Lethner's Service

Chapter 13 - Back Seat

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He steps on the gas pedal after I transfer on the shotgun seat. My apartment is just few blocks away from Enid’s house and I am thankful for that because I won’t be spending long silent and awkward car rides with this man beside me.

“Put on your seatbelt.” he commands casually so I grab the cold metal from my back and inserted it on its place with the elastic belt across my chests.

I bring back my sight to outside the tinted window. I hate myself for feeling uneasy on my seat right now. I wanted to tell him to stop the car and I’ll just walk to my apartment so I can breathe properly.

“Your friend is just so funny.”

I turn my head to look at him. I know he’s trying to kill the awkward silence.

“She’s always like that, always has that filthy mouth.”

“And by the way, she really is determined to have a body like yours.”

“I don’t know what it is in my body that she likes.”

He shoots a quick glance at me and brings back his eyes on the road while his prominent veins are showing on his muscled arms maneuvering the steering wheel.

“Obviously, your curves. Don’t tell me you’re unaware of having the body that almost every woman wants to have?”

I smirk. “I’m not sure of that.”

“I know Enid can achieve her goal. Only if she stops eating junk foods after going out from the gym.” he chuckles and I swear to the skies above that he really looks so charming when that little dimple shows off from his cheek.

“Enid has a crush on you.” I know my friend will not be angry at me for spilling the tea. I know she won’t. She’ll like it instead.

He smirks.

“I know. It’s obvious.”

“You knew?”

“Yeah? When Emery and I were having breakfast at the reception of the hotel, Enid was walking there back and forth and every time I glance at her, she smiles.”

“She did that?”

He softly laughs and glances at me again.

“Yeah. She was also staring at us intently at that day. I don’t know if she wants to join us or she’s examining every detail of our faces.”

I feel so ashamed for Enid right now. Like really, really, really ashamed. I remember her telling me she saw Jabes and our hotel manager but there was never a day that she told me about walking back and forth—and I know she did it on purpose, specifically to catch Jabes’ attention.

“Don’t show motives to my friend Mr. Lethner. She’s as brittle as a chalk so don’t give her false hopes.”

“Are you warning me?”

“I just don’t want my friend to get her hopes up very high because I know a guy like you will just dump her after you get what you want.”

“Am I that bad to you? Sometimes you’re hurting me with your words.”

Am I?

I was just telling it frankly. I don’t want my dear Enid to fall into whatever this guy beside me is planning to do and she will be dumped afterwards like what happened to me when Frazer broke my heart.

The pain is too much to take and knowing Enid’s fragile personality? She’ll be flooding her room with tears when someone breaks her heart and I don’t want to see her as miserable as I was before.

“I’m just saying what you need and have to know. If it sounds a warning to you, okay? So be it.”

“Oh s**t!” my body jolts and moves forward, hitting my head on the dashboard when Jabes suddenly steps on the brakes.

A careless driver just passed by in front of us when we reached the intersection of the road and I’m pretty sure that we’ll end up in ICU if Jabes is driving so fast too. I should’ve tightly adjusted the strap of my seatbelt a while ago if only I knew that I’ll hit my head this hard.

The papers from inside the dashboard scatters on the floor together with some little square plastics that I didn’t really had a clear view of what they are.

Jabes blows his horn while his eyes are following that red Chevrolet with a reckless driver inside. I hear him sigh with evident irritation while stepping on the gas pedal. I bend down to pick up the papers and arrange them one by one. My mouth opens when I saw a piece of paper that really caught my attention.

It’s from a hospital and the things printed on it are medical examination results. It contains all of his personal information like his name, address, age, the last day he visited the clinic, and his customer ID. Also, at the top most part of the paper there’s the name of the clinic printed in bold fonts with its tagline which made me smile.

THE MORGAN'S DIAGNOSTIC CENTER

your one-stop-clinic for all STD tests today!

I remembered my mom always reminding me not to get or read anything that’s not mine specifically personal and private ones and I’m just a beautifully made stubborn daughter—so I read the examination results.

Sorry mom.

It says:

Test Value

Herpes Simplex 1 <0.90

Herpes Simplex 2 <0.90

HIV not detected

Chlamydia not detected

Gonorrhea not detected

Syphilis non-reactive

Hepatitis A non-reactive

Hepatitis B non-reactive

Hepatitis C non-reactive

HIV Early Detection not detected

There's another row that says Results and all the words under it are all NEGATIVE in uppercase and bold fonts.

Oh? Mr. Lethner is healthy and STD free.

“I don’t know how drivers nowadays got their licenses.”

When he glances at me, he notices me reading the results so he quickly grabs the papers from my hands, crumples them, and shoots them in the mini trashcan without looking at the back. I turn my back and saw that he actually shoots the crumpled papers exactly inside the trashcan. He’s quite a sharp shooter huh?

