The next day's lunch was very awkward for the both of them. Amelia had met Kylie at the cafeteria like normal, but when Blake came along and sat down everything went far too quiet. "Hey Blake." Kylie said cheerfully.
"Hey." Blake smiled back and awkwardly glanced at Amelia but turned away when they made eye contact. He sat down with a burger on his tray but didn't seem hungry enough to eat anything other than his fries. Landon came over eventually and made things much more comfortable, for Blake at least. They started talking about the party and how wild Crystal Smith got after she had taken way too many shots.
Amelia felt her phone buzz in her pocket as she poked her salad around with her fork. She saw it was from Blake and tried to open it to where Kylie wouldn't be able to read it as she was sitting next to her.
"
I want to tear that tank top off your big tits and fuck you right here on this table
" it read.
Amelia started blushing furiously and when she glanced at Blake he gave her the smallest smirk back. She tried to ignore it and put her phone back in her pocket. Her arousal awakened though and she felt a heat between her legs.
"Amelia are you ok? You're all red." Asked Kylie.
"Um yeah it's just really hot in here." Amelia replied. Her phone vibrated again.
She bit her lip and reluctantly reached for her phone. She slowly opened the text. "
I had a naughty dream about you last night.
"
She sent a reply saying only "
Yeah?
" He quickly typed back saying
"
You were letting me titfuck you. Doesn't that sound hot baby? Don't you want to see my cock in between your big tits ;)
"
Amelia took a deep breath trying to maintain her composure. She put her phone back in her pocket and tried to forget what he had said. Sure enough she felt it vibrate again soon after. She couldn't help her curiosity and opened the text despite her better knowledge. "
If you ignore me I'll tease the shit out of you
." She looked over and saw that he was smiling at his phone and he glanced up at her for half a second.
"
Why are you trying to make this difficult?
" Amelia texted.
"
Because you're so hot when you're turned on.
"
"
I'm trying to have a normal lunch with them and you're fucking it up.
"
"
Oh whatever you haven't said a word since we all sat down. If you're trying to act normal you're failing."
Blake's text read.
"
Yes I am I just can't think of anything to say to anyone!
" Amelia replied.
Blake smiled as he wrote his text.
"
Oh I see. You can't stop thinking about last night. ;)
"
Amelia looked obviously frustrated. Then he texted again
"
I'm going to go to my truck. It's in the Wolfe parking lot all the way to the left. Meet me there in ten.
" And before Amelia could object, Blake excused himself and told everyone he had to go to work early today.
Amelia sat there debating what to do. She knows he's no good. She knows she shouldn't go with him. But she was so horny because Blake was right, she couldn't stop thinking about last night or how he wants to titfuck her or fuck on the table. She looked at her phone's clock and figured she had 9 more minutes to make her decision. Kylie started talking to her about how hungover she was and how hungover she's been in the past. Amelia tried to listen and respond but really she was in and out, only catching some of it before continuing the debate in her head.
"Also, did you see Brian last night?" Asked Kylie.
"Um briefly. I asked him for a ride after you fell asleep but he was too fucked up." Amelia responded.
"That's so weird cause he would NOT stop talking about you. He kept trying to ask my advice on how to get you to go out with him." Kylie giggled.
"Oh jeeze." Was all Amelia could think to say. Brian was a good guy but he wasn't great looking or very smart but he was incredibly sweet so Amelia felt bad that she didn't like him back.
Finally 10 minutes was up and she had decided not to go see him but found herself excusing herself from the table muttering about homework and quickly making her way to the parking lot.
The sun was beating down on her in the hot weather as she made her way to Blake's truck. It had been very hot lately as Summer was just around the corner.
What am I doing?
She thought.
All he does is use girls and throw them away when he's bored. But...I'm not looking to date him I just want to fuck him. So that makes it okay right?
" Before she could answer herself she found that she was standing in front of Blake and his truck. Blake was displaying a massive grin. He put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her closer to him and clasped his hands together behind her neck. "Wanna get in the truck? It's awfully hot." He asked.
"Yeah sure." Amelia replied, looking at the ground and making her way to the passenger side door. When they got in Blake blasted the AC and it felt so good to the both of them. Suddenly he started to pull out of his parking spot.
"Um where are we going?" She asked reluctantly.
"Don't worry about it Babybird. How much time do you have today?"
"Uh I have class at 2" She looked at the clock and saw that it was 12:45. That didn't leave a lot of time to go anywhere.
"No you don't."
"What?"
"You're skipping today." he informed.
"What? No! I don't skip class." She argued.
"Exactly. You have absences to spare. You can spare one today."
"Jeeze Blake. You know we could have made plans or something, like how real humans do, now I have to skip class."
"It's hard for me to stick to any plans I make. And also I want to see you right now, not later." he replied.
Amelia couldn't think of anything to say back. She wanted to see him too but she damn sure was not going to let him know.
The drive was silent for a while. Amelia was still debating her actions.
Why am I here? Why am I doing this?
She thought.
Shouldn't it just be a one-time thing? Or, wait, shit, a two-time-in-one-night thing? Fuck. What is wrong with me? Blake is such a shitty person, why am I letting him fuck me? Because I want it I guess. Am I a whore? Only whores have sex outside of relationships right?
But something about that thought felt wrong. And something about letting herself have a good time with Blake felt right. Even if it was with Blake.
Suddenly, someone cut in front of Blake out of nowhere and he instinctively put his arm in front of her as he hit the brakes. Amelia slid forward and felt the tug of her seat belt as well as the pressure of his arm against her chest. She grabbed the door handle and out of instinct, made herself small.
"Fuck! Asshole!" Blake shouted. He put his foot back on the gas and got back to a normal speed behind the crazy driver.
"Are you ok?" Blake asked, sliding his hand from her right arm to resting on her left thigh.
"Yeah I 'm fine." Amelia cleared her throat as her heart beat heavily in her chest.
"Fucking asshole. He could have ran me off the fucking road." Blake was visibly angry. The fury on his face only reminded Amelia of the night before when he had been so angry at her he kissed her. Amelia blushed at the thought.
"Yeah that was crazy." Amelia replied, very aware of his hand on her thigh. He started stroking his fingers in the tiniest motion on her leg. Amelia felt that too familiar heat build between her legs. She bit her lip.
Blake is so fucking hot.
She thought as she stared at his strong jaw line.
And he held out his arm for me like he was going to protect me when that asshole cut him off. Did not expect to see something nice come from Blake Daine. Fuck look at those arms.
Amelia bit her lip as she stared at his well-toned limbs.
Ugh. Why does he have to be so hot? Bastard.
Amelia started to get angry at Blake for being attractive.
Why couldn't some nice guy be that hot?
She turned and watched the road as he got off of the freeway and turned onto a dirt road.
Seriously, where the hell are we going?
She thought.
Finally after a few more turns they pulled up next to a hiking trail in the woods.
"Where are we?" Amelia asked.
"This is a place I like to go hiking at." Blake put the truck in park and Amelia's heart started pounding with anxiety. She didn't know exactly what was going to happen and it made her nervous.
