Gabriel pulls into the parking lot of the school and cuts the engine, bringing my hand up to his lips.
“I’m not gonna take my eyes off you all night. I know I gotta watch my hands, Lord knows your daddy might show up but my eyes...they’re gonna be glued on you, countin’ down the minutes until I can hold you in my arms again.”
He kisses each knuckle and then slides his hand to the back of my neck, pulling me close for a kiss. I swear I feel a zap when our lips touch. His tongue slides into my mouth and I slowly move closer, resting my hand on his thigh, so close to where I actually want to touch him.
“Mmm Charlotte, these pants don’t gimme much room to hide my big boner. Don’t go rilin’ me up,” he laughs, putting his hand on mine to stop me from touching him.
“We better get inside then, because I’m pretty sure I can convince you to put this bad boy back in drive and take me to the outskirts of town if I wanted to,” I whisper against his lips.
“Dammit, Charlotte. Alright, you’re right, let’s go before I change my mind and take the chance gettin’ my ass shot off.”
I laugh as he gets out of the truck and walks around to my side to open my door. He takes my hand in his as we walk inside the school and to the gymnasium.
“Look how cute y’all look,” gushes our friends Mikey and Caryann.
Gabriel slaps Mikey on the back and motions for him to walk over and grab us some drinks.
“Y’all ready for Teddy’s house tonight? It’s gonna be a blast. I heard his parents are leavin’ for the night,” Caryann whispers.
“Are they? Crap, was that movin’ around town fast? I’m surprised my parents didn’t know about that,” I grumble.
“Nah, I just heard it from Mikey. He said Teddy just told them over by the punch bowl.”
I let out a breath and feel a strong hand on my back and a glass of punch in front of my face.
“For my lady, with a little extra kick,” Gabriel whispers in my ear.
“Gabe, you know what alcohol does to me,” I whisper back with a smirk.
“Exactly,” he says back with a devilish smile of his own.
The banquet goes fast, as we dance the night away, getting pushed apart a couple times by the teachers, of course. My feet are numb by the time we stumble back to Gabriel’s car.
“Did you drink? You can’t drive your truck, Gab,” I say, grabbing his tie.
“I didn’t drink. I got precious cargo in my truck, baby cakes. You enjoy yourself tonight, I’m just gonna get drunk on your love,” he laughs, pushing me into the side of his truck.
His lips land on mine and his hand grips my hip, deepening our kiss as I feel his hard length grow in between us.
“We gotta find a spot to park your truck or get to Teddy’s fast and lock ourselves in a room. I’m dyin’ for you, Gabe. I want you so bad,” I pant against his lips.
I reach between us and squeeze him through his dress pants and he groans, slamming his hand on the side of the truck above my shoulder.
“Shit, Charlotte. I want you so bad. Hurry up, get in the truck.”
He slaps my butt as he opens the door and I hop inside, giggling as I watch him run around the front of his truck.
“Eager, buddy?”
“When you got a monster wantin’ outta his cage and a pretty little thing in the front seat of your truck teasin’ him, you’d be eager too, baby cakes.”
I laugh and let out an embarrassing snort as he starts the truck again. We sing along to the radio and before I know it, we're in front of Teddy's house and Gabriