense. “You’re everything to me,” he adds in a lower tone. “And I’m sorry this hasn’t been a first date, like a first date should be.” He cups my cheek with his hand. “I will make it up to you, I promise.”
Then looking at Jake here, before me, him staring back at me in earnest, filled with love for me, I feel suddenly overwhelmed by my feelings for him, and at the depth of those feelings. And momentarily forgetting that Stuart and Ben are in the front of the car, only a few feet away, I lean forward and kiss him, hard.
Parting my lips under his, I let his tongue move into my mouth, and then I feel it pass between us. The energy, the desire, and I start to feel that stirring in my body that only he can create.
I want him, right here and now.
I know he feels it too as he groans a little sound in my mouth. Jake grabs a firm hold of my hair, kissing me even harder.
It takes a long moment, but I do eventually become very aware of the fact that Stuart and Ben are in the front of the car, especially when Jake’s hand goes to my leg, and starts to move higher.
Knowing for sure they don’t want a Jake and Tru, porn show, I pull back from him.
Jake looks at me disappointed. I flick my eyes in the direction of the front of the car. I’m really glad the radio is on fairly loud, which will have drowned out the sound of our kissing. But even so, my cheeks have flamed with embarrassment at my loss of control over Jake.
He smiles and leans close again, running his nose up the sensitive skin on my neck, he reaches my ear and whispers, “I can’t wait to get you back to the hotel … I am going to undress you, slowly … and I’m going to kiss you, everywhere.”
I can feel his words, down there, and that heat rises again in my belly. I love how he makes me feel.
“Te quiero,” I whisper back to him.
“Jesus Christ, Tru,” he groans quietly in my ear, his breath hot on my skin. “You know what that does to me. If you keep talking like that I don’t give a shit who is in this car with us, I’ll take you right here and now, on the back seat.”
His words do crazy things to me and I’m feeling turned on and suddenly reckless.
Maybe it’s because I’m still pumped up with adrenaline after what just happened at the Louvre, or because of how much I do love him, but I suddenly have the urge to turn him on, to challenge him.
“Joder, Jake … that’s what I want to do with you, now,” I whisper.
He knows exactly what I’m saying to him. That is one Spanish word he does know.
I feel him stiffen beside me.
I flicker a glance in Stuart’s direction, seeing his eyes are on the road. Ben is talking on his phone, speaking to Dave presumably.
So shifting back in my seat, I move closer to the door, turning my body toward him, and run my fingers up my thigh, lifting my skirt up, ever so slightly, I part my legs.
Jake sharps in a breath. His eyes are on me and they're glowing.
I love this sense of power I have over him right now. It’s exhilarating.
I stare at him, meeting his hot gaze and moisten my lips with my tongue.
Smiling seductively at Jake, I lower my skirt back down, pressing my legs together, feeling proud of my little wanton moment thinking, my work here is done, well until the hotel that is, but Jake shakes his head, no.
My legs start to tremble.
He moves closer, positioning himself beside me, and puts his foot up on the rest between the front seats, covering any possible view of my legs with his. Jake rests his hand on my lap, then very gently pushes my legs apart with his hand and I let him.
My heart is thudding in my chest and my mouth suddenly dry.
Jake slides his hand under my skirt, reaching my panties he hooks his fingers into them, moving them aside, giving him the access he wants, he starts to touch me. Then very gently, he slips his finger inside me.
My whole body nearly explodes. I have to bite my lip, hard, to stop myself from making a noise.
I turn my face to his. He stares back at me. His eyes daring, pooling and heated.
I have never in all my life done anything like this. And I know I should care there are other people in the car with us, but it’s hard to right now. All I care about is Jake and the way he’s making me feel.
He starts to move his finger, in and out, in a rhythmic motion, his thumb rubbing over me, and my heart is beating so hard, my legs shaking uncontrollably, and I know what’s going to happen if he doesn’t stop.
“Jake, stop, or I’m going to come,” I mouth to him.
He grins, and rubs his thumb a little firmer over my hot spot.
My body shudders.
“Please,” I mouth again, pressing my legs together, onto his hand.
He grins again, seemingly satisfied with himself and the effect he’s had on me, and slips his hand out from under my skirt, then rearranges his very noticeable erection in his pants, with his hand.
I’m relieved and disappointed at the same time.
And I have a good mind to do the same to him, work him up to the point of near combustion.