“It’s glad to know that your results are negative.” I blurt out.

He’s just driving and did not reply. Maybe he’s a bit embarrassed with what I saw or is he upset of what I did? I know I should’ve not read those papers.

My bad!

I look at the floor of the car and my lips part when I finally get to see what those little plastics that fell together with the papers were. I pick them all up, all of them, I mean—specifically a handful of them.

Condoms

“Bring it back inside...” Jabes manage to grab the condoms from my hand and open the board in front of me, he places them all back in its place.

His cheeks are turning red. I didn’t know he’ll look more charming when he blush. I pick up the last c****m from the floor that slipped from my hand a while ago and shows it to him.

“Banana,” I utter while placing it inside the board in front of me.

So he loves banana flavors?

“You’re unbelievably irking me sometimes Ms. Wilder.”

I smile when I heard him mispronounce my surname again. I remember he mispronounced it in the hotel during that check in-day with Emery. I never corrected it. This time, I guess I have to.

“It’s Wil-der. As in the will and testament? The wheel of your car? Not Wilder like a wild boar.”

He glances at me and repeats my surname correctly.

“Okay Miss Wilder.”

“You’re one of those people who think my surname is like a wild thing in comparison form.”

“It sounds sexier. Wilder...” he intentionally pronounces my surname into Wilder again like the wild animal—and how he said that mispronounced Wilder-thing is making me imagine things that I shouldn’t be imagining.

I wonder where I’m wild at. Hmm?

“There’s a coffee shop few blocks before we reach your apartment. I’m thinking of eating some cinnamon bread and have a cup of coffee jelly. Would you like us to stop first before I drive you home?”

Yes, please. I want a New York style cheese cake and a Frappucino.

I suddenly hear my hungry subconscious. Does subconscious feel hungry too? Weird.

I look at my wrist watch and it’s just quarter to twelve. If we stop by the coffee shop then I suppose, I can go home by 12:30 –

–or one o’clock sharp. It depends if you enjoy Mr. Lethner’s company and I know you will because you’re a secret b***h.

I am cursing my inner thoughts right now.

"Okay," I tell him while smiling.

I don’t know why I smiled. I’m thinking I still have a lot of time to prepare for a family dinner with so I agreed with my subconscious that I am suddenly craving for a frap and a New York style cheesecake.

Jabes drives his car to the coffee shop, the Cafétish. I'm wondering what’s inside the owner’s mind while thinking of naming his coffee shop.

As soon as the waiter puts our order on the table, I immediately grab the fork and took a slice from my cheese cake and bring it into my mouth. We’re sitting in my favorite spot of a coffee shop, at the corner where I can see the views outside from the glass wall beside me. Jabes is in front of me enjoying the wiggling jellies of his drink.

“This is my favorite thing here.” he utters referring to the coffee jelly he’s holding. “I can’t find a coffee jelly like this around my place or in the city. It’s always undercooked jellies in Bruce’s Brews.”

“I agree, I remember that I had once ordered a coffee jelly there and the jellies are undercooked. If not undercooked, it’s like a rubber band if you chew it.”

We both softly laugh at our comments when suddenly Jabes leans forward and extends his arms. He wipes his thumb against my lower lip.

“Lick it,” he utters showing me his thumb with an icing from my cake.

I unbelievably push his hand. Why will I freaking lick his thumb?

“Lick it yourself!” I look away because the awkward atmosphere is slowly getting into the spaces again.

My eyes really widen when he seriously did what I have joked. He nonchalantly brings his thumb in his mouth and licks the icing.

“Hmm... it tastes good. Can I have some?” he asks me like what he did is just a normal thing for him.

He didn’t know he made me feel uneasy on my seat because I am feeling the weird pulsations on my panties again.

I slowly push the plate of my cheese cake close to him and he grabs a small amount from it. He also licks the icing from his lip and the sound of his flicking tongue make me bite my lower lip.

Oh my goodness Mr. Lethner!

Why are you doing this to me? Being so sexy in your most effortless way, doing things nonchalantly but making me feel alienated feelings at the same time. How are you doing it?

“So you availed a membership in the gym?”

I swallow my saliva first before answering.

“Y-yes,” I stutter, “I mean no…it was only Enid. I’m just a walk-in customer who obviously just sits there like I’m her mother waiting for my kindergarten daughter’s class dismissal.”

He softly laughs. Why is he looking more handsome while laughing right now?

“I think Enid radiated her funny side to you. You’re good in cracking jokes now.”

“Y-yeah?” I didn't know what to say—so just yeah.

“By the way…when you tried to leave earlier at the gym, I heard you saying you’re going to a family dinner?”

“Yes. Hey! It’s none of your business! That’s too personal to ask!”

He smirks.

