Tell me something that'll save me.

(flashback)

"Mr. Vega?" 

All eyes flew to the back row where Kolton blinked at the teacher. "What's up?" He shot a killer smile and reveled in the way the rest of the classmates laughed. I wasn't going to lie, half of the girls were probably swooning. There was something about a smart bad boy and one that was hot? He was like a triple threat. 

"If you wouldn't mind getting your head out of the clouds and solve for x on the board please?"

"45," He said simply, after glancing at the board for a minute. I rolled my eyes and looked back at my paper, writing down the answer in my notes because unlike the badass in the back of the room? I wasn't a genius. "And if you want me to stop daydreaming you should outlaw cheerleading uniforms because there's no way any guy is listening to you go on and on when Miss Duchaness is in the front row looking like that." 

I looked back at him, smirking and rolling my eyes as a couple of the guys vocally agreed with him wholeheartedly.

"Looks like I'll be seeing you in detention again tonight," Miss. Smith said just as the bell rang. 

I slid my binder into my bag and slung my bag over my shoulder, starting for the door and saying bye to Jess who had a class on the opposite side of campus. "So now that I've publicly humiliated myself in your honor will you go out with me?" Kolton asked, holding both his letterman jacket and his bag. 

I flipped back my long brown hair, contemplating an answer because honestly? He was probably the hottest guy in school. "Go out with you? Or loose my panties in the back of your truck?" I asked, feigning innocence. 

"Either," He grinned wider, setting his hand against the wall next to my head and leaning in. "Or both."

I laughed and shook my head, "I think your just about booked for the rest of the month with detention."

"Then ditch fifth with me and we can have our second date tonight in detention," He shrugged his shoulders while I lifted a brow, terrified by his definition of dates. I mean, I'd gone on bad dates before... somehow I'd made it to senior year with never getting detention. I didn't plan on starting now. My grades were bad enough, I violated dresscode at least once a week. My perfect attendance was the only thing I clung to, that and getting no detentions. I had to please my dad and Gran somehow since my sister was so god damn perfect. 

"Let me guess, get high and fool around in your car?"

He shrugged again and smirked, leaning close enough that I could smell his shampoo. Or maybe it was his aftershave. Either way, he smelt good... manly. "I was going to take you out for a late lunch, but you know me, I love a girl who puts out on the first date."

I groaned and rolled my eyes, "You're disgusting." 

"I'm joking!" He laughed while I kept my eyes on him, uncertain of his intentions. The thing was, my reputation wasn't great and it was no secret around school. 

"Come on. Just lunch. I'll let you pick where we go."

"No," I said simply, the bell ringing again but neither of us moved. 

"You're going to be late for class now," He replied and pulled back maybe an inch. "I'll walk you."

I bit my lip to keep the smile that was already forming on my lips from getting any bigger. "You don't have to," I said seriously, barely noticing the campus police behind him. 

"Shouldn't you two be in class?"

Kolton pulled back to smile at the guy who ruled the halls, "I was just offering to walk Miss Duchaness to class."

I rolled my eyes again while the guys face didn't change. Hard and cold. "The bell went off five minutes ago now. Loitering the halls between classes calls for detention," He said seriously, already writing down my name on a piece of paper. What the fuck was that? His personal shit list??

My mouth dropped and I shook my head, "I'm going to class."

"Then I suggest you do so now," He said and started walking away.

Kolton had moved, nudging me with his shoulder. "So where are we eating?" He asked and grinned at me.

My lips quirked into a grin and I shook my head, starting to walk with him in the opposite direction of my class. "You're persistent," I said seriously.    

"You're worth it," He grinned.

"I'm not as easy as you think I am," I said, stopping in front of him and pinning him with a serious stare.

"Then it will be all the more rewarding when you give in to me," He replied, reaching over to push back the hair that had gotten in my eyes. 

"This cocky bad boy jock thing might have worked with the rest of the girls on my squad-"

"And the girls on the volleyball team," He grinned. "And the swim team."

"And let me guess the basketball team?" 

