Free Hot Summer Nights by Laramie Briscoe Page B

wanted to know what had taken place with him at this particular spot. She’d always known he was popular; she just wasn’t sure how popular. A part of her was a teeny bit jealous; the other part was proud that he had picked her.
    “Yeah, I been here before, but let’s just say it never worked for me the way it did for other guys.”
    “You mean you struck out, huh?” She tickled his stomach and hooked her hands in the waistband of his jeans.
    “Yeah, struck out big time. One night Daddy drove by and saw my truck here. Needless to say, I went home with a huge welt on my ass and a hard-on that never got taken care of.”
    She laughed loudly, throwing her head back. He never failed to make her laugh. Everything in their lives together just fit.
    “So you mean to tell me no guy ever brought you out here? I find that hard to believe. A pretty little thing like you.” He ran his hands down her back, stopping where her shirt rode up, revealing a small portion of skin visible between that and the waist of her pants.
    “Nope, no one. I guess they just thought I wasn’t worth the trouble.” She wrapped her legs around his body and pulled him closer to her, to keep them from hanging off the truck.
    “I think you’re worth it. It’s the rest of ’em’s loss that they didn’t see what an amazing woman was being held back in those pageant costumes,” he whispered, toying with the hair that lay on the nape of her neck.
    “Why, Wayne, are you trying to get me to have sex with you?” She laughed, scooting back into the bed of the truck.
    “Maybe when you get your dorm room. We’re not doing it in the truck anymore.” He reluctantly released her from his arms and watched as she scooted all the way back, her head hitting the glass in the back window.
    “Why not? It’s not like we haven’t before. In fact, the first time we did it in a truck was pretty spectacular, if I do say so myself.” She reached into the opened back sliding glass window and extracted a blanket he kept there for emergencies.
    “What if we get, ya know, something on the truck? What if my boys or Lee saw it? I’ll never live it down. This is Lee’s new baby. I know he didn’t care if we did anything in the old one; hell, he didn’t know about the old one. This one makes me nervous though.”
    She could see his will weakening as she grabbed the blanket and kneeled, spreading it over the truck. She got down on all fours and spread it into the farthest corners. She inhaled a deep breath as she felt his arm snake around her waist as he settled her soundly on his lap.
    “Thought you wanted to wait.”
    “Fuck what Lee or my boys think. They’re just jealous ’cause I got to you first.”
    He turned them around and laid her down, grabbing his jacket from inside to serve as a pillow for her.
    “Lift your head up,” he said softly as he stuffed it under her neck and arranged it just so for her.
    He ran a hand over her stomach as he leaned down and captured her lips with his own. There was something different about the atmosphere, something different about them. Instead of the passionate encounter, as was the norm, there was something decidedly slow and sensual at work. He took his time and worked his way down to her neck, running his tongue lightly along the sides and moving over to nibble on her earlobes. His tongue made a path to her chest until it encountered the top of her shirt.
    He grinned down at her, running the hands that rested on her stomach up to cup her lace-covered breasts before completely removing the shirt that covered her body. He inhaled deeply as he looked in her eyes and ran a finger down her nose in an affectionate gesture. His tongue resumed its path down her chest, running over her lace-encased nipples. She moaned at the sensation he caused. There was something erotic about the whole situation. His fingers reached behind her back and made quick work of her bra as her breasts were exposed to his eyes.
    “Wayne?” She