Chapter 21: Chapter 21 - Car Ride
"Trevor, you don't have to. I can take a cab. Besides, stay here with your family."
"I'm sure he won't mind. He'll visit us another time," Mr. Walker said. "Thank you all so much. I had a really good time. The food was delicious."
Everyone got up and hugged me at the front door. Jonathan opened the car door for me to get in when I heard them say something. It was Trevor's mom. "She's really nice. Keep a good eye on her. She's a keeper."
I started blushing immediately and then he slid in next to me once more. Jonathan got in and drove away. "Your family-" I began and then he said, "Is crazy as hell, I know."
"I was going to say, very kind and generous. I like them a lot. Especially your sister. She's so full of life."
He got annoyed only by the mention of his sister. "That's my sister... Hey, I'm sorry if they came on too strong about you telling them about yourself. Come to think of it, you never did say anything else. How did you do that?"
"Do what?" I asked and looked out the window, trying to hide my smile. "Amabel?"
I couldn't exactly tell him that I was avoiding the question and distracting them by giving all the attention to his father. But, yeah, that's what I did. I never know what to say to questions like that.
"What? I didn't do anything," I said, still looking out the window.
"Okay. We'll play it your way..." And there it was. A very peaceful silence spread to the inside of the car and it wasn't uncomfortable.
"Hey, can I ask you something?" I had to make eye contact with him. In his eyes, his eyes held so many secrets, so much love, or was it desire?
"Sure. I guess."
"Why didn't you kiss me this morning? I know you wanted to," his voice wasn't seductive, or arrogant but kind, gentle, and sincere. That is a good question. Why didn't I kiss him this morning?
"Trevor, you know why. I work for your father. I can't. It's not professional. Besides, people will think that I'm getting special treatment from our boss, the CEO, because I'm sleeping with his son. I want people to know that I got that job because of me. I know I don't have to prove anything to anyone, but it's important to me. So what if I wanted to? I can't risk-"
He crashed his lips on mine holding my face on one cheek. He pulled away and said, "Can't risk what?"
"Arg, fuck it," I said and kissed him back. His kiss was so gentle. Too gentle. Damn, I missed this. It's been months. It didn't take long for his tongue to find its way into my mouth. And I didn't care.
He was running his hand all over my body. I was gasping for air. Whenever he pulled away to get fresh air, I moaned as if calling him back. Then he kissed me again. He kissed me so much that he swept me over his lap in one smooth motion. I sat with my knees on the seat and the rest of my body was on his. And it felt good.
It felt like something I needed.
He slid his left arm around my body to gather all my hair to put it on one side of my neck. His fingertips grazed my skin and it made me groan. His kiss moved from my lips to my neck, softly licking parts of my neck. He moaned in my ear and I wanted more. So much more.
When his eyes met mine again, he took my face in his hands and kissed me again. I pulled away to get some air and threw my head back. He took the opportunity and kissed me everywhere. After a few moans, he removed the strap of my top off my shoulder and kissed me. Slow, wet, and hot kisses.
I balanced myself with my palms pushed against his chest. The next thing I knew, my fingers were in his hair. He pulled his lips away from my skin and I knew he was looking at me. Even if my eyes were closed, I knew he was looking at me. I was biting my lip and then opened my eyes, panting.
"Fuck, you're beautiful. So, so, so beautiful," he said as his thumb stroke my cheek. He came back in slowly and kissed me softly, taking my bottom lip between his teeth and gently biting. When he released my lip he licked my lip as if to soothe it.
He was just as beautiful. Flushed cheeks, beautiful penetrating green eyes, wonderful working hands and red, swollen lips.
I couldn't stop the huge grin on my face and then he said, "I like your smile. You should smile more for me." He rested his head against mine as our pantings turned to normal, slow breaths. I rested my head on his shoulder, snuggled into his neck, and fell asleep.
After I don't know how long, he woke me with soft kisses. "Hey, Amabel. Bells. Wake up. We're here," he said softly. I opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. "Hey there, beautiful," he said and kissed my forehead. Damn, I could get used to this.
I cleared my throat and got off of him. We got out and started walking. Jonathan parked the car and waited for us. As we walked he intertwined our fingers again. It was so strange to feel this and looked at our hands and then at his face.
He smiled slightly. There it is! That smile, showing very little of his teeth, but still stretched a little, that smile is a total turn-on.
We got into an elevator and hand-in-hand we went to my mother's room...
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