He shook his head, "No I'm pretty sure they're all lesbians." 

I scoffed, wondering how this kind of attitude could work on someone. "You're awful," I said, turning away from him but before I could get too far he reached out for my arm and pulled me back against him.

"And yet I'm willing to bet a part of you is intrigued."

"I'm surprised you know the word intrigued," I spat back and he laughed, probably loving that I was playing hard to get. Guys only wanted what they couldn't have and tossed it aside after they finally got it. 

"The last three guys you dated were jocks," He pointed out.

"And they were all assholes. I'm trying to learn from my mistakes," I pulled away from his grip.

"You think I'll be a mistake? I'm hurt."

"I think you'd be my worst mistake," I said honestly, knowing that out of the last three guys I'd dated? Two were virgins when we started dating. They were assholes yes, but I knew where I stood with them and I had all the say in the relationship. Guys like Kolton though.... they broke hearts and moved on a little too quick. 

He grinned and shrugged, "But I'd be your favorite mistake and that has to count for something." I grinned back and bit into my lip again, his grin spreading into a full on smile and god, he really was good looking. "Come on, I'm starving and I'm sure you are too... I'll even let you drive my car."

"I don't have my license," I retorted, that being a story I liked to skip telling. 

"Then it looks like I'm going to be picking you up from now on," He replied, not missing a beat. He slipped his arm around my waist as we walked, only pulling back just slightly when I lifted an eyebrow at him. "What? Am I supposed to hold your books for you?"

I smirked, "No, I'm capable of carrying my own things."

"You're not making this relationship very easy for me, Duchannes," He said with a sigh but was still grinning.

"I wasn't aware there was a relationship between the two of us," I said seriously, still grinning too. It was kind of fun talking to a guy who wasn't so... boring. Most of the guys I dated wanted to talk about sports 24/7, assuming I watched and followed everything from soccer to football, just because I was a cheerleader. 

"Oh there definitely is," He nodded.

"If you say so," I replied and he grinned, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the first floor bathroom quickly. "What the fuck?" I glared at him and he covered my mouth, gesturing with his finger for me to be quiet.

"Hallway patrol goes through just about now," He pointed towards the door as we listened to the guys walk past. "Now they're going to go to the lounge to watch soap operas for about thirty minutes. That gives us time to sneak out." He winked at me, "Though I don't mind if you just want to make out here instead." 

I rolled my eyes. "No," I said simply before walking past him to the door. 

He followed behind me as I lead the way to his car, a smug smirk on his face once we got there, "You been keeping tracks on me?"

"I've known you for 3 years Kolton, you've dated my friends. I know what you drive." 

He opened the car door for me and leaned in as I hopped up into the passenger seat, "I love my name coming out of that sweet mouth." 

"Oh look it took you less than thirty minutes to insinuate oral." 

"Next time I'll just ask for it straight up," He replied, not even a little fazed by my bad attitude. Sure we'd known each other a few years, went to the same parties, kissed a few times at a truth or dare game, dated each others friends, but that didn't mean we knew each other or were friends. 

"Don't be surprised when you try and I put your dick out of commission for a few days," I retorted and he laughed.

"Oh? How so?" He asked out of curiosity, looking over his shoulder to ease his way out of the tight space his truck was way too big to fit in to. Yet here we were. And there was that smug ass smirk on his face again. 

"Squeeze it... use teeth..." I trailed off and shrugged, keeping my face serious while he nodded his head. 

"A little teeth never hurt anyone," He said finally and I laughed. "And squeezing? I'm getting hard just thinking about it." My eyes glanced down on their own, his laugh breaking me out of my daze. "Made you look."

I smiled before I could catch it and looked out the window, wanting to keep my smile to myself, "You're an idiot."

"Some might say I'm a genius instead," He quipped back, pulling up to a red light. He turned the music all the way down and reached for my chin, angling my face back towards his. My breath hitched and for a moment I thought that he might kiss me. Even scarier, that I'd kiss him back. But instead he smirked at me, "I always thought your eyes were brown."

