A Bad Boy For Summer

A Bad Boy For Summer by Joanna Blake

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again he pounded himself into me. He was grunting rhythmical. In the reflection of the glass I could see his face. He was staring down at me with a look of lust and something else.
    He looked totally possessive.
    He kept saying that I was his.
    Obviously, he meant it.
    I whimpered as he reached down, one hand finding my clit. He rubbed it gently as he slammed into me with his cock. He was gentle and hard at the same time.
    That’s what he was like I realized.
    He was gentle. And hard. There was no one like him in the world.
    And he wanted me.
    I felt myself starting to shake as a monumental orgasm approached.
    “Jace!”
    He grunted, his cock starting to swell inside me.
    I felt my back arch as my climax tore through me. Behind me he was losing his tempo, driving into me harder and faster. His hands clenched on my hips as his cock lurched, making me cum even harder.
    He bent over me, his forehead on my back. We stayed like that for a while. He pressed soft kisses into my bare skin. Then he pulled out of me and helped me get dressed.
    “We are going to have to do this in a bed eventually you know.”
    I laughed. He was so funny, so matter of fact. I didn’t think I’d ever met anybody more direct in my life.
    “That sounds nice.”
    “Nice?”
    He growled, pinning me against the planter.
    “I will show you nice.”
    Then he kissed me. Hard.
    His phone went off and he sighed, pulling it out to glance at it.
    “I’m supposed to race tomorrow night. We have to get back.”
    I nodded.
    “I just need to say bye to Gran.”
    He smiled and put his arm around me.
    “Let’s go.”

Chapter Fifteen
    Jace

    The highway was mostly empty as I drove Frannie back South. She was dozing in the passenger seat, covered by my leather jacket. I wasn’t going to lie. I liked the look of it on her.
    It would look even better if she wasn’t wearing anything else.
    I felt my dick twitch in my pants.
    Down boy.
    I was pretty sure she’d had enough. I couldn’t possibly fuck her as much as I wanted to. She was still new at it, and I’m sure her pretty little pussy was getting sore.
    I could wait.
    But that didn’t mean I had to like it.
    I pressed down on my cock, telling myself to chill out. I had shit to do. The race tomorrow night for one thing. It was my first time on a real track. Flannery was beside himself that I wouldn’t be back in time.
    But I wanted to drive my car. It was time.
    Mariah.
    I had a lot to do to get her ready. But there was something else I wanted to do too. I drove Frannie home just as it was getting dark.
    She woke up when the car stopped, her big eyes blinking at me shyly.
    The damn girl was like a cartoon character. Cute, sweet and sexy as hell.
    I reached out and pulled her into my arms.
    “Are we home?”
    I nodded.
    “For now.”
    She blinked again. Clearly she didn’t get what I was hinting at. It didn’t matter. I’d show her soon enough.
    I brushed her hair out of her face.
    “How do you feel? Sore?”
    She blushed, looking away and nodding.
    “Yes, a little.”
    I smiled and kissed her temple… then her ear… then her neck. I was instantly hard, just from kissing her. I wondered if my cock would ever learn discipline around her.
    I kind of doubted it.
    “I’ll pick you up around lunch tomorrow. There’s something I want to show you.”
    She smiled at me sweetly. She was so shy.
    I realized how much I liked that about her.
    “Alright.”
    I kissed her again, long and slow and deep. Then I walked her to her front door. I leaned against the building, watching as she unlocked the front door.  
    “Do you need anything? Food?”
    “No, I have some stuff.”
    “Do you need to go out tomorrow morning?”
    “No.”
    “Good.”
    I grabbed her one more time, taking what I wanted. Well, part of what I wanted anyway. What I really wanted was to take her upstairs and keep her up all night riding my cock.
    But I had shit to do, and she was tired. I ran my knuckles over her cheek and smiled at

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