“Really? So what do you call a lady who reads some medical examination results without the owner's permission?”

“I... I...” I pause because I’m groping for some words that can suitably describe a good excuse for what I did earlier. “It wasn’t my intention to read it…I just got curious about it.”

Jabes shakes his head from side to side and looks at the views outside. It’s my second time sitting inside a coffee shop and having a conversation with him but it still feels like the first time. The feeling is still unexplainable.

He looks at his phone and brings the remaining jellies into his mouth.

“Let’s get going. I’ll be late with my appointment.”

“Appointment?”

So…he’s going to see someone again who’s gonna be penetrated by that big bulge on his shorts.

He nods at me like he’s having second thoughts of doing it.

“It’ll take two hours to reach Harris’ Hotel plus the traffic, so we need to hurry.” he utters.

“Harris’ Hotel?” I suddenly ask upon hearing the name of the hotel because that was the hotel where I had my on-the-job training.

Jabes nods as a response.

“You mean the Hotel near the Petron Gas Station?”

He nods again.

“In front of that old willow tree?”

For the third time, he nods again.

“You’ve worked in that hotel?” he asks,

“Yeah and my family’s house is just a block away from it.”

“Oh? That’s good to hear. I’ll drive you home to your family dinner then.” he utters while standing up.

I grab my frap and we both went outside the shop. I notice the skies are getting dark. I hope it’s not going to rain.

“You can’t drive me home. My dad will see you. He’ll be really curious and will interrogate you like a criminal.” I said as we enter his car.

He puts on his seatbelt and drives.

“I offered a ride and not a getting-to-know your family thing. Once you step out my car, I’ll go. Your father will not see me.”

He actually has a point.

“Still no. I will be going to my apartment first because I need to fix myself. My aunt is very excited to see me and you don’t expect me to attend a family dinner wearing a shirt and leggings.”

“Then I’ll wait for you to fix yourself.”

“What? No!” I almost scream when I said that.

“I’m waiting outside. I know you won’t let me in after what I did to you that night.”

That prank!

“Just drop me by my apartment Jabes. I’ll just grab a taxi going there.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. And don’t tell me to let you use my comfort room again. I won’t let you in.”

“Okay.” He’s laughing while agreeing to me.

I don’t want that to happen again because I don’t know if I can control myself from my unholy body and mind reactions.

“We better hurry up, the skies are getting darker and I think it’s…damn!” he swears, “There! It’s starting to rain.”

Jabes turns on the wipers of his car as droplets of rain start to patter on his windshield. I don’t know why it’s always been raining whenever I enter a coffee shop with Jabes. The last time at Bruce's Brews, it rained so hard too. And now, it’s becoming to rain harder.

“I forgot to bring my umbrella.” I release a deep sigh. “It’s been scorching hot a while ago. I don’t know why it suddenly rained so hard.”

“Here we are.” I glance at Jabes and I did not even notice that we’re in a corner at the side of the street across my apartment’s building.

It’s still raining and you will mistakenly say that it’s like 5 in the afternoon or quarter to 6 in the evening and not 12 noon because the skies are really dark. Maybe it’s because of the tinted windows.

“I need to go.” I am about to open his car when he grabs and pulls me back.

“You’ll be soaked in the rain. You don’t have an umbrella or even a coat.”

“It’s okay, I’ll take a shower after.”

“Stay,” It sounds and feels like a command that I need to strictly follow.

“Jabes –”

“It will not take an hour for the rain to stop. You can wait for it. Don’t be so stubborn Quinn.”

I sigh and rest my back at the seat. I remove my seatbelt and look at the rain giving Jabes’ car a free carwash. The pattering sound of the raindrops chorus with the wipers hitting the sides of the windshield.

Five minutes

Ten

Fifteen

Twenty

Half an hour passed yet the rains are still pouring as if the Heavens are mad.

“I think I really need to go Jabes. You’ll be late with your appointment.”

I hear no answer from him. When I glance at him, he’s staring at me...intently.

“Did you hear me?” I ask.

But he’s just staring like he’s examining every detail of my face or is he counting the pores on it?

“You’re beautiful...” he’s almost whispering those words while looking into my eyes and here is my heart beating abnormally again.

Do you know that feeling of a woman in a romantic movie inside a car who’s nailed on her seat because there’s such a handsome guy intently looking at her? That’s what I’m exactly feeling right now. My heart thumps so fast against my chests together with the sound of the wipers hitting the sides of the windshield.

“Quinn, I’m sorry if I need to do this. I can’t help it.”

“Need to do what?”

“This,” he utters and in one swift move, he snakes his hand at the back of my neck sending tingling shivers all the way to my spine and plunges his mouth into mine.

I don’t how he did that in just a split of a second. It was so quick that his hands are in my hair and his mouth is on mine. I gasp in surprise and grab his shoulders to push him but his mouth—his mouth, coupled with the way his hand is sliding down my arm, it is just too much to bear—so much and so good that I just whimper.

Girl! Close your eyes! Kiss him back!

I am suddenly hearing my inner thoughts. His kisses are really making me so crazy. He reclines the seat and is pressing me harder against it while his left hand is caressing my cheek and his right hand is gripping me by the waist, pulling me against him. I found myself succumbing to his kisses. I tilt my chin towards him and I felt his lips parted as I try to respond.

Mr. Lethner’s kisses suddenly make me want to know what it feels like, what it feels to taste him, to kiss him, and to be kissed...for the first time and I know it was so wrong, and so was how badly I wanted him too.

I kiss him back though I hardly know if I’m doing it right either. It might not be the kind of kiss that he’s used to but I could tell by his heart thumping against my chests that he enjoys it. I move my lips against his as he leans closer until our bodies touch. And his other hand comes up, his warm fingers grasping my waist, pulling me even closer.

Oh God!

I am lost in his kisses and all my defenses give way before this hot, hungry sweet mystery that lies between us. He kneels down and kisses me on my open mouth. His hands found the garter of my leggings together with my panties and push it down my thighs exposing my wet nakedness. He begins to kiss my shoulders.

“Jabes...”

I moan at the contact of his soft lips on my shoulder blades because of the tingling effect that gave my core weird pulsations.

“Please...”

“I will stop if I hear you saying it. Do you like me to stop?” he utters in a sexy hoarse voice while his forehead’s resting on mine.

And without waiting an answer from me, he moves down my lap and he spreads my legs apart for him to have an easy access to my wet and pulsating core.

He moves and pushes me down to lay across the backseat of his car and I don't know how fast he did that. I’m just letting him do whatever he’s planning to do because that’s what my mind and body wants right now. I have never been this gullible in my entire life.

I know my defenses are strong enough that I didn’t even let my long-term ex boyfriend sexually touch me. I just don’t know why I am suddenly succumbing to Jabes. There is something in him that I can’t resist. My thighs were spread wide and ready for him. Jabes kneels on the floor while putting my legs on his shoulders. He looks at me with l**t on his eyes.

Then he looks down my sweet, wet, and glistening core before looking up at me again, and I am anticipating for his next moves.

“I am going to make you tremble with my tongue alone...”

He brings his face down my crotch and my back automatically arch as I could totally feel his warm breath tickling my moist folds. He brings his hands up and spreads my lips apart and slowly slid his tongue deep into my waiting hole. His thumb begins to massage the lower part of my opening where I feel my juices beginning to drip down. He nuzzles his upper lip into my hard c**t while his tongue was deep inside moving in circles. My hips begin to move on the seat and I was moaning uncontrollably.

“You’re f*****g delicious...”

He says and returns to my mound, sucks in my c**t and brings it into his mouth so his tongue could flick it around. I gasp when he suddenly slides two fingers into my wet sticky core. I bit my lips for an amount of pain rips through it.

I didn’t know that it would feel delicious and painful at the same time. The looks on his face are like he’s very certain that what he’s doing will really bring me off and will make me come hard. He continues pushing and pulling back his fingers while his other hand goes up my shirt, inside my b*a where he starts to play with my hard n*****s and I just let my head be thrown back the seat. He continues to make circles on my c**t using his tongue, hand circling my globe, and finger f*****g me.

“Ohh f**k!”

I bit my lip as curses continually escape from it because of the sheer pleasure that’s ripping and building all throughout my body.

I can hear that slurping sound of his mouth lavishing my wet core and I think I am ready to explode. And in just a split of seconds, I shook violently inside the car as the o****m rips through my body. Jabes brings his wet and soaked fingers from my hole to his mouth and licks the juices from it. Then he pulls my leggings and panties back to their place and fix the hem of my shirt.

“You have to go now. The rain already stopped.” he says casually like nothing happened.

He nonchalantly transfers to the driver’s seat while wiping his mouth on his right sleeve. He sarts the engine of the car. After he licked and f****d me, after I exploded in front of him, he just told me that the rain has already stopped and that I need to get off his car?

As simple as that. Just like that.

Our eyes meet on the rear view mirror and I couldn’t fathom those sparks on his eyes. I suddenly feel that painful twitch inside my chests as I process everything inside my mind. As I realized how I easily fell to his words, to his kisses, to his touch. I realized how fragile I was and how f*****g easy he got me.

He’s now back on his seat like nothing happened, apathetic like I was just that random passenger he needs to drive home.

I try my best for my tears not to escape from my eyes as I slowly open the car’s door and walks away. My heart is thumping so fast, abnormal, and loud. I couldn’t believe I had just let the guy I met in the park eat and finger-f**k me, the guy who happens to be an escort.

I can’t believe it happened!

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