The Perfect Match

Anna

Anna glanced out the window to see Rob coming down the road in his green jeep, he smiled, today wasn't the first day she had been out with Rob, but today seemed different. Obviously there was the party tonight, but Anna was going to be totally vulnerable. She would let Rob have or do whatever he wanted to her, she wanted him to think she was his, when actually she would be going after Andrew. She smiled and walked out the front door since her parents weren't home no one could stop her. She walked out on the paved sidewalk that led to her house and flopped in his car, making sure her breast bounced when she sat down. Sure enough Rob was staring.
"Hey baby." She kissed him on the cheek.
"Hey," He took his eyes off her breast and moved to her face.
"You ready?" She giggled.
"Totally." He sounded so sexy, Anna thought. Too bad he wasn't Andrew. He had his normal hat on, his square glasses and a red, black, and blue button up plaid shirt on with skinny jeans and red vans. His curly hair was resting on his forehead. He put his hand on her knee and grazed it in silence. With his eyes still on the road Anna stared at him. From his brown eyes to the point of his chin he was gorgeous, but not enough for Anna. She wanted Andrew to hold her in his arms and never let her go. She sighed and looked out the window.
"What's wrong?" He looked over at her his eyes full of concern.
"Nothing, I just hope Lane is there."
"You mean the hot blonde you always hang with?" He said smiling.
"Hot blonde huh?" She said fuming, everyone thought Lane was beautiful, so did Anna, but for once she wanted this to be all about her, not little miss perfect Lane.
"Yeah, she's got the body every guy is wanting for his girlfriend and her face just looks so perfect you want to kiss it." He laughed. "Kinda reminds me of you."
Anna's face went slack. He thought she was beautiful and that her face was perfect. She had known Rob was nice, but not this nice and sweet. She looked up at him her lips parted. Not wanting Andrew or anyone else in the world. Just Rob.
"Pullover." She said.
"What why?" He said with confusion. "We are almost there."
"Pullover." He pulled his car over without more delay. As soon as it was off the road and was off, Anna unbuckled her seatbelt and climbed over the seat and kissed Rob on the mouth. She sat on his lap, legs wrapped around his body. He reached for the lever to put down the seat and they sank to the floor, she tore off his shirt and smoothed her hands across his tight muscles. He reached for the hem of her dress and hiked it up to her waist. She fumbled for his belt and felt his pants come off. Their kisses getting deeper and deeper and more feverish. He pulled off her dress and was now reaching for her bra clasp. He tore it off, her bra ripping in half. She let her hands travel his body sideways and up and down, she reached his waistline and ran her fingers all over, she felt him groan and pull her harder against him. She sighed as he kissed her neck, and felt heat rise to her cheeks. Lights flashed behind them, both startled, they pulled away from each other, Anna hitting her head on the top of the car, Rob rolling off the seat.
"Damnit." He cursed and reached for Anna again and pulled her down on top of him. They laid like that for hours. They seemed to fit perfectly together. Like two jigsaw puzzles that have just found each other.