"What am I wearing?"
POV: Emma. Friday game day. Play Song!!! 😘
Our passion and sexual tension for one another was increasing every hour, every minute, and every second of the day.
Tucker Knox was like an addictive sensual piece of candy I couldn't get enough of.
This was the most intense relationship, well the only relationship, I've ever been in. But that didn't matter I hadn't ever had a boyfriend before. Tucker was worth the waiting because our souls connected here in Texas for a purpose. Our relationship felt as if we were the only ones who had ever experienced this heated love affair.
I couldn't believe it took me seventeen years and 4,745 miles (I looked up the distance) to find the love of my life. The love of my life? At 17? Yes, Emma. My heart and mind were screaming that this was love and we both felt it erupting out of our bodies.
My loins craved him traveling rapidly throughout my body aching for his touch. This love was an intoxicating powerful force I had no control over. I embodied him like a drug and we hadn't even kissed yet.
He started waiting for me every morning before school leaning on his motorcycle patiently smoking a cigarette.
I pulled in and saw him while parking my car. I wanted to run into his arms every time I saw him but I kept my composure.
He saw me walking up to him and put out his cigarette digging it into the concrete ground.
He grabbed my hand pulling me into his amazing body once more making me squeal. He smelled my hair moaning and whispered into my ear while wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I had a dream about you last night," Tucker darkly raptured into my ear making my entire body shake and go numb.
"You did?" I leaned back looking into his big sexy green eyes getting lost in his trans he had on me.
"Huhh, hmm," he intentionally lingered rubbing my back with his big hands all the while staring at me like he wanted to devour me.
"I better not tell you what we were doing because I don't want to embarrass you Emma." He dirtily smiled and winked at me.
"Oh before I forget I've got something for you." Tucker announced. He was unzipping his bag sitting on top of his motorcycle and my stomach dropped with butterflies fluttering with anticipation wondering what exactly he had for me and what exactly were we doing in that dream of his? Tucker was extremely sexy and mysterious. I wanted to know everything about him but I knew he would let me into his world more on his own terms when he was ready.
Tucker pulled out some sort of white and red jersey. He handed it to me and asked "Will you wear my jersey today?" He sweetly drawled.
"Sure Tucker. But why? What is it for?"
He sweetly smiled telling me how much he loved my British accent and explained to me the schools tradition.
"It's tradition here on game days that the girlfriends of the players wear their boyfriends jersey with their names and numbers on the back. They also will wear them to the games too." Tucker was so proud I could hear the excitement in his deep delicious voice. I lifted the jersey up and saw the back of it.
Knox
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"Oh Tucker I would be honored." I pulled his jersey over my head and tied the corner of it on my hip because it was huge.
"Well?" I asked him raising both my palms up and turned around in a circle for him to see the full picture.
"Emma you are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life." He paused and grabbed my waist to pull me into his warm body again.
"You ran into me like a Mack truck that first day in the hallway and I knew from the first time I looked at you that you were the one. I knew I had to have you. I wanted you. I needed you. And now I've got you." Tucker impeccably finished his speech to me making me hungry for him.
We stood there in each other's arms and he leaned in slightly then that god damn bell rang.
"I am yours Tucker and you are mine." I declared and it was all I could do to not try to kiss him. He kissed my cheek and feeling his luscious lips on my face was such a tempting premonition for what was to come for us.
We walked to Mr. Binns class hand in hand.
Apparently we were the talk of the school about our new relationship blossoming and spreading around like wildfire.
Wearing his jersey also showed off our new love and I felt publicly branded as his own. I completely ate it all up.
At lunch he told me he'd look for me in the stands at the game. He kissed my cheek goodbye and all I could think about was when he was finally going to kiss me. When was he finally going to give me my first kiss? I'd never kissed anyone before and I was overwhelmed with lust and happiness that Tucker would the one to fulfill that rite of passage for me.
The last school bell rang and it was finally the weekend. I rushed to my car to go home and figure out what outfit I was going to wear to the party tonight since I already had this outfit planned for the game thanks to Tucker.
I had already unlocked my car door and opened it to get in when I heard a girl call my name from behind me so I turned back around to see who it was.
"Emma right?" It was the curly blonde haired girl that had been so rude to me. Tucker's ex girlfriend, Jeanie. Her voice matched her annoying attitude mixed with a high pitched sarcastic tone.
"The names Jeanie. I just wanted to warn you about Tucker. He's a playboy. You better watch yourself." Jeanie gloated with a nasty grin that made her look even more like a scary witch.
"Well I guess I'll just have to figure that out for myself now won't I, Jeanie?" I didn't back down and even stepped forward to prove to her she wasn't winning this battle.
Jeanie rolled her eyes and quickly backed off turning around flipping that curly fake blonde hair of hers.
"What the bloody hell was that all about?" I questioned myself aloud.
I put it in the back of my mind and climbed into my car to hurry home. I had more important things to worry about. Like when was Tucker going to kiss me and what outfit would drive him more wild to do so?
It's alright! It's ALRIGGHT!! Lol stay tuned y'all to see what happens next! Is he going to kiss her finally in the next chapter??😍😘🤔
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