I blinked, taken back, "Hazel." His eyes? They were the most hypnotizing shade of green. 

"Practically gold now," He said seriously, breaking me out of another one of my dazes. 

"Is that a compliment?" I asked with an eyebrow raised. 

He nodded, "Definitely."

"Where are we going?" I asked, looking out the window as he turned the radio back on. I changed the station from country to top forty pretty fast.

"You don't like country?" 

I shrugged, "I like Katy Perry better." 

He laughed because not very many people in this town would admit that even if it was true. "Are you hungry?" When I nodded, he added, "Then we're going to get pizza." He glanced over at my skirt riding up my thighs, "You do eat pizza right?" 

I rolled my eyes, "Yes. Cheerleading practice burns plenty of calories." 

He gave me a wicked grin and I already knew where his mind was. "I can think of better ways to burn calories...not that I would mind watching you practice," He added as an afterthought.

"You're a pig."

"Oh please I see you and your girlfriends sneak into our practices all the time," He said seriously, watching me turn slightly pink. "Ha! I got you to blush." 

"It won't happen again," I assured him.

"We'll see," He said I shot him a look before rolling my eyes again, a grin working its way onto my face because he was ridiculous. And intriguing. "You like me. Admit it."

"No," I grinned wider and looked out the window again. "Never."

"We'll see," He said again and I snuck another look, that smug look back in place. He pulled into a parking lot and stopped the car, "As much as I'm enjoying our conversation, we're here."

"Does that mean you're not going to talk to me during lunch?" I asked with a fake hopeful expression, climbing out of the car and slamming the door before giving him the chance to answer. I could hear his laugh though. 

"I could think of other ways to keep my lips preoccupied if you're tired of hearing my voice," He said and slipped his hands into his pockets. I wrinkled my nose and pretended not to think about it either, the way his soft lips would feel on mine... his lips all over my body. I hadn't dated someone for a while now, not that I needed a boyfriend to make me happy. I did have a weakness for hotties though and I wouldn't mind kissing someone right about now. "I'm talking about eating! Get your mind out of the gutter Miss Duchannes."

I lifted my eyebrow as we walked in and grabbed a booth by the window, leaning my elbows on the table and looking at him, "Why do you keep calling me that? Did you forget my name already?" 

"Of course not. Your name is beautiful right?" He grinned and I gave him another epic eye roll. "Doesn't doing that give you migranes?"

"You're literally the worst."

"You're literally checking me out right now," He caught me as I slid my eyes back to his face.

"No I was just judging your stupid jacket."

"Don't you have one for cheering?" He asked, looking down at his lettermans jacket and then back up to me.

"Sure but I don't wear it," I scrunched my face and he grinned.

"Well I like what you're wearing." 

"I'm sure you do," I agreed, tucking my hair behind my ear.

"So tell me about yourself." 

"What?" I asked, not able to hide the shock from my tone or face. 

"I hear girls like talking about themselves so I was just letting you do that." 

"You want to get to know me?" I asked, never really having a guy ask to know more about it. It was weird.... and a lot of work on his part. I mean, all he wanted was to fuck me and then move on to the next victim. 

"Yeah. Is that so surprising?"

"Honestly? Yes," I said seriously. 

His lips quirked into a grin and he lifted an eyebrow, "And why is that?"

"It seems like an awful lot of work on your part, just to get into my pants," I shrugged my shoulders, drinking the water that had been set in front of me. We still hadn't ordered our pizza and I had the feeling that we'd be late for detention. What even happened when you were late for detention?? 

"It's a good thing you aren't wearing pants," He said with that smirk back in place.

I couldn't resist grinning and rolling my eyes again. "It was a figure of speech," I replied while he leaned into the table. 

"I'm still waiting for you to tell me about yourself," He said instead while I sighed.

"I'm from Nashville," I replied, starting with the basics but stating the obvious. Mostly everyone knew who my dad was and he was kind of the king of country around these parts. 

