GO LONG

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Author: Joanna Blake
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tryouts.
    Speaking of tryouts... I'd like to try her out before the night was over. I watched her take another sip of her beer and licked my lips.  
    "So, you grew up around here?"
    She nodded earnestly. God, this girl was prime. Innocent and sweet and dear lord, she was put together right! I just hoped she was going to let me find out how right.
    In an hour or two, if I had my way about it.
    I smiled at her and signaled the waitress.
    "Have another beer, it's early."
    "I really shouldn't..."
    "Come on, live a little. Or would daddy be mad?"
    I used the tone you would use with a baby, just to get a rise out of her. I knew it was my best chance at getting her to stay. She bristled adorably.
    "I'm not a baby!"
    "Okay. So stay."
    She looked uncertain for a moment and then she looked at me and nodded.
    "Well, maybe just one more..."

Belinda

    I felt strangely calm as I let Kyle take me back to his dorm room. I wasn't stupid and I wasn't drunk. I was definitely feeling rebellious though. Curious too. Maybe a little tipsy from the couple of beers. And I knew that if I went up there, we were probably going to do it.
    'IT.'
    I had been kissed a few times. Rubbed up on. But that was at school dances and at camp. Never really alone, and not recently. So it hadn't gone any farther than that.
    Not that I'd wanted it to as an underage teenager. Not then. But now... things were different.
    I was fascinated by Kyle. He had kept me guessing what he was after all night. Did he want to argue with me? Or kiss me? It was irritating and intriguing at the same time. He was impossible to ignore, with his piercing eyes and good looks. But it was more than that, he pulled at me with some sort of unseen gravitational force.
    I wanted to be near him, to know more about him for some strange reason. But most of all, I was curious about why he wanted me to come up to his room. I wasn't sure exactly what he had in mind. Would he just try to kiss me? Would he try and get me into bed to go all the way? I had no idea.
    But I wanted to find out.
    I was sick and tired of doing what everyone expected. I was so boring all the time! Right now I was going off plan, and doing something no one who knew me would ever expect me to do. I felt nice and loose from the beers we'd shared. I'd skipped the roasted potatoes I usually got with my plate of greens. Maybe that was part of the reason I felt so good.
    Okay, maybe I was a little bit tipsy...
    Dad would pitch a fit if he knew I'd had beer. He would pitch an even bigger fit if he knew where I was or what I was contemplating right now...
    "It's this way."
    I giggled at the authoritative way Kyle showed me to his room. I had just shown him the way a few hours ago. I realized I felt like I'd known him a lot longer.
    That made me feel better.
    For a minute I'd felt like a real tramp.
    I barely knew the guy. I decided I wouldn't let things get too far. I'd just go upstairs and we would see what unfolded... he flipped the light on to reveal his luggage and an unmade bed. The room was empty and sterile looking.
    Not so surprising since he'd just dropped his bag off a few hours ago.
    "I've really done a lot with the place as you can see."
    I giggled again, instantly forgetting what I was thinking about. Kyle was being so nice... I felt so nice... He smiled at me and leaned forward to kiss me.
    His big warm hands on my shoulders were reassuring as he pulled me towards him. His lips were warm and soft. His body was giving off waves of heat.
    I barely noticed it when he shut and locked the door behind me.
    I don't know what it was exactly but it felt right.
    He felt right.
    So when he guided me down onto the bed, I didn't protest. He leaned over me, kissing me again. His tongue felt so good as it dove into my mouth. His hands roamed freely, touching my hip, my side, easing up onto my breast.
    I let out a little gasp and he stopped, murmuring against my lips.
    "Is that okay?"
    "Ohhhh... yes, it's okay."
    He moaned a bit as he

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