Good for Now (Book One of The Now Series) Read Free Page B

him.
    “Now let's get out of here unless you want me to fuck you right here.”
    “Let’s go,” I say. I zip up my pants, feeling sweat drip down my back. Never wanting anyone as much as I want him, not just in this moment but ever.
    Let go.
    He gets up, reaching for my hand and says, "You know you’re going to pay for being so damn shy. You are going to pay big time. Are you ready to pay your debt?”
    I smile, “Yes, I am ready to pay my debt.”
    “I like that, fuck you are getting me so turned on. I could fuck you right now in front of all these people, but I want you all for myself.”
    His words are electrifying; filling me with a rush, loaded with anticipation of what lies ahead.
    As we walk out of the bar I smell his aftershave, mix with the wind, causing a ripple effect of want for him right on the spot, feeling an ultimate high, as he continues to hold my hand pulling me down the street. I look over at him to see a man on a mission.
    At the end of the city block, I can’t help but to stop, wanting to see his sweet face in the moon light. "Kiss me," comes out of my mouth. Did I really just say that? The words just naturally slipped out of my mouth again, like it was no big deal, but it was and it still is. What will he do? What will he think?
    Kevin smiles and says, “I plan to kiss you all night," pulling me close to him, placing his strong, firm hands on my hallow cheeks, leaning in to kiss me. I close my eyes, opening my mouth to feel his tongue come, moving in and out. Kissing me until I can’t feel my legs, yet feeling my pelvic area tinkle with desire.
    "I want you," he says, his words melting any hidden reservation of what is the right thing to do, like going off with a handsome man, letting him do what he pleases, when I hardly know him. That is the sort of hidden reservation I mean because I don’t care for it. I don’t care about being respectable. I just want him too, that I can't help but let out a moan, ready to do whatever Kevin wants.
    “You’r so damn beautiful," Kevin says, letting out a moan. "I thought it the first time I saw you, but you had to play hard to get. Making me want you more. I’ve been dreaming about kissing you everywhere, dreaming about being between your legs.”
    I let out a louder moan, feeling restless, his words seducing me, wanting to take his clothes off.
    I can’t help but think about what he just said, about when he first saw me. I wasn’t playing hard to get. I was just afraid of what was to happen because I had little experience and I couldn’t help but feel that I had to have a relationship with a boy before I could do anything physical, but now I didn’t care. My physical desire for him meant more than being a proper young lady as I have been drilled to hear all my life.
    “Let's go somewhere more private," he says.
    He takes my hand, squeezes it, then kisses it as he leads the way to a side street, a few steps on the right there’s a narrow pathway between two brownstones. This is getting more exciting by the second, having no idea where he is taking me, however, I can see he does. He moves like a ghost in the night.
    "I just need some of you now, I can't wait," he says, as he stops to look at me. He raises his hands to cup my cheeks and kisses me, this time with force and desire. His tongue thrusting deep in my mouth, my tongue following suit moving around his, feeling his desire boiling my blood, feeling hot and bothered.
    I lean back, resting on the building's bricks, feeling my private beat, wanting him. I feel a wetness drop landing on my underpants. I just want to yell take me, take me now.
    “You drive me mad," he says again.
    I moan, arching my back, the moon light is strong enough where I can see him and for him to see me. He stops for a moment to study my face, his deep stares melt my heart and I am under his command, he can do what he wants. Damn, this is all I have ever wanted and here I am, in a sexual fantasy with Kevin.
    “I want