He nodded his head and looked pleased that I was finally talking, "Have you ever left? To travel?"

I widened my eyes since maybe, Kolton might be the only person at school who had no idea about where I came from. "I traveled a lot when I was a kid," I nodded. "What about you? Where are you from?"

"Here," He said simply and I raised an eyebrow, wondering how we didn't know each other sooner. 

"You were born here?" 

He nodded, "Yup. I've never traveled anywhere. Is it fun?" 

I blinked, remembering how I hated it as a kid... then again, I wanted a family more than anything then. I didn't know how Jac could stand going from town to town, never wanting to stay in one place. She never complained, instead she took care of me. "Kind of." I nodded, "Sometimes."

"Cool," He said then stared at me in silence, and not the creepy kind where guys stared at my breasts and pretended they were listening to me. Kolton's eyes were locked on mine and it was... I don't know... intense.

"What are you thinking?" I asked after a moment when he scrunched up his face, looking upset. 

"I was checking you out," He grinned.

"No you weren't," I shook my head. "Your eyes were on mine." 

"I was checking out your face," He offered.

"I don't think that's a thing," I shook my head as he sighed.

"Okay I was admiring your face. Better?" 

I wanted to smile, but I narrowed my gaze instead. He knew how to feed me lines, that was for sure. "I don't get you," I said finally.

"What don't you get exactly?"

I shrugged my shoulders and tried choosing my words in my head carefully. It seemed pointless though. "Why do you want to fuck me so bad?" I asked point blank and his eyes widened. 

"Come again?" He asked and kind of chuckled, finding it amusing I guess. 

"I mean, I know that I'm good looking," I started and he grinned wider, definitely amused. "But why me? I'm obviously a bitch and getting me in bed is harder than what you expected... so why are you wasting your time?"

"Who said anything about me wasting my time?" He said with a more serious face. God, this guy and his damn lines. 

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes and leaned my elbows on the table, "If you brought one of my friends? You could've already been finished by now."

"But where's the fun in that?" He leaned in towards me, our faces only inches apart, and his grin so smug I was tempted to kiss him JUST to take that grin off of it. 

"It didn't stop you from fucking them before," I shrugged and leaned back, kind of desperate to pull away from him because well, he was good looking, I didn't trust myself around really good looking guys and that's what probably brought this on me in the first place.  

"To be fair, most of your friends came onto me," He pointed out and I didn't doubt him.

"And I'm sure they would continue. So why work for it when you don't have to?" 

He shrugged, "Maybe I just want to be friends."

"Don't bullshit me Kolton I'm not an idiot," I said flatly, wanting to know what his intentions were... I mean, they were always the same, weren't they?

"You are kind of a bitch." 

I widened my eyes but recovered just as quickly, "I told you that already."

"Why is that? Heartbreak? Drug addiction? Daddy issues?" He started rattling off excuses while my face changed ever so slightly at that last one and he leaned in. "Daddy issues huh? Interesting."

"Don't act like you know me," I said almost dangerously, not liking him getting personal. 

"I'm not," He assured me. "But now I'm even more invested." 

"I don't have-" I shook my head, priding myself in always being honest. Maybe that was why I was so blunt all the time. I kept it real. "Why am I even here?!"

"Probably because a part of you wants the exact same thing I want," He said with a shrug.

"Wrong."

"You don't even know what I want," He said softly. 

"I have a pretty good idea," I said as he leaned even closer, brushing his thumb against my hand.

"Oh yeah? Paint me a word picture," He dared.

I rolled my eyes then looked around, "Why haven't they even taken our order yet?" My eyes met one of the waitresses and she blushed before disappearing out of sight. 

He kept touching my hand with his thumb, making it a little harder for me to think. "I ordered before we got here. Calm down and talk to me princess," He said with a smirk. "I can't wait to hear what's on your mind...."

"It's obvious what you want," I said seriously and his eyebrows raised. "Oh, don't play innocent."

"Be more specific," He urged me, trying to keep a straight face. That whole innocent look didn't fit him. 

