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Thirty

After Allison had changed out of her wet swimsuit and back into the dress that she had been wearing earlier that night, she took a moment to collect her thoughts in the back seat of Billy's car. The kiss they had shared was better than anything she could have imagined, leaving her with butterflies in her stomach and a warmth between her legs.

Trying to ignore the way that she felt, she took a deep breath, leaned forward and pushed the front door open. As Allison climbed out of the car she came face to face with Billy, who had been standing guard outside. He placed a hand on the side of her waist to steady her and she responded by smoothing down the front of her dress.

"Everything alright? You seem nervous.", Billy observe with a grin, gently pressing her back against the car.

"Nervous? No...not at all. I was just wondering how much longer you wanted to stay here.", she stammered, glancing over his shoulder at the roaring fire and the silhouetted figures surrounding it.

"Well that depends on you and how badly you want to continue what we started. Do you think that you're ready for that?", he crooned, watching Allison nod her head. "I'm gonna need to hear you say it.", Billy insisted, leaning over to whisper in her ear, his lips brushing against her skin.

"I'm ready.", she swallowed hard, knowing the gravity of her words and not regretting them for a second.

Billy scanned over Allison's face for any sign of doubt, and when he realized there was none to be found he moved in, bringing his mouth to hers. She let out an audible gasp as he deepened the kiss, keeping one hand on her waist and the other pressed against the cool metal of the car door. It wasn't until they were both breathing heavily that Billy rested his forehead against hers.

"I think it's time to go.", Billy's voice was deep and assertive, sending chills down Allison's spine. Her stomach began to do somersaults as he took a step back and eyed her up and down hungrily. "Get in the car."

Allison slipped away and quickly walked around the front of the Camaro, flinging open the passenger door with her mind and jumping inside. The engine roared to life as Billy placed a hand on the steering wheel and the other on Allison's upper thigh. Within seconds they were tearing away from Lover's Lake and everyone that remained at the Graduation party.

It wasn't long until there was a throbbing ache emitting from between Allison's legs, causing her to shift uncomfortably in her seat. The sight of Billy's hand gripping her thigh, left her desperate for more. All she wanted was for him to touch her, exploring every inch of her body in a way that nobody had before.

"Where are we going?", Allison inquired, breaking the silence between her and Billy, his thoughts answering the question, before he had the chance. Motel 6. "Motel 6? Where's that?", she uttered without thinking, shooting Billy a look of apology as he glanced in her direction.

"Out on Cornwallis. It's nothing special but at least they have a bed. I'd take you someplace nicer but it's the best this shit hole of a town has to offer.", Billy explained with an unethused huff.

"I don't need all that. There's a good spot just up ahead.", Allison insisted as the old abandoned steel mill came into view. Billy opened his mouth to protest but Allison took control of the car, using her mind to steer it off the road and passed the heavily rusted sign that read; Brimborn Steel Works.

"Are you fucking crazy?", Billy shouted, taking his hands off of the steering wheel in surrender.

"No, just tired of waiting!", she shot back, slamming the car into park and shutting off the engine. With a wave of her hand the headlights shut off, plunging the pair into total darkness. "I want you, and I don't care where or how."