Chapter 9

                                    

                                          
Oh, what if Jordan and the others see her, she could get in trouble. I tilt my head to look at Simone. The seat is occupied by someone else. Olivia grips my jaw, letting out a pained sigh but presses herself closer. Our legs brushing against each other. 
"I should let this go" she starts to say and my heart is now racing from different reasons. "That would be something I should think about." She pulls me closer, our foreheads leaning against each other.
"I get it, I am biting more than I can chew." Is that how the saying goes? 
A dark chuckle reaches my ears in delight. "are you saying you can't handle me?"
"I...I can very much do so." Great now I am stuttering like an idiot. My body feels warm under her gaze and I'm busking under it, I'll take everything I can and will appreciate the little she showers me.
Her lips ghost around mine, "Show me." Gently grazing her lips, the intake of her breath as her pulling back for just a second before attacking my lips. The music is fading out of my system, filling it with something more exciting. "Show me how." She says between the kisses. I don't really understand what she means, my lucky guess would be to try and take control of the kiss. I grip her by her hair, when I go in for the kiss she grips my throat changing the angle and the pace of the kiss. She runs her tongue over my lips, biting and then sucking on them. "Is that all you've got?" 
Pulling her closer, my hand slides between her thighs, gripping her thigh. She's almost sitting on my lap as I try to kiss her, pouring everything in it. I'll say I'm scared, she does intimidate me in this area because she's experienced and I fear I wouldn't even come close to satisfying her needs. So when she lets out a moan, I eat it up. 
Olivia pulls herself from me. Breathing hard. She gets on her feet quickly, adjusting her dress. "Let's go." Huh? Are we not saying good bye to her friends? She begins walking. Questions later, I follow behind, pulling my cap lower.
She looks upset and other boiling emotions, top off the alcohol that she's consumed. "Let me drive."
"I'll drive."
I grab her wrist halting her movements. "Get in the passage seat, I'll drive." She hesitates for a while before rounding the vehicle and entering with a bang. 
Her eyes are glued on me the entire time, watching me. She undoes the ponytail, that hair fall around her. The dress has ridden upwards. Destructing me, well it's not the only destruction. Warm fingers fill around under my shirt. Pinching my nipple from time to time. Her exploration becomes adventurous when a finger slides at the waistband of my Black jeans, then back up to my thighs. 
"Stop the car."
"What, why? Are you not feeling well?"
"Of course I'm not well, stop the car." 
Pulling at the side of the road. As soon as the car comes to a stop, her hands are back on me. Oh, didn't think of this but boy am I glad, it was getting hard to drive. I unbuckle the seatbelt, pulling her on me. I kiss her hard. The energy shifts as she allows herself to be taken by me, her hips moving against me. Our tongue moving in sync with each other, creating an erotic spark of bliss. Pressing her against my hardness hard. Never have I ever been this hard before, my blood is at a boiling point begging me to do only one thing. Damn, I can feel it breathing, louder than the sound of my heart pounding against my chest. I feel her fingers at the zipper, skillfully opening my jeans up, lifts her hips slightly, I do the same as she pulls my jeans a little low, with only my boy shots I can feel what I couldn't feel, the heat between her legs and when she grinds, I have to bite my teeth because it felt good.
I have had make out sessions before but never this intense, I just want to...I just want to. I pull her away from the kiss probably harder than I intended. "I'm sorry," what am I doing, this is what I have been craving for, for only her.
Sliding off me to her own seat. Olivia sighs. "No I should be the one to apologize." 
"It's not that I don't want to." Maybe I shouldn't tell her yet. "I just panicked."
Her eyes are glued outside of the window. She glances my way but avoids eye contact. "Pull up your Jeans." Oh, the tent is quiet visible. "It's alright, take us home." But it is not alright, her demeanor has completely changed. 
Surly she can't be mad at me because I cut off her good time. That would be ridiculous. Right? 
We get home and my emotions are about to pour out. She's closed me off just because of what. I hear the car door bang and I rush out, grabbing her wrist and pressing her back against the car.
"Let me go." She struggles to free herself.
She's fighting me, I have to grab her hands over her head. "Don't shut me out, if I did something wrong just tell me." Tears gather in her eyes and it pains me, that I could be the cause of her tears. 
Pushing at me, "This is not about you." Sobbing. "You're seventeen and I touched you," her eyes lock with mine. "And I felt sick, I'm married and messing with my husband's son, I feel sick just thinking about things I want to do to you."
Olivia, my Olivia wants to hurt me and push me away so bad. If I could stop this, doesn't she think I would have done that already.
"I get it."
"You don't." 
I press my body into her, making sure to grind myself against her. She gasps, turning her head from me. I let go of her hand and grip her face. I want her eyes, "how do you know," then I remember that the alcohol in her is not helping, so it's better to leave this dialogue for another time. "You want this as much as I do, you want to feel me inside you." Taking one of her hands, I bring it towards my hard-on. "I can't be the only one who touches myself when thinking of us."
"You're lying to yourself."
Releasing her though she still keeps her hand there, touching me. "Bullshit." Kissing the nape of her neck just below her ear. Her breathing picks and she wants to escape because she knows I'm right. "Indulge me. That's all I ask." Suddenly I get the urge to taste her, my tongue traces her jawline. "Didn't you like kissing me?"
"That's beside the point." Her eyes pleading with me and I don't take pity.
"How can what we feel be so wrong and feel so good at the same time?"
She shakes her head. "This will never end well."
"No one has to know. You can fuck me out of your system while indulging me this once." I can feel her breath on my lips, her breast rising and falling. Down playing my feelings just to reason with her.
"You will end up getting hurt in the end." Her voice has softened but its shaky.
"At least I'd have gotten to know you." With my thumb and index finger, I tilt her chin up. "All of you." I am about to kiss her."
"Thought I heard voices."
Olivia break away from me as I move myself from her body but not turning around. Since does this woman work overnight?
"Miss Mary," her voice breathless. "Didn't think you would be home."
My thoughts exactly.
We can't continue this conversation with her around. I say my goodnight without looking at either of them and head inside. No need to spread the fire, I don't know how much she saw. But I'm sure it's enough to be suspicious.