"You want me on my knees, bent over a desk, tied to your bed frame, in the back seat of your car..." I trailed off, hoping that I wasn't blushing because honestly? I was kind of turned on. Okay, more than kind of. "Do I need to go on?"

His eyes were still wide but he caught himself and replaced that look with his grin, nodding his head, "Please... and with more detail."

I groaned and shook my head, "It's never going to happen."

"Never say never," He said in amusement. 

"Too late," I replied and smiled back, trying not to think of the rumors I'd heard... how good he was in bed. How big he was. Hid past disgusted me and was a turn off, but at the same time I was curious. 

"Tied to my bedframe huh?" He grinned. "I wont deny wanting that, but it wasn't on my list until about 20 seconds ago."

"Glad to help widen your spank bank," I said monotonously.

"Did your ex's all appreciate your lovely attitude?" He asked, probably wondering how any guy could stand me for more than a week.

"Probably not," I shrugged.

"But what, you're hot enough to make up for it?" 

"Probably." 

"Well if you wont paint me that picture let me try," He offered and I gave him a skeptical look but didn't stop him. I was curious, more than curious.

"I'm waiting," I said, making him grin.

"Not that I'm opposed to you on your knees or in the back of my truck but I'm stuck on stripping you naked and tying you to my headboard so you have to buck against me when you want more of my tongue," He said finally and I licked my lips but didn't say anything for a moment. I'd never done anything kinky before... Most high school boys were fine grunting on top of me until I pretended to orgasm... but wow, either Kolton was all talk or he was in a league of his own. "Or I could bend you over my desk, you have one fine little ass," He added, grinning as the waitress brought over our soups and salads and brushing off the conversation as if we'd been talking about the weather. He was into mind games.

I reached for my salad and started picking at it, knowing that I was blushing and hell, I was still thinking about him making me cum. No one had ever made me cum before... I was only kind of sure that I had succeeded once in the privacy of my own bed. But even then, I wasn't sure. "Speechless?" He asked after what felt like a lifetime of silence. 

I brought my eyes back up to his and lifted an eyebrow, "My ass isn't little."

He broke into a laugh that had the entire place looking at us. Okay, we were the only people there besides the waitresses, but they were looking. "Prove it," He teased and I rolled my eyes, continuing to eat. "Has anyone ever made you cum?"

"Kolton," I looked at him because he had said it loud enough and I was certain the guy behind the counter was listening because he couldn't stop staring. 

"That's a no," His lips quirked into a grin. "Have you ever made yourself cum?"

I let out a breath and stared at him, "Can you be any louder? The guy over there looks like he's having a hard time hearing."

He stood up and slid into the seat next to me, smiling wide and taking a sip of his drink. "Do you make yourself cum?" He asked quietly, more intimately. Oh my god, my whole body had to be blushing. 

My eyes fell on his lap and I could almost see the line of his dick, maybe I was imagining it. Tilting my head back up to meet his eyes, I grinned, "Wouldn't you like to know."

'Yes. Yes I would," He said while I realized just hot close we were. "That's why I asked." 

"You're kind of a smartass."

"You're deflecting," He pressed, though his own voice was a little off kilter. 

"I'm choosing to ignore you instead," I retorted, being a bitch like I couldn't help it.  

"Hmmm. Well you should try it later tonight. I know I will," He winked at me and then regretfully moved back to his own seat.

"Oh my god," I said under my breath before I even knew it, thinking about him jacking off while thinking of me. 

"Hows your salad?" 

I blinked down at my food, forgetting where I was for a moment, "Good."

He stared at me while I ate, while I tried to ignore his gaze on me. "Do you enjoy watching me?" I asked after swallowing.

He grinned and picked at his own salad, "More than you know."

"I'm flattered," I said sarcastically, moving on to my soup since I was starving. Being a true Southern girl, I liked my food. And I wasn't one of those girls who got frazzled when a boy watched me eat. "We're going to be late to detention."

"Doesn't matter," He shrugged. "They'll just give us detention for a week. Lucky me."

