It Started With Hello

Chap. 56

All Emma could do was smile like an idiot after his comment. "You're too smooth, Lake."

He laughed, leaning forward, kissing along the side of her neck. "Are you like this with all girls?" she couldn't help but ask, closing her eyes. She'd never heard anything around school about him being a player or anything, but she just wanted to hear his answer.

He kissed up to her ear, whispering, "Nope, only you... surprised?"
A shiver ran through her body as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "A little. So, I'm kind of special, huh?" She giggled as his dirty, oil-covered fingers ran under the bottom of her shirt, over her smooth skin.

"Definitely." She pulled his face from her neck, unable to hold back any longer, bringing his lips to meet hers. It was a fast-paced kiss, harder than their others. He was already doing a good job of making her forget everything else but the feeling of his soft lips.

He suddenly picked her up, laying her back against the seat. Her black hair fell around her flushed face as he climbed on top of her, holding himself up so his full weight wouldn't crush her. She had never had a guy on top of her before; it was exciting and new. "Is this okay?" he whispered against her lips.
She responded by slowly wrapping her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, making him smile.

"A little impatient, huh?" he grinned.
She hit him in the shoulder. "Shut up, Blake!" She pulled his hair softly, making him moan.

He pushed his hands under her top, un-clipping her bra. His big, rough hands squeezed her full breasts, making her squirm underneath him. His fingers pinched on her dark nipples softly, making her close her eyes tightly. "You like that, Em?" He watched her face while giving her nipples a twist, making her back arch.

"Mm-hmm," she hummed. He sat back, watching her face twist with pleasure while rubbing his thumb over the hard nipples. He gathered her shirt in his fist, pushing it up over her big breast, making her gasp, looking at him.

He held eye contact with her while leaning down, rubbing his wet, warm tongue over her right nipple, squeezing it, making her eyes roll closed. It felt so good. She fisted at the back of his shirt. His lips wrapped around the hard bud, sucking it into his mouth, moaning while pinching the other hard. She panted heavily, moving a hand to the back of his head, pulling his thick black hair.

Suddenly, a hard knock was heard on the Jeep door, making her jump. "Break's up, boy!" Emma sat up quickly, looking at the window, thanking God for tinted windows. She looked down at Blake. His mouth was still wrapped around her hard nipple. He looked up at her, then slowly pulled his mouth away with a pop, making her panties even wetter, if that was even possible. He simply grinned while watching her put her bra back in place, unwrapping her legs from around his waist. She pulled down her shirt, smoothing it out, as he softly kissed her mouth before climbing off her, opening the door, seeing Philo standing there, arms crossed.

When she climbed out, she noticed they were the only three people in the garage. "I didn't want the guys to see you too tangled up in the back of a customer car. They would never let it go. So, I decided to get you guys to stop before any of them come back. They already know Blake's my favorite worker," he laughed heartily while watching her face turn deep red. He looked over at Blake a moment. "I hope I'm still invited to Christmas even though I ruined your fun."

Blake pushed his fingers through his hair as if to fix it. "Of course, you're still invited, but not gonna lie, I could definitely use a smoke right now."
Philo laughed, hitting him on the back. "You're a good kid, and make it quick before break ends!" Philo grinned while walking into his office.
Blake leaned against the jeep, pulling a cigarette and lighter out of his pocket, putting it between his lips before lighting it, taking a slow drag. She looked up at him. "How long have you known Philo? You seem close."

He blew out a puff of smoke, thinking. "Around six and a half years. I see him like a grandfather. He doesn't have any family, wife, or kids. I'm the closest he has to family. So I always invite him to holidays at our house. He always comes around." She found their friendship heartwarming. Though it started unconventionally by how Philo told her they met, he was a sweet old man. It would be nice to see him on Christmas.
Thinking about family brought her mind back to her own. She leaned beside him, laying her head on his arm. "I don't even feel like going back home."

He blew out the smoke, looking down at her. "Then don't. Stay here and come home with me after work." He put the lighter back in his pocket while she looked at the ground, thinking it over. She was already in trouble, so she figured why not go.

"Alex's sleeping over at a friend's house. I'll pick him up tomorrow. And Mom and Dad are working; we'll have the whole house to ourselves," he said, grinning, using his fingers to fix her bangs back in place. He definitely wanted her to come with him, and she honestly wanted to go with him, too. She didn't want to go home and deal with her parents' crappy behavior. She looked up at him with a smile "Thank you." he softly pecked her lips before rubbing his thumb over them. "Gladly."