Page 18 of Cat's Outta the Bag

I glance around and spot the closest food stand. "I want an elephant ear." He stoops down and scoops up my fallen items, then grabs my hand with his free one and joins the line. While we're waiting, he can't stop giving quick kisses. By the time we reach the order window, my lips feel puffy, and the lady taking our order is giving us one of those knowing smiles, like she's watched our PDA and thought it was the most adorable thing she's ever seen. And honestly, I can't say I hate it.

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Hours later, our bellies are overfull, and the sun is just setting as we get into the ancient Ferris Wheel, because we haven't risked our lives enough yet. We're silent at first, but Jason breaks the silence as we get above the crowd.

“I had a lot of fun today.”

“Me too.” I tilt my head up and kiss him quick on his jaw. He responds by pulling me closer and resting his head against the top of mine.

"I really like you, Alexis," he pauses, sucking in a huge breath as if getting up the courage to keep going. I find myself holding my breath in anticipation.

"I would totally understand if you say no, but like I said, I like you a lot, and I feel like we could really build something good between us. If you feel the same, I'd really like to date you. Officially. Like labeled and everything." He winces a bit like that didn't come out quite how he wanted. He also can't look me in the eye, which I find endearing. He's so nervous. It's sweet.

“Jason, look at me.” I wait patiently for him to finally turn and look down at me. One of my hands cradles his face, stroking his cheek gently. “I would love to officially date you.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

He smiles brightly, mutters something that sounds like fuck yes, and dives in for a proper kiss. We keep it PG as we continue our ride, but my body responds fully. It feels like it's on fire, and I desperately want our centers to meet and find relief. We're abruptly interrupted when our ride ends, and the teenage operator has to cough loudly to get our attention.

“I think that’s our signal to head home.”

“I couldn’t agree more.”

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I must have fallen asleep during the drive back because the next thing I know, Jason is gently shaking my shoulder. “Alexis, babe, I’d love to scoop you up and carry you in, but I will throw my back out trying to get you out of the car. It's too low." I nod sleepily and unbuckle, letting him take my hand and pull me up and out. Without really thinking about it, I wrap my arms around his neck and hop up a little to wrap my legs around his hips, burying my head against his neck. Without a word, he supports my butt with his arms and walks us into the elevator.

"Babe, can you grab your keys for me?" It's not easy, but I eventually wiggle them out by the time the elevator reaches our floor. Jason gets us inside and heads straight to my room. "You ready for bed?" I nod, feeling so tired that speaking is too much. He chuckles quietly, "Alright, sleepy head, arms up." He removes my top, then turns around and finds my PJs on top of my dresser. When he turns back, my bralette is off too, and he almost can't look away. I vaguely feel a little excited as he stares, my skin starting to feel hot and cold at the same time. If I wasn’t so sleepy, I’d ask him to touch me, but my eyes feel like lead, and I don’t think I’ll be able to stay conscious enough to enjoy a little sexy time. Quickly, as if there's a fire, he gets me into my PJs and in bed. Before he can leave, I snag his hand in mine. "Stay."

He hesitates a moment, then nods. "I can do that; let me go lock up quick. I'll be right back." He can't have been gone for longer than thirty seconds, but I'm barely conscious when he returns. He shucks his jeans and shirt before joining me in bed. On instinct, I turn over and lay my head on his chest, hooking my leg over his. In response, he wraps both arms around me, gently stroking my back. I fall asleep listening to his heartbeat, a smile on my face.

Chapter 14

Jason

Iwake up to find we've shifted. I'm spooning Alexis as if it were my job. Which, honestly, now, it kind of is. She's still asleep, her deep breaths the only sound. I peek around and find Slinky at the foot of the bed, curled against my legs. The clock reads eight-o-two. It's Sunday, and we both have no plans. It's so peaceful; I could just lay here forever.

My boner, however, would love to get taken care of.

I consider my options briefly. I could wake Alexis up and have a lil' morning fooling around. But we also didn't discuss where our boundaries are with sex yet, and I don't want to assume what she's comfortable with. So really, my only option is to get out of this magical bed and beat it off in the shower. I suppress a groan; I do not want to leave this bed.

Before I can make a move, though, Alexis turns over, slinging both an arm and a leg over my body. Now my poor dick is lined up right where it wants to be. I want to cry.

“Don’t you dare get out of this bed.” Her raspy sleep voice breaks the silence. Thank fuck, she’s awake. She rubs her eyes and yawns before looking up at me with a shy smile. "Good morning."

"Good morning." I brush my thumb across her cheek, tracing a line of faint freckles. "Sleep well?" She nods against my chest, then plants a smacking kiss on my left pec, right over my heart. Before I quite realize what is happening, she's trailing kisses down my chest and abs, aiming straight for my briefs.

“Hey, whoa, you do not need to do that. Wait— fuck,” one of her hands is already gripping me through the fabric, making my hips involuntarily push up from the bed. “Alexis, I’m serious. You do not need to worry about my morning wood.”

She looks up, mouth hovering where I desperately want it, but know I shouldn't. "Jason, how about you worry about how good I'm about to make you feel rather than whether I want to suck your cock." Fuck. Me. "I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't want to."

How can any man argue with that?

Looking pleased as punch, she peels down my briefs, exposing my aching dick to the air. When she legit licks her lips in anticipation, I officially stop worrying about how this looks. Normally, I make sure the women I'm with orgasm at least once before I do, but she looks so excited to suck me off that there is literally nothing I'd be willing to do to stop her at this point.

She takes me in both hands first, firmly pumping me, making me groan loudly. "Fuck, baby, that feels so good." She smiles wickedly, and I know she's thinking she's about to make it feel even better.

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