I resisted the urge to laugh and grinned at him instead, "Wouldn't you rather take me out on a real date than bother me in detention for a week?"

"Isn't this a real date?" He retorted and I laughed, eating more soup and shaking my head. 

"A kiss would make it a real date..." I trailed off, realizing what I'd said and wondering if he'd try to kiss me once we got back in the truck.  

He grinned wider, "Swallow that bite." I gave him a look as I swallowed, licking my lips when he moved back into the booth next to me, cupping my face and pulling it towards his before bringing his mouth to mine. He lingered a little by my lips, enjoying my breathing, enjoying the moment right before he kissed me hard. His tongue stroked deep in my mouth. At first I was thrown off guard and shocked, but then I gave in and gripped his shirt, kissing him back just as hard, nipping his lip with my teeth. "Feisty," He muttered against my lips. 

"Stop talking," My fingers threaded in his hair and tugged as we kissed like we'd been together for forever and not like this was a first date. It was taking my breath away. 

"Alyssa," He growled, pressing me into the booth and moving a hand to my waist.

"Kolton," I pulled back, my eyes wide and my face flushed. I could barely stand how turned on I was, but the fuck was I doing?

"What's wrong?"

"Um....we're making out in the middle of a restaurant?" I said, shaking my head in my hands as realization sunk in. 

"You didn't seem to be complaining. You basically begged me to kiss you." 

I jerked my head up, my eyes narrowed, "I did not!!!" I said, much louder than I'd intended, sighing and pushed him. "Go back to your side of the table."

"Up to you," He shrugged, standing up right in front of me and lingering there a little since I was eye level to his dick now which was hard as a fucking rock.

I widened my eyes and looked away, wishing he'd sit back down and take the attention off of us because the guy behind the counter? He looked turned on and I couldn't see his hands. "Sit back down," I said quietly, moving my eyes back to his erection. He chuckled and sat back down on the opposite side of me. I shook my head and parted my lips, "I meant by me." 

He quirked an eyebrow but moved back beside me, the whole staff probably wondering what game we were playing. "Am I embarrassing you?" He asked, sounding pleased with himself. 

I stretched my fingers and moved them onto his lap, running them along the length of his erection while I licked my lips and literally felt him harden up even more underneath my touch. It felt like electricity was going straight through my body, but I kept my eyes on his as if daring him to speak first. "Am I embarrassing you?" I retorted when he said nothing, maybe I finally found the way to shut him up. I couldn't stop touching him though... fuck, I wanted to touch myself. 

"No but you are flirting with some seriously dangerous territory here." 

I bit my lip, the arousal in his eyes only fueling me on more. "How dangerous?" He grabbed a twenty out of his wallet and set it on the table before grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the restaurant, muttering something under his breath.

"Are you speaking Spanish?" I asked, making him pull back and blink at me.

"Was I?"

I nodded, surprised that he could turn me on even more than I already was. "What did you say?" 

He licked his lips as he backed me up against his truck, "I said you talk about danger like you want some but I know you're just a tease." 

My breath hitched as I looked up at him and watched his eyes get darker. "It was hotter in Spanish," I whispered once I'd caught my breath. 

He raised an eyebrow at me, "I'll remember that."

"I don't want to be a tease," I said back, hoping he'd give me the encouragement I needed.

"Now it's my turn not to get you. First you're the ice queen and now you're a seductress?"

"Does it matter?" I asked, suddenly feeling stupid. 

"It does if you're crazy and I'm going to deal with slashed tires some time in the future," He joked and I laughed this time. "I'm serious. What are you thinking?"

I reached for his shirt and tugged on it absentmindedly, leaving my hands there even when he wasn't more than an inch away from me. "My mind is all over the place right now," I admitted. 

He grinned and set his hand on my hip, the tension between us there and strong, "So it worked? My lines actually worked finally."

