"The Cut"

Chapter 16- There's No Such Thing As Monsters!

Chapter 16- There's No Such Thing As Monsters!

"SHIT!" cursed Carson, as she pulled into the empty parking lot of Houlihann's.

Late again.

She could see Jared Fullman's Tahoe in the back, right corner behind the restaurant. It was semi-hidden beneath a live oak tree which provided shade from the rays of light.

She felt like they had assigned parking spots, just like FHS- only these spots should have been marked CLASSIFIED. She backed into the parking space next to his and he put his passenger window down, greeting her with a sly smile.

"I thought you'd never get here." He said with anticipation and she rolled her eyes at him. She put her tinted windows up and climbed out of her silver GS-F.

The leather seats had stuck to her legs in the heat, and she slid her black and gold Cartier sunglasses on to avoid the scorch of the mid- morning sun.

"Relax, alright? I have Homecoming in one week, no date, my frigging parents are home, alterations on my dress at two o'clock and I'm 'supposedly' at cheer practice. Give a girl a break." She tossed her phone into her bag and grabbed her keys.

Chirp, chirp!

She alarmed her car and hopped in the truck beside him.

He placed his hand on one leg and she leaned in for a kiss. He wasted no time, removing her glasses, and skimming his hand up her bronzed thigh. She gripped the back of his shirt and closed her eyes dreamily.

"I'll be your Homecoming date", he whispered into the nape of her neck. She pulled his body closer to hers and he pressed her into his passenger door. She slid beneath him as he conformed to her soft curves.

"You don't know how much I've been wanting this. It feels like forever." he said in a hushed tone. He breathed in the citrus-infused Chanel Coco, her signature scent. She crept her hands under his shirt, against his bare chest. She could feel his racing heart.

Th-thunk. Th-thunk. Th-thunk.

His breaths grew more rapid. He didn't want her to stop. Still, he wasn't sure it was safe to be the only two cars in a vacant parking lot. They'd kept up their secret for several months now.

"Should we leave and go someplace else?" He murmured as he peppered her ear with baby kisses. He began to inch his hand up her bare side, like an ant marching its way to orange- blossom honey. It was smooth and silky. He slipped his hand below her bottom and rubbed her gently; she placed her hand beneath his.

She guided it under her shorts and he worked his fingers inside of her, moving them inside and out, rhythmically. She reached her arms back toward the window, lifting herself up against him.

He yanked his shorts down with one swift move. He pushed himself inside of her and she moved her head wildly, hair strewn across her face. She responded to him while he moved back and forth. Her voice was gravelly. Sexy.

LETHAL.

"Fuck it. Let's do it right here." She dared him. Her eyes were begging him to succumb.

CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!

He began to push harder into her, as she let out a slight scream. She flipped around wickedly, so she could feel his hot breath seeping into her skin. He yanked her shirt all the way up, unfastened her bra and rubbed her breasts with just his fingertips. Delicate at first, then more eagerly.

Hungrily.

He kissed her all the way down her back, which was as brown as a boysenberry. He wrapped his arms around her waist, guiding her into just the right position. She felt so warm and moist with him inside of her. He couldn't take it much longer.