The Pass (Smart Jocks #5) - Rebecca Jenshak Page 0,32

he’s caressing my neck. “Except I want to own your body like you own my heart.”

He’s still, blue eyes darkening and waiting for a response. For the second time, I make the move. This time, though, he’s in control from the second my lips land on his. Tanner makes a gruff noise deep in his throat. His tongue sweeps into my mouth and the hand at my neck holds me in place as he kisses me deeply and passionately.

An ache, so deep and constant I’m not sure it can ever be soothed, throbs inside of me. I shift so that I’m straddling him. My skirt inches up on my thighs leaving nothing but the lacy material of my panties to rub against his jeans. We both groan and our kisses become frenzied and manic. I might be on top, but he has total command.

I’ve always loved Tanner’s hands, but never more than when they’re holding me in place. One at my neck, the other at my waist, his touch is gentle enough not to hurt but strong enough to distinguish this from the millions of other touches we’ve shared before now.

I grind into his hard erection. His hips roll underneath me, and my head falls back. He leaves hot, warm open-mouth kisses along my collarbone and neck.

He mumbles something but the words are lost to the sensation. More. One word that sums up my current existence. I want more—need it, now and from him.

“Babe?”

“Hmm?”

“I said, I want to take you out. Do this right.”

“Dating is for getting to know one another. We already know each other every way but one. Let’s get naked.” I climb up higher so that I’m basically fucking him through his jeans and push my breasts into his face.

His big hands come to my waist and hold me still. His dick twitches between us and I can see the knit of frustration on his face as he holds back. “I want a do-over. All the things I should have done the first time. Real dates where you dress up for me and I tell you how beautiful you are. I want to woo the fuck out of you.” He lifts me off his crotch and sets me on a less bulge-y and far less fun part of his lap.

“Woo me while you fuck me.”

He smiles that cocky smirk that tells me he’s made up his mind no matter how much his body tells me otherwise. “That too, but first, I owe you five dates.”

13

Tanner

I totally forgot about Datson coming up today when I decided to cockblock myself and take sex off the table until after I’ve taken Sydney on five dates. I woke up to my buddy pounding on the front door at noon ready to get out on the lake which puts a wrench in my plan for date number one.

Sleep was fitful and the blue balls I went to bed with were super distracting, so I planned out all five dates. They’re epic. One plus of dating Sydney now instead of two years ago is how much more I know about her.

My dick aches to finally get inside of my best friend, but I meant what I told her… I want to do it right. Not many people get a do-over so I’m going to guess a triple-over is even rarer. I’m not going to need a third try though. I’m getting it right this time.

I can hear the shower going in Sydney’s bathroom as Datson and I pack the cooler.

“Jonah’s having a party tonight and Ollie’s down this year too.” I toss in a half-empty bottle of Malibu and a couple of cans of Coke.

“I’m so stoked to be here. Two weeks at home sweating my ass off working on the farm with my dad and brothers and I’m ready for school to start.”

“Did you tell them you’re not planning to work there after graduation?”

“Nah, not yet. I don’t want to listen to them lecture me for the rest of the summer about letting down the family.” He rolls his eyes.

The Datson family owns a farm not far from here and despite his brothers all wanting to stay and help run it, my buddy still feels pressure to go back after graduation. I think if he knew what he wanted to do instead, his family would be more understanding. All he does seem to know is it isn’t farming.

I’m hardly one to talk since I’m struggling to make a decision about my own