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Heart-On (Turf Wars #2)(7)
Author: Bella Jewel

Daniel offers me a ride home, and on the way he stops to show me the local lookout, also known as the place people make out and have sex in their cars. Not a bad spot, really. It is nice, you can see the whole town from up here, the lights shining up into the night sky. I sit in the passenger side, a little uncomfortable, but I try to just enjoy what he’s attempting to do.

“Would it be too forward if I asked to kiss you right now?”

There it is, that 1912 vibe again.

Still, I turn to him and smile. “I thought you’d never ask.”

Perhaps he’s an incredible kisser who will make me weak at the knees and suddenly any thoughts of him being too nice will disappear as he fucks me wildly in this car. Some men are really nice on the outside, but demons in the bedroom.

He leans over and kisses me.

Hmmm.

It’s nice, of course. His lips are gentle and he’s not hungry, shoving his tongue into my mouth like he hasn’t been kissed in years, but it’s so ... well ... nice. There is no passion, no tangling of fingers in hair, no scratching or nipping.

I’m getting ahead of myself.

I calm down and sink into the kiss, and it does get a little more adventurous when he pulls me over onto his lap. Okay, maybe he does have a little more fire in him than I first thought.

Is it normal to have this much inner monologue during a time like this?

I think I should ask my therapist about that.

Daniel makes a growling sound, which is kind of hot, and the kiss deepens. I can feel his erection poking into me and so I grind against it a little, letting him know that I’m more than happy to take it further. It has been a while, and I’m in desperate need of this kind of release. I’m a girl who loves sex, what can I say? I mean, what is there not to love about it? A man, a penis, and all the masculine vibes that come with it.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Daniel asks, pulling away from the kiss. “I’m more than happy to wait.”

Well, of course he is.

“I want to do this,” I say, reaching down between us and pulling my panties to the side. “Feel and you’ll see.”

“Oh, oh,” he says, suddenly a little shocked.

God.

I take his hand and place it between my legs. His eyes widen and, for a second, he actually tries to jerk his hand away, but quickly stops himself and starts roaming. And when I say roaming, I mean roaming. The man’s fingers are unskilled and clumsy, he is touching everything but my clitoris. I can tell he’s uncomfortable, so I shift away and let him remove his hand.

“Do you want to do this?” I ask. “It’s okay if you want to stop.”

“No, no, I do,” he says.

He reaches down and unzips his pants, and when I feel him jerking, I realize he’s gone soft. My cheeks burn, but I say nothing. I attempt to kiss his neck, his mouth and anything to help him rise to the occasion but nothing happens. He’s flat, deflated, dead, gone. There is no coming back from this. What was a raging boner is now a flaccid sausage.

“It’s okay,” I say, climbing off and getting back into my seat. “Maybe we were rushing.”

“This has never happened to me before, I’m so sorry.”

Well, that makes me feel good.

“It’s not you,” he assures, still stroking, trying to make it go hard again.

“It’s okay, really. Let’s just go home.”

He looks at me, clearly embarrassed, and puts his business back in his pants before staring straight ahead. I feel bad for him now.

“Hey,” I say, reaching over and squeezing his hand. “It’s okay, honestly it is. I had a really great time.”

God.

Why am I such a liar?

Why?

“Are you certain?” he asks, glancing at me.

“Of course, we should do it again.”

This makes him happy, but it makes me deflate a little inside. I have to have another date with him now, I just have to. It would be wrong not to.

God.

Why do I always open my big mouth before thinking?

I exhale and face the window, my body needing a whole lot more than it just got.

My heart needing a tiny bit of reassurance.

Am I not attractive?

Is Adan right?

Have I lost my edge?

 

 

“OUCH, YOU’RE FUCKIN’ hurting me, Ramona.”

Adan’s growl is low and deep as he jerks his hand away from me as I’m angrily trying to change the bandage later that night. The nurse who covered for me did it wrong, because she was too busy making heart eyes at Adan to worry about doing her job correctly, so now I have to change it before he can go to bed.

“If that moron did her job properly instead of thinking about how your dick would feel inside of her, I wouldn’t have this problem,” I growl through clenched teeth as I finish wrapping his hand.

“What the fuck is up your ass? Doctor didn’t give it to you like he should?”

I say nothing.

No point in trying to deny it, it’ll only make me look like an idiot.

“Oh, he fuckin’ didn’t, did he?”

“Shut the hell up, Adan. I can’t deal with you right now.”

I’m trying to clip the bandage on, but god I’m frustrated. Sexually and, well, otherwise. I’m feeling hurt, a little, because that’s never happened to me before. Maybe he sensed I wasn’t impressed, and maybe I was a little too forward. I shouldn’t have just thrown his hand on my business, maybe I could have been a little more lady like.

“Couldn’t the doc make you cum,” Adan murmurs and my frustration turns into rage and a little bit of lust because right now I’m wound up so tight I could very easily take Adan up on his offers, but that would mean I lose, and I’m not doing that.

“He couldn’t get it up, Adan. Are you happy now? You’re not the only fucking man to find me unattractive. Does that make you feeling fucking fab?”

I spin around after clipping his bandage on and walk off without another word. I’m not going to lie, there are tears burning under my eyelids, and I’m not sure why. I’m not familiar with this emotion, the one that makes me feel worthless and ugly. I know it stems from deep, so damned deep, but knowing that, for whatever reason, Daniel couldn’t function tonight, makes me feel like it’s on me. Even though deep down I know it isn’t.

I clench my jaw to stop the tears and walk into my room, slamming the door. I sit on the edge of my bed, staring at the floor, trying as hard as I possibly can to hold back my tears. What happened tonight shouldn’t be bothering me like it is, and I need to toughen up. Perhaps it’s Adan’s comments alongside of the events of the evening that have managed to get to me.

My door opens, and I look up to see Adan striding in. He doesn’t stop, or say anything, he just walks over to me and orders me to stand up. I do, confused as hell. Before I can ask what he wants, he leans in and he kisses me.

It’s the most unique and powerful kiss I’ve ever had in my life. Mostly because we’re not touching each other, at all. His bound hands don’t have the ability to roam so he’s connected to me by mouth alone. But the kiss, oh the kiss, it’s deep. There are no tongues, and yet it’s the most passionate kiss I’ve ever had. It’s just lips moving together in the most incredible way, making every inch of my body come alive.

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