Page 24 of Jump Start

I nodded and followed behind him, noticing a spring in his step as he spoke. Leading me towards a shed, he opened the sliding door to reveal a very bright orange car.

“Wow!” was all I could manage. It was a great-looking car for someone who knew nothing about them. He stroked the bonnet suggestively and I rolled my eyes.

“You’re a freakshow,” I said, making him smile again. It was fast becoming my new favourite thing to do.

“This is my baby, my 1975 GTO Monaro, the first thing I ever bought myself when I started making a bit of money. It’s fully restored by me and my brother and I take it out only once everynow and then. She’s just too special.”

“It looks really cool. You guys did a great job,” I said trying to sound enthusiastic. He clearly loved this car and who was I to act anything other than excited for him?

After the grand tour, we ended up back at the deck and pool area. There had been some heavy flirting but also our usual back and forth. I had an idea, but it was a gamble and if not executed properly could cause mass humiliation, on my side of course.

Thomas and I were sitting beside each other with our legs in the pool, my dress hiked up to avoid getting wet. Noticing his eyes linger on my thighs, I decided to take my chance. I stood up, using his shoulder as a support, and walked around to the entry steps to the pool. He watched silently as I lifted my dress above my head, threw it in the direction of a chair and missed.Very seductive, Harper.

I wasn’t wearing a bra due to the small amount of padding in my dress. I felt my face flush with nerves but was determined. I bent to take my underwear off and ever so gracefully, or so I thought, walked into the pool, and went under the water. The temperature was cool, but a welcome comfort after being out in the sun for most of the afternoon. I came up for air, rested my crossed arms on the edge of the pool, and smiled at Thomas, who was sitting on the edge of his seat, mouth agape.

“Well, I did not see that coming, Allenwright,” he spoke slowly but still hadn’t moved. I winked at him and jumped back underwater. Swimming naked was oddly freeing and a first for me.

Moments later, as I came up for air, I spotted Thomas at the steps, pulling at the hem of his shorts, T-shirt off. His chest was broad, with light brown hairs scattered across. His bodyglistened in the sun with sweat and droplets of water. I dipped down so only my nose was above the water and luxuriously watched him take his shorts off and glide into the water. After seeing him completely naked, I could understand why he always acted so full of himself. Wading my way through the water towards him, we connected, and I wrapped my legs around his torso. Deciding to plant a kiss on his unsuspecting lips, I steadied myself as his arms wrapped tighter around me. I felt him hard against my stomach, and I ached for him to enter me. Each kiss was more ravenous than the last. We were getting to know each other, and not just with witty flirting.

Thomas guided us to the steps and pulled me up with him. I held his hand and followed willingly.

He placed me on his kitchen island bench, and as I sat with my legs swinging from front to back, I noticed the delicious smile forming on Thomas’s face.

“Perfect height,” he whispered to himself. I went to ask what he was talking about, then I figured it out, as he placed his hand on me, softly at first, and kissed my neck.

I closed my eyes and leant back slightly, feeling his hand caress and apply slight pressure.

“Uhhh.” I let out an involuntary moan, which only encouraged him more.

I took a breath in as I reached a familiar feeling. Grabbing him with my legs, I shifted to the edge of the bench and leant down to kiss him. His arms were muscular but quite lean. They felt hard to the touch. I smiled against his cheek as he continued to kiss my neck.

“I’ve been wanting to kiss you ever since I saw you. You feel exquisite in my hands.” His voice trailed off as I managed toalign him with my entrance, testing and teasing with the height difference between us.

“Fuck it,” he said and swiftly carried me over to his couch, laying me down. I waited for him to get himself ready, feeling my own arousal drip down my thighs along with the wetness from the pool. Spreading my legs open, he kissed my neck and entered me with one swift motion. The feel of him was full, strong, and delicious. I met his pace immediately and I heard him mumble something under his breath. Perhaps the animosity we had for each other was building to this moment, or maybe it was never there to begin with. I was so hungry for him, the entire afternoon had been a form of foreplay, and it was now or never in my mind. We spent what felt like hours revelling in each other’s scent, the feel of our bodies together, my hands above my head, Thomas holding them tightly. Eventually, we fell apart together, in this strange new world where we didn’t hate each other anymore.

We never did.

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A few hours later, after a shower and an accidental nap, I walked back out to my car with Thomas beside me.

“You don’t have to go, you know,” Thomas said as he opened my car door for me.

“It’s Sunday. I’ve got to get ready for the week,” I replied.

“Fuck Sunday,” he said while pulling me in for a hug and resting his chin on my shoulder.

“You’ve changed your tune,” I remarked as I pulled away toget into the car. “Call me later,” I spoke loudly over the engine of my car starting up.

He nodded, smiled at me, and stood back to watch me until I was out of sight.

Twelve

Thomas

Iwatched her car disappear down my driveway, resisting, with every muscle in my body, the urge to run after her and ask her to stay. I didn’t ask her out here so we could fuck. I just wanted to spend more time with her, but I guess it just happened naturally. All that flirting, banter, and pent-up frustration from the past few months had to lead somewhere.

It had been a great day, and I felt lucky to finally spend some time with her alone, to hold her against me and think of only us in the moment. I didn’t get a lot of time to myself like that. I honestly couldn’t think of a better way to spend it.

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