Was she trying to make me angry again? “Fuck that! He’s doesn’t get to have sex with you or call you his girlfriend.”
“Oh,” she said in a way that warned me her temper was also rising. “So I’m supposed to remain a boyfriend-less virgin because you say so?”
“No,” I responded slowly. I couldn’t believe the words were about to come out of my mouth. It was like watching a car wreck in slow motion. “You’re going to be . . . my girlfriend.”
I could almost hear her mouth dropping open and her giggle sounded a little hysterical. “What if I don’t want to be your girlfriend? I mean, why would I want a boyfriend who’d be flirting with other girls and probably cheating on me?”
“Gianna,” I said her name sternly. “I would never cheat on you. You mean more to me than that.” Deciding on persuasion again, I told her, “Look, if I’m willing to commit to you, I obviously don’t plan on cheating on you. I couldn’t even fuck another girl last night, when you weren’t even my girlfriend yet. Do you think I’m going to be messing around with other girls now that you are?”
“You sound like you resent not wanting other girls.”
More confident now I’d get what I wanted, I pulled her into my arms. “I don’t resent it as long as I have you. Now say you’ll be my girlfriend.”
“I’ll have to think about it. You haven’t exactly been romantic about it.” What did I know about romance?
“I guess I’ll just have to convince you.” When I kissed her again, I gave her the good stuff, starting out gently with a slow build to a hot climax.
Her efforts to pull away this time were weak because she didn’t really mean it. Her lips were so sweet, her willing response even sweeter. Dragging her onto my lap, so she was straddling me, I fingered the hem of her dress.
“Caleb, what are you doing?” she mumbled against my mouth.
“Convincing you.” Using the hem of her sexy dress, I quickly peeled it up and off her body, tossing it over my shoulder into the backseat.
“What the heck, Caleb?” she squeaked, trying to cover herself with her arms.
“Why aren’t you wearing the babydoll you bought?” I pouted in disappointment. She wore a lacy black bra and matching panties, a suitable consolation prize.
She made an exasperated sound. “I wasn’t going to actually have sex with Jared. I was just messing with you.”
“Oh really? And why would you do that?” I asked, feeling absurdly happy as I wrapped my arms more tightly around her. With her wearing practically nothing, I had access to a lot more nakedness than if she were wearing the babydoll. Suitable consolation prize, indeed.
“Because you pissed me off, treating me like something was wrong with me because I was a virgin. Plus, I knew it’d make you jealous to think I was going to have sex with Jared. And it did,” she finished smugly.
Running my hands over silky skin, I thought on her words. “I’ll owe you for that one. I’ve been stressed out about it all week. I’d be expecting some payback for that, if I were you.” For now, her hot body could start making it up to me.
Despite her words, she didn’t try to stop my exploration. “I already think you’re going to have sex with every willing girl you meet, so I guess we’re even.” Hitting a sensitive spot, I had her moaning and squirming in my lap.
I cupped her jaw to look her in the eyes. “Gianna, I only want to be with you. Now say you’ll be my girlfriend.”
Her nervous wiggling was torture. “Caleb, I’m not sure. I mean, I don’t know if I could trust you. Plus, what will people think? Our parents are married. Even though we’re not actually related, they’ll think it’s weird.”
“Just give me a chance, Gianna,” I pleaded softly. “I’ll prove to you how much I care about you. Forget about what everyone else thinks. If you want, we can wait to tell them.”
She still looked doubtful as she nodded her head. “Okay.”
I never thought I’d beg a chick to be my girlfriend. It was always the other way around, girls thinking just because we’d had sex I’d commit to them, eager to claim me as their boyfriend.
With Gianna, it strangely felt good. Only because it was her that would call me boyfriend. Finally able to do what I liked without restraint, I got lost in her taste, touching her wherever I had access. My fun came to an end when headlights flashed into the parking lot from a car pulling in.
“Crap!” I searched for her dress in the backseat. Sliding it over her head, I regretfully helped her smooth it back over her body.