“Clarissa, I want you,” I growl as I kiss her neck. I’m completely on top of her now, covering her like a blanket with every inch of my hard body. I want her naked beneath me.
“Jason,” I hear her pant as she wraps one of her legs around me and grinds her sweet spot against my manhood, teasing me. That’s all the encouragement I need and my fingers go searching and they slip into her panties and slide across her slick fold. Damn, she’s wet, her body wants me. She bucks into my hand and arches into me.
“You’re so wet for me babe,” I whisper and she starts to writhe beneath me as my fingers work their magic. She is lets out a sexy whimper of pleasure that is music to my ears.
“Jason, we have to stop,” she pants out softly, I can tell she fighting her desire for me.
“Why? Your body is saying yes,” I whisper into her ear while nipping at her ear lobe. How I want to slide into her. I’m dying here.
“Jason, please,” she murmurs as she breaks away from our kiss and presses her hands on my chest. I pull off her and tug my shirt over my head. Maybe seeing my six-pack abs will make her lose control. Her eyes scan my chest and roam down to my abs and I can see the desire spread across her face. Works every time.
“Let’s go to the bedroom,” I say, looking lustfully down at her flushed face and her pert nipples begging for my touch. She pulls up the straps on her dress as she tries to sit up. Her hair is sexily disheveled.
“Clarissa, don’t fight this anymore. I know you want me,” I say, caressing her cheek with my hand as I stroke her lip with the pad of my thumb.
“You better take me back to my car,” she says.
“Why?”
“I’m not sleeping with you tonight Jason,” she says firmly. I should’ve known she’d stop this. I ease off her knowing I’ve lost tonight.
As I’m kissing her goodnight outside her car, I decide now is a good time to ask her to my formal.
“Will you go with me to our Winter Formal?”
“Yes, that sounds like fun. When is it?”
“It’s in a couple of weeks at the Bel Air Hotel. I booked a bungalow for the night to have a pre-party and an after party, Bancroft style,” I tell her my plans for the extravagant weekend.
“Wow, sounds like over the top fun.”
“Goodnight then,” I say, kissing her again.
“Goodnight, thank you for dinner. I had a nice time tonight,” she says.
“Me too,” I reply as I watch her sexy self get in her car and tuck her long beautiful legs in. I watch her drive off and shake my head, knowing I have it bad for this girl.
ELEVEN
CLARISSA
I’ve managed to put off Jason’s advances up until now, but I think tonight will be the night. He and Troy are picking Lexi and I up soon. Then we will head over to the Bel Air Hotel. Evidently, Jason got an amazing bungalow and we’re going to enjoy the pool this afternoon before we have to start getting ready for the formal.
Troy and Lexi seem to be pretty steady and I can tell by how attentive he is to her that he really likes her and the feeling is mutual judging by the permanent smile on Lexi’s adorable face. We have to schlep our dresses and everything to the hotel, luckily the guys can help us get all of our things into our bungalow.
The Bel Air Hotel is nestled in the wooded hills north of Beverly Hills. It’s in a very exclusive neighborhood. Jason pulls up to our bungalow and when we walk in, it steals my breath away. It’s beautifully decorated and has a very open an airy luxurious resort feel to it.
“Can you say lifestyle of the rich and famous?” I whisper to Lexi and we giggle in awe of the place. She and I both come from humble backgrounds compared to this.
“Jason, this place is amazing, I love it,” I exclaim, walking out to the patio, which has its own spa. He wraps his arms around me from behind nuzzling into the back of my neck.
“I’m glad you like it. It’s pretty cool here,” he says casually. “Let’s go change into our swimsuits.” He takes my hand in his and leads me to one of the bedrooms and closes the door.
“I already have my suit on,” I say, stripping off my dress. He lays the most passionate kiss on my lips as we fall into the bed. His hands immediately go to my breasts in my teeny bikini, which barely covers them. He slides the triangle shaped fabric covering my breast over and starts languishing my nipples with his tongue. He’s heating me up and I don’t know if we’re going to make it to the pool. He’s pressing his rigid manhood into me as I wrap my legs around his and grind against him and it feels deliciously naughty.
“Hey you guys, we’re heading to the pool. Come on,” Troy say,s knocking on our door.
“Damn Troy,” Jason cusses under his breath. “Come on we better go. I will have my way with you later.”
“Is that a promise Mr. Bancroft?” I ask sultrily as he takes one last naughty lick of my nipples that leaves me wanting more.
“Most definitely,” Jason says, licking his lips. I stand up and right my swimsuit top as he grabs my ass.
“You look amazing in your white barely there bikini.”