IS SHE GIVING ME A GREEN LIGHT? "Thays, you should be careful with your words." I took of my seat belt, and she mimicked me. "You can get in trouble because of them."
"Can I?" Her voice a whisper, and when I leaned my seat back, her eyes came to my lips.
I leaned near her, still towering her even now, "Definitely," I whispered, leaning down to her face and she kept her eyes on my lips. "Are you aware of the consequences of your words?" I couldn't even hear my voice, but I'm sure she could.
"Believe me, I think before I say things, Aaron," she breathed slowly leaning closer to me.
"Do you?" I caressed her nose with me, breathing near her lips and she opened them slightly. "You are crazy, Thays. We both are," it was the last thing I remember saying before slamming my lips on hers.
Like she was waiting for it, she hugged my body with us, and came over me to my seat, moving her hips over mine, making me hard again, but I ignored that. With one hand in her waist and the other in her ass, I held her tighter to my body, while deepening the kiss as her tongue asked her a passage and I gave it. Her hands came to my hair, and mine went to hers, then I tightened my grip on her skin even more.
She kissed me with desperation and I kissed her back with the same intensity. We probably would have done this four years ago if we haven't been ignoring this attraction for so damn long. Which only made it grown more impossible to ignore.
Especially now, since we've never been this dangerously close.
"I knew you wanted to kiss me," I whispered.
"Don't fode, Aaron," she cursed almost inaudibly. And her naughty hands traveled inside my shirt and caressed my muscles. "Maldição," she cursed again.
Shutting her up with my lips, I tightened my grip on her ass, taking advantage of her just as she was doing the same to me. "Fuck, Thays. Jesus," I gasped. "Don't move your hips like this, for fuck's sake. We can't break the rule we agree on, and moving your hips on my lap like this will make me want to do exactly that. Can't you feel how hard I am?"
She gasped, "I… sorry. I can't control it. I'm losing control. My body is moving alone."
I closed my eyes, "Just… let's try to be careful. I have a limit, alright?" Sighing, I touched my forehead on hers and bit her lip softly, then I kissed her again.
And to my dismay, someone knocked on my window, startling us both, and when I looked, it was Graham, one of my brothers.
"What do you want?" I growled opening the window, glaring daggers at him, and when he saw her on my lap he gasped.
"Damn, tell me this is Thays!"
I glared at him, holding her waist possessively, "Of course, it's her. What the fuck are you doing here, Graham? What do you want? Can't you see we are busy?"
He gasped, "Calm down. Mom called me to ask if I was with you two, since she probably saw that I'm eating here in the restaurant, and you parked here a while ago. She's probably monitoring us like a freak again. When I said no, she insisted on me coming here to check up on you."
"Jesus, you wasn't joking when you said she could be overbearing," Thays cursed and tried to unmake the mess in her hair, and blushing, she turned to my brother who was still staring at us. "Hi, Graham. I'm Thays. Your brother's girlfriend."
Graham grinned widely, "Oh, I've heard about you, Thays. He said you were crazily hot, but he was being modest. Sorry to interrupt you two."
"Thank you?" She pressed her lips together, deepening the dimples in her cheeks and turned to me blushing.
"Are you done, Graham? Please, fuck off. You know you are interrupting us, so, shoo," I don't remember the last time I was this rude to him, but it just can't he helped. I'm feeling really angry right now.
"I'll wait for you inside, so when you are done here making me a nephew, you can come and eat with me," then he left and I closed the window again, thankful that my car is protected enough so no one can see what we are doing inside here.
"This brat!"
"Crazily hot, hm?" She grinned.
"You are, and you know it."
"I know. And damn, I've never been so embarrassed in my life," she gasped and burst out laughing. "Are the others also like him?"
"Yes," sigh. "My family is all like this. Now you get it?" She nodded. "Can we get back to what we were doing now?"
Her arms went inside my shirt again and hugged me, "Hm," she moved her hips again, making me gasped. "And does it look like we are doing something else?"
Oh, is it because of what he said? "Probably. But it doesn't matter. We aren't. So, we aren't breaking the rule. Don't overthink it," I whispered and kissed her again.
"I still despise your personality."
I grinned in her lips, "And I, yours," and holding her small face with my two hands, I brought her to another kiss. "Let's keep it like that."
"Yes, mmmhm," she mumbled probably not even aware of her own voice anymore. Her nails grasped my back and she intensified the kiss. "What did you do in the bathroom?"
So, she wants to play like that? "You know what did there, Thays," I whispered.
"I don't."
Starring deep into her eyes, I blinked slowly, "I had to relive myself. You were making me crazy. I was so hard that people were staring to notice, and watching you buy lingerie made it worse."
But the shock in her face, she probably didn't expect me to be this honest about it, "So you…"
"Yes. But I never do that on a public place such as the mall's toilet. I was just really losing my mind. And I won't break our rule," I pressed her hips on my erection and a moan escaped her lips. "You already know how you are making me feel, Thays. You know what you can do. I have to reason to lie, but I don't want to make it weird."
To make it all more painful, she pressed herself on me and moaned again, "We can't break the rule, Aaron."
"I know. And I won't. I promised you I wouldn't, so I won't. But it's hard, Thays. You are too hot. Too fucking hot," I cried.
"You said I was weird."
"Because it's weird how fucking hot you are."
She stared at me, her eyes turning totally black, and again, she pressed her hips on me, making me so hard that my cock pressed on her. "You can hold it right?"
I gulped, "I believe so," closing my eyes for a while, I took a deep breath, and when she moved her hips over me again, I cursed. "Thays, fuck, you are doing it on purpose. Don't make it so hard for me, girl," I pressed my forehead on hers. "Don't tease me like this."
"I'll try," then she held my face and kissed me again. But the devilish girl kept moving her hips over me. "We won't do anything. I'm just trying to help you out."
"You are making it… worse," I held her hips still. "I can't believe I'm already like this again, even after relieving myself back there." I kissed her again. "It's difficult but I'll hold it."
"Then hold it!" She whispered and kissed me deeper, forcing my hands to move her hips once again.
She doesn't want to go down, but she wants to feel it. She obviously enjoy this torture. The friction. And she must be enjoying torturing me with this the most.
But I won't deny that this situation is deliciously infuriating and it makes me want her even more.
20 days to go.
Guess I'm fucked, and not in the way I wanted.