Page 56 of Jump Start

“Cheers!” we all said cheerfully.

I thought that was a particularly nice gesture. Thomas smiled and kissed me again.

“I love having you here,” he whispered into my ear, placing his hand on my upper thigh, sending electricity through my body.

“I want to see your old room!” I said as soon as the idea popped into my head.

“Ohh, actually, we are currently repainting the bedrooms. Everything is in storage,” Trudy said in answer to my question.

“You’ll have to come back, sweetheart!”

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A little while after lunch, Thomas announced that we best be heading home. His family begrudgingly said goodbye to their son.

“See you soon, bro,” Xavier said, disappointment obvious in his voice.

Thomas opened the car door for me, and we hopped in, then drove in silence down to the front gate. I looked back at the beautiful property and hoped I would be able to come back.

“That was so lovely. They all love you so much, Thomas,” I said, trying to gauge the look on his face.

He grabbed my hand and smiled but didn’t speak for a few beats.

“I know they do. You were such a hit; I could tell they really liked you.”

“Thomas, what happened with them? You didn’t seem yourself. I don’t want to upset you, I only want to understand.”

His face remained calm. “I don’t really know. I always felt like the odd one out in my family. I wasn’t planned. I came fairly late, and they already had their family unit. I don’t have anything in common with my parents. Xavier is different, but my parents…I just don’t know.” He let go of my hand to put both on the steering wheel as he approached the road.

“You have more in common than you think. Your house now reminds me of theirs. I think that was intentional.”

He smirked. “My little reporter girl. I love you.”

I smiled, wanting to hop onto his lap right then and there. “Pull over.”

“What’s wrong?” Thomas’s face creased in concern as he pulled his ute over. Luckily, it was beginning to get dark and his car had tinted windows.

“You alright?” Thomas looked across at me.

I nodded. “Seatbelt off. Now”

The perplexed look on his face, the fact that he still had noclue what I was thinking, almost made me laugh. Instead, I took my own seatbelt off and climbed over the centre console to straddle in his lap. Thomas finally caught up.

“Harper Allenwright! Are you trying to seduce me?” His hands were frantic, trying to take his pants off while my body was pinned against him.

His hands ran up my dress and all over my back. He planted kisses on my chest and neck. I didn’t know what came over me. I think it was the way he looked at me when he said he loved me. That was all I needed to hear.

I could feel him hard and ready, his breath catching in my ear as he guided my hips back and forth, running my soaking panties along the length of him and hitting my clit in the most delicious way.

“Uhh, my god, Harper.” He could barely get out his words.

“Fuck me, now,” I said, barely able to control myself.

Not wanting me to move off him, he ripped my panties clean off before he bit down on my neck lightly and pulled me onto him. I cried out his name, not caring that we were in a car in the middle of nowhere.

“Harper,” his voice rasped in my ear.

I ran my hands through his hair, revelling in the luxurious pull of his hands on my hips, dropping me down on him and lifting again, the sweet pressure of him deep inside of me.

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