❤❤EXCERPT❤❤
"What are you going to do now, Sofie?" he
whispered with his lips barely an inch from mine.
I figured that was basically an open invitation, so I leaned
forward and crushed my lips to his.
He put his knee between my legs, spreading them apart and pressing
all of him against me.
"Oh my god, that's so fucking hot," I mumbled
against his lips, which sounded more like, "Oh meh ger, sah fern hert."
"So you're a talker, eh?" he said against my ear
before nipping it.
"Wait, don't leave bite marks. I need those for work.
My ears, that is," I said.
Johnny leaned back, the moonlight casting a soft glow on his
face. "Are you way too drunk right now to do anything?"
"Are you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow before
rocking my hips forward and feeling his hardness press against my core.
"Guess not."
"You could get me hard whether I've been drinking all
night or not," he said, pushing against me and moving his hips in a
circular motion, the friction itself bringing me to the brink.
"Is this because I got my braces off and learned to
straighten my hair? Because you probably wouldn’t be doing this if I were still
the geek from two years ago. Though, I am still that geek, just with better
hair and eyebrows," I said.
"If you sit on my face will that get you to stop
rambling?" he asked.
I pouted. "No need to be rude."
"Sorry," he whispered, leaning forward. He let go
of one wrist but kept the hand with my phone in it above my head.
"You can’t just say sorry and expect me to drop my
panties for you. That only works in romance novels and porn," I grumbled,
trying to keep my face neutral, but the guy had a smile I would definitely sit
on.
"What? I gave you dinner. Well, the Contis fed you, but
I did do those weird tasting shots with you. And what’s more romantic than
humping against a goat house?" he asked, broadening his grin.
"Technically, it's a pen," I said.
He smirked. "Okay, smart mouth. If this isn't a
come-on, then what was that whole bit about being hot and fluttering your
eyelashes?"
"I was hot! I'm wearing a sweater, and we were
drinking. And as far as eyelashes go, sometimes mine stick together when I use
this cheap mascara. Lia told me to spring for something not in the clearance
bin, but that extra five dollars could be used for things like snacks."
