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He took me to a drive- in movie theatre, for my first date in quite a while. I believe so, it's been ages since I've last been on one. I've been too worked up and busy with my job, that I didn't even have time for dates and love. But for some reason, I agreed to go with blayze, when he asked me out.
And now I'm here, in his car. I didn't really ask for anything. But somehow he has got some ability to read what's on my face, so he went on and purchased some popcorn and a chocolate milkshake for me. I give him a little smile showing him that I do appreciate it, even though I was good with nothing, really.
Just being out in general with no work on the line, feels great.
He reaches his hand on the cars heater, and lowers the heat down a bit as I watch how his fingers grab the small round object spinning it slightly to decrease the heat, my face flushes at the sight of his veins popping out in the right places, who knew I'd have a thing for hands? He turns his eyes on me after turning the heat down.
Shit.. did he notice what my eyes were on?
I snatch my gaze off of his hand right away, as I turn my head back down slowly facing my milkshake that's clenched in between my thighs. His eyes roam around me as he watches my every move, then it lands on the shake between my thighs. His breath hitches in his throat. "Doesn't that feel uncomfortable?" He says as he looks at the shake and my exposed thighs, since I'm wearing a dress for tonight with no leggings underneath, I find leggings kind of.. annoying to wear the texture and all is weird and icky and I hate how it feels on my skin.
I look back up at him and shake my head. "No, I-uhm this is fine.."
Am I really starting to stutter??
"Are you sure? You seem a little worked up over there, are you feeling okay pretty girl?" My eyes roam around his face as it stops on his mouth, my breath hitches in my throat as my gaze lowers down on his long exposed neck, seeing the way his Adam's apple bobs when he speaks. "Here let me just—he suddenly clasps the seat belt off of him and leans in close over to me— take that." His voice deepens as he reaches his hand down between my thighs, grabbing the milkshake with one hand. I feel my body flush with heat as he pulls himself up with the milkshake in his hand and puts it down on the cars cup holders by the radio.
My cheeks burst with heat, as I can feel how that bit of intimacy has made me feel even though I can't see the blush on my face. I know for a fact, I am red.
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As he sits himself back down on his seat, I can feel him start to fidget with his fingers as he starts to tap randomly on the top of the car's steering wheel after gulping down large sips of his iced coca-cola. I watch his head twisting and turning then going back to the movie screen trying to focus on something else, I can't help but chuckle as I watch him.
Somehow this part of him is quite cute..
I reach my hand over and place it on top of his other hand that's laying on his thigh. He responds to my touch quickly as he clasps my fingers, intertwining them with his, although I thought he'd let my hand go or push it off of him. He didn't resist it, it seemed like he wanted some interaction between us.
As he clasps my hand with his, I feel a rush of adrenaline in my body with the warmth of his touch, not realizing just how warm he feels, he turns his head slightly to take a look at my hand intertwined with his as his breathing roughens.
What are we doing?
I think to myself, trying to let myself go, just for once. One night, I want to do something that maybe who knows I'll regret years later.
I've never felt this type of want in years.
I push his hand off of mine and unbuckle my seat belt, kicking myself off my seat and straddling him as he gets startled by the sudden action, his breathing paces with mine as I lock my eyes onto him, I gaze down the features of his beautiful face, his eyes a nice dark shade of blue with hints of light baby blues in it look up at me as his lips part, I swallow. "Can—" he cuts me off as his hands curl up the sides of my face, he pulls my head in close to his as our foreheads meet.
And then his lips touch mine.
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