I set my head against the truck and laughed again, it feeling really good to be able to laugh with him like this after... well, whatever the hell that was in there. "I didn't say that," I said seriously but smiled. He stared at my lips for a moment then tilted his head down to kiss me again, this time softer but his body was pressed hard against mine and I could feel the effect I had on him. My hands were itching to take his and guide it under my skirt so he could feel just how hot I was for him right now too. "Seductress, huh?" I smirked against his lips after breaking the kiss. Guys had called me a million things before and that was definitely not one of them.  

"You could have gotten me off through my pants in there what would you call it?" 

I blushed further and then shrugged, "Talent?" 

He raised a brow, "Talent or skill?" 

"Maybe both," I said softly.

"Talent is inherent. Skill is learned from practice." 

I studied him for a moment, intrigued because he didn't seem like the dumb jock I had always assumed he was. "You're a lot smarter than you let people think aren't you?" 

He made a non-committal noise, "You're a lot different than you let on too. Who's the real Alyssa?"

"I'm 17 Kolton, I don't think I know the answer to that yet," I admitted, thinking about how I didn't even have a dream job. My family was full of focused and goal oriented people... then there was me.  

"Deep," He commented.

"You're hard," I said out of nowhere, my filter still missing in action.

"Extremely," He agreed, the verbal sparring between us keeping me wet. 

I let out a soft laugh and arched my back as I leaned against the truck, my hips not so much aligned with his since he had a more than a few inches on me. He took another step closer and I could feel his erection pressed against my bellybutton. I bit down on my lip and grinned up at him, not sure what my next move would be since I'd never been with anyone so forward like him. I'd never been so forward with anyone before. "What now?" I asked finally, lifting an eyebrow at him.

He shook his head and tightened the grasp he had on my hip, "I can't think straight when you look at me like that?"

I felt my lips spread into a wide smile and I knew right then that I was a goner. As much as I wanted to deny it, there was an attraction there... and I was smart enough to know that it wouldn't end well. "Then don't think... do something instead," I whispered and kept my lips parted, hoping for another kiss. 

"What?" He asked, tilting his head closer to mine but not close enough. 

"Surprise me," I smirked, biting on my lip to keep the smirk from becoming ridiculous. 

He took a deep breath and then set his forehead against mine, saying the last thing I'd ever expect him to say: "Get in the truck." 

"What?" I asked, surprised and maybe even a little disappointed. Or a lot. 

"We're late for detention." 

"That isn't something you'd usually care about," I pointed out, setting my hands on my hips and making my boobs rise up. 

Kolton's eyes were on my body, he was onlya man after all. He reached for me and kissed me again, tugging lightly on my hair to get a deeper angle for the kiss. "Tell me you're wet for me," He moaned against my lips and I was beyond tempted to guide his hand underneath my skirt to let him find out. 
I didn't though.

"Mmmm annoying isn't it?" 

He pulled back to look down at the smirk on my face, "What?" 

"How I can tell exactly how you feel for me but you'd have to start taking off clothes to find out the same about me." 

He chuckled and leaned down to start pressing kisses on my jawline, "I can tell by your short breaths. The way your eyes get darker and you keep wetting your lips." 

"Mmm?" I moaned a little as he slid his hand up my top to cup one breast in his hand through my bra. 

"I can tell by the way your nipples are showing through your bra and your top," He grinned and brushed his thumb against it, making me arch into him.

"Kolton," I moaned,  

He groaned again, I was so fucking wet by now and wanting to show him. 

"Get. In the truck," He said finally. 

My eyes widened but I tried to hide my confusion by shooting him a flirty grin instead, "It's kind of sexy when you get all demanding like that..." My hands gripped his shirt and I tilted my head up to press one last kiss on his cheek, "Will you be like that when you're inside of me?"

The groan that came from him was unlike the others and I swear, I about died. "God. Yes," He replied eventually and pulled away from me. I smirked and let my eyes follow him as he walked around the truck to get into the drivers seat. "Are you coming?"

I let out a laugh as I climbed into my seat, closing the door behind me. "Not now... Maybe some day," I said seriously, still grinning at him.

He looked at me and shook his head, "You are so unbelievably hard to read."

