Page 59 of Johnathan

The truck’s horn honked, and John placed his hands around her waist, laughing as he pulled her closer to him.

“Did my ass just…”

“Get the attention of everyone in town? Yeah, I think it did.”

“That was an incredibly sexy move, but I need you to get back in your seat, baby.” John tried to think of something, anything, other than the fact that Abby was sitting on his lap, her small movements starting to drive him wild. He would not have their first time together be in his truck after their first date.

“Not until you promise that you’ll come up to my apartment with me.”

“I wouldn’t be a very good gentleman if I didn’t see that you made it all the way home safe and sound, now would I?”

“I think you better make sure I make it all the way to my bed…”

Fuck.

“Abby.”

Her tongue pressed into his mouth, and he had to fight every instinct he had to tease her with a quick bite.“Take me home, John. I’m feeling a little desperate here.”

“Baby. Are you in pain?”

“Yes,” she panted as she circled her hips over his growing erection.

“Shit.” John sucked in a sharp breath. “Get in your seat. Put on your seat belt and I’ll get you home so we can make sure you’re feeling better.”

“Fine.” She pouted as she slipped back over the console and into her seat. John’s hand landed on her thigh, squeezing as his fingers slowly crawled closer to the place he knew she was aching for him to touch.

“You are such a tease.”

“Don’t worry, beautiful. I’m going to make that ache go away. I promise.”

“Your parents will keep Katy until after we’re done? When do you need to pick her up?” Her hand slid over his and he nearly slammed on the breaks when he felt her moving his hand up towards the apex of her thighs. God, all he could think about was sinking his fingers into her. Finally tasting her after she soaked him with her release.

“I’ll get her in the morning and bring her to school.”

Abby laughed. “Was that the plan all along?”

“No. I’d never assume anything, and if we get to your apartment and you change your mind, I’ll leave and pick her up.”

Out of the corner of his eye, he watched Abby drag her teeth across her bottom lip.

“I don’t want you to leave, and I won’t change my mind.”

Before he could respond, Abby lifted his hand off her leg and brought it up to rest on her belly. She pulled her shirt up so his fingers landed on her smooth, warm skin. He could feel her breathing turning to heated pants as his fingers found their way beneath the fabric of her pants.

John focused on the road, turning on his signal to park near Sprinkles.

“Go around to the back parking lot.” Abby’s directions were a breathless whisper as his fingers traced lower.

He searched for fabric to move out of the way when the realization hit him.

Fuck.

“Baby, are you not wearing any underwear?”

“I didn’t want there to be lines visible with how tight my leggings are.”

“Fuck. You are going to be the death of me.”

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