Page 13 of The P*ssy Next Door

Willa burst into peals of laughter, drawing looks from the other patrons. I couldn't even be mad, not with how light and free her humor was. She reached over to dab at the spots on my jeans with her napkin, still giggling.

I grabbed her wrist and held her hand in place about two centimeters from my dick, both wanting her to touch me and knowing better than that. “Willa.”

The words I wanted to say, that she shouldn't touch me there right now, wouldn't come out. It was only her name, and that was a strained whisper.

“Hayes.” She was still smiling, but there was a sultry twinkle in her eyes and her voice was just a whisper too. “Maybe we should get you home and out of those pants.”

“Yeah, that's an excellent idea.” I pulled out my wallet and threw a hundred dollar bill on the table. That should cover the food and the mess.

Willa grabbed my hand and pulled me back out to the car so fast, you'd think she was on fire. I certainly was. Thank goodness it was a super short ride back to my place. Not that I had a game plan for this. The stuff I'd been studying must have been old-fashioned as shit, because it implied there wouldn't be any action until date three at the earliest.

I hadn't even read up on the first kiss yet. Damn it. I called upon my ancestors to bestow upon me natural skill and ability to kiss the daylights out of a girl.

I'd planned to romance her, woo her, court her, so she could fall… well, maybe not in love with me, but at least in lust. Whatever it was we were doing now was a whole hell of a lot more fun. She made my head spin, and I didn't know whether I loved it or wanted to throw up from being on her roller coaster ride.

No one in my life was like Willa.

I pulled into the driveway in front of my house, and before I even turned off the car, she twisted, rolled across the bench seat, and straddled my lap. I was too stunned to warn her about getting her pants messy on the leftover condiments on my crotch.

“Good thing you have such long legs, or I'd have a steering wheel up my ass.” She wiggled said ass and honked the horn, which had her laughing again. I loved how much she smiled and laughed when she was with me.

I'd tell her so, but I was apparently having an out-of-body experience, because I couldn't move or talk or breathe or think with her on my lap.

Willa cupped my face between her palms and leaned in, brushing her lips across one of my cheekbones, which ignited my face to the temperature of lava, then glanced at me and smiled like the Cheshire Cat before she pressed her lips to the other side. “I like you, Hayes Kingman.”

“I like you too, a hell of a lot.”

“I can tell.” She ran her teeth over her bottom lip. “Unless that's a football you've got in your pants.”

It was not.

“Have you ever done this before?” I don't know why I blurted that out, and I knew it was a mistake the second it hit my lips.

“Had sex in the front seat of a car?” She grinned and shook her head. “No. Have you?”

“I've...” Shit, was I supposed to admit I'd never had sex in a car or anywhere else? This was the one instance in my life I was not the head of the class. I wasn't ready for this. I hadn't studied how to please a woman in bed yet. I thought I'd have more time.

But if this was what Willa wanted, I was ready to learn on the job. So I didn't say anything and simply shook my head.

She stared deep into my eyes, all the way to my soul, and then blinked a few times. “Oh. You, sweet, sweet man.”

Fuck.

Everything in Willa's body language and face changed. She moved off my lap and opened the car door on her side.

Fucking fuck fuckity fuck fuck.

I got out too, my mind racing through scenarios to assure her I was not some inexperienced simp who wouldn't be able to get her off. Willa tipped her head to the side and frowned,jerking her head toward the living room windows. “My cat's here again.”

I was buying cat treats for that cat, because this was my way back in, or rather how to get her to come inside where I could redouble my efforts, but on my turf. I shrugged and tried hard to keep the smile off my face. “Oh no. How does he keep getting in?”

“I swear that cat is part ninja.” Willa wrinkled her nose and waited for me to open the door.

“Be careful, he's...” I watched Willa take in the line of gaming chairs, multiple monitors, and stacks of consoles carefully placed in position for our weekly live streams. My not so grownup side was on full display for her. Maybe this whole idea of having her on my turf wasn't so smart after all.

“You guys have a pretty intense setup. You and your brothers play a lot?” Willa said, giving me a sidelong glance.

I rubbed the back of my neck. “Uhh yeah. The twins, Isak, and I live stream games together sometimes.”