"Isn't that all part of the appeal?" I quirked an eyebrow, trying to force a more serious face. "Sorry, I'll be good."

He kept that intense gaze on his face then laughed eventually, shaking his head and starting to pull away from the curb. "You're a trip," He said quietly and a pout appeared on my lips.

"Is that a good thing or bad?"

"I'm not sure yet," He admitted.

"What does that mean?" I glared at him, taking his words as an insult.

"I mean you're more than just a pretty face and a hot body and just those two things make me hard enough."

"Don't go falling in love with me now," I laughed.

"I'm sure you're easy to fall for," He shrugged it off while his words played in my head over and over again.

"Ha," I shook my head as I gazed out the window. "Have you ever been in love?"

"Nope."

"Really? Not one of the many girls who's panties have ended up in your back pocket has pulled your heart strings?"

"Just how many girls do you think I've slept with?" He asked and I didn't want to answer that question, not wanting to get into my own past. 

"How many girls are there in our senior class?" I joked back and grinned at the window. 

"I'll tell you my number if you tell me yours," He challenged and that shut me up.  "Have you?" 

"Slept with you? No. Trust me that's something you'd remember." 

"Don't be a smartass. I meant have you been in love before."

I tiled my head back towards him and gave it a small shake, "No." Sometimes I thought that I was incapable of being loved. I mean, I had a lot of love to give... even if I had fucked up ways of showing it. But the receiving part? I couldn't even make my own mom stay. Fuck, even Jac left and I was positive that no one could possibly love me as much as my sister does. 

He stared at me for a moment and blinked, my eyes going to the road since someone should be watching where we're going. "Where'd your mind go right there?" He asked and I looked back at him, thankful that his eyes had returned back ahead of us. 

"What?"

"You looked sad..." He trailed off then grinned, even if it looked a little forced. "Thinking about an ex? The one that got away?"

I let out a laugh and rolled my eyes, "My ex-boyfriends were all boys. I can't wait to get out of this town and find a real man."

He laughed and dropped a hand on my thigh, my body tensing for the briefest of seconds. The truth? I liked when he touched me. I'd never had someone touch me so innocently and make me feel like this. "Do you think you could handle a real man? You get jumpy when I touch you..."

"I do not," I shook my head, lying shamelessly. 

"Oh?" He asked, pulling into the school parking lot and parking his truck.

"Mm," I managed to mumble and he grinned, sliding his hand further up my thigh and rubbing his thumb against the soft skin. I let out a quick breath just as a shiver went through me. "Kolton," My eyes were wide and my face was flushed as he pushed up past my skirt and brushed his thumb between my legs. I moaned and actually arched into his hand, desperate for more.

"Fuck Lyss." 

"Excuse me!!!" Kolton pulled away to see one of the security guards banging on the door.

"Oh my god," I hid my head in my hand as he rolled down the window.

"What are you doing?" 

Kolton grinned and shrugged, "We're just on our way to detention."

"Detention huh? What did you do this time Vega?" 

"Oh you know."

The guy shook his head as if it were a joke between the two of them. How many times did you have to get in trouble before you became friends with the schools security guard?? "Get in there fast before my boss sees you were off campus during the day." 

He gave him a mock salute and hopped out of the car, walking over to where I was still sitting and opening the door for me too. "You were saying about not jumping at my touch?" He teased. 

I tried looking at him with a serious expression but felt myself grinning before I could catch it. That damn perfect smile of his was contagious.  "Oh sorry, I wasn't expecting you to slip your hand under my skirt on the first date," I teased back, still grinning at him like I couldn't resist. 

He grinned wide and quickened his pace to walk side by side with me, "So you're admitting that that was our first date?"

"Well you did kiss me..." I trailed off, hoping that I wasn't blushing at the thought of kissing him. What was going to happen if he actually got me naked?? Would my entire body blush?!

"It won't be the last time," He added in a cocky tone and I laughed. 

Shrugging my shoulders at him, I bit my lip, "We'll see."