Careless Memories

Chapter 4-James' POV

I put her in the car and fastened her seat belt. My mind was all over the place. She looked so hot right now. I practically jumped in the car and made my way to my house. The streets were almost empty, and it was pretty dark now. A soft tune was playing on the car's radio. I turned to face her. She was looking straight ahead, probably thinking about what just happened at the park. I could tell by how flushed her face was. I grinned to myself at how cute she looked. I am driving with one hand, and I put the other one on her thigh. She was startled. She snapped her head up to question my gesture. I gave her a shy smile. She didn't protest or look uncomfortable. A few moments later, she relaxed to my touch and I rubbed circles on her thigh with my thumb.

I slid my hand up to her mid-thigh under her skirt. She squirmed a little, considering how dangerously close my hand was. We remained quiet the rest of the ride. I pulled into my driveway and killed the engine. I got out of the car first and went around it to open her door and help her out. She mouthed a ‘thank you’.

I opened the door and as soon as we stepped in, I locked it, spun her around and pinned her to the door, towering over her, my hands on the door on either side of her face.

“So, where were we, love?” I whispered. She swallowed nervously.

“I want to kiss you again, Bri”. I inched towards her, closing up the distance between us.

“If you're not going to tell me what's going on, at least I deserve to make you feel better, no?”

She brought her hand up to my chest and caressed it. “I want you to kiss me, James”

That did it.

I crashed my lips against hers. She kissed me back immediately. It was more aggressive this time, both of us fighting for dominance. One of my hands slid down her side, grabbing her by the waist, and pulling her closer. The other hand cupped her cheek making me deepen the kiss. Her hands flew to my hair, tugging at it, and running her hand through it. f**k. She knows how much that drives me crazy. I let out a groan into the kiss. She did it again in response. I tried suppressing another sound. She kept running her hand and gently pulling. I broke the kiss.

“Babe, stop that. You're driving me insane!” I croaked out between breaths.

“And what if I don't?” she smirked, running her hand down my chest. Hmm, cocky. I put my mouth next to her ear and whispered;

“Then I'll lose it and won't be able to stop myself” She wrapped her arms around my neck.

“And if I don't want you to stop?”

My eyes widened. Is she ready to go beyond just kissing?

“Are you sure about this, Bri?” I want to hear her say it. “Yes. I want you“

I stared at her for a moment, then kissed her again. Hungrily. Like she was air, and I was drowning. She jumped and wrapped her legs around my waist. I kissed her and carried her to the long couch and gently put her down. She bit my bottom lip asking for access. I opened my mouth for her tongue to meet mine. She let out a low moan as our tongues danced and I felt blood immediately rush to my little man down there. That sound was mind-blowingly sexy.

I pulled away from her mouth and trailed kisses down her jaw to her neck. I kissed and sacked on her neck. She let out another moan, louder this time. Her hands flew and slapped her mouth shut. I pulled away from her neck and looked her in the eyes. I pulled her hand away from her mouth.

“You don't have to seal your mouth. I want to hear it. I want to hear how good you feel.”

My hand on her waist went up to the hem of her shirt as my hands slowly moved under her shirt. Our eyes still locked, I stopped just below her bra. In one swift move, I unhooked her bra and pulled it to the side. My hand carefully rubbed her. She squirmed even more as she moaned louder again. I was so hard already, I felt like I would explode. My hands went into the band of her skirt and stopped above her underwear. I paused, looking at her. She nodded and begged me not to stop. As I moved further, the door flew open with a loud bang and we both tore away from each other. I looked up, only to see that it was just my dumb housemate, Tyler.

“WHAT THE f**k, JAMES?! Why on the f*****g couch”

I groaned, running my hand over my face, letting out a frustrated sigh. Why now?

“Shut up, Ty”, I mentally cursed at him for ruining my moment.

“Whatever. Get a room you two. There are a couple in here!” He fake gagged, turned around and went upstairs, muttering something to himself about needing to get a girlfriend.

Great! Now he has ruined the moment.

“Don't mind him. Always annoyingly stupid”

“Yeah, I think I should get going now”

"Really?"

"Yes, I need to get an assignment done"

She left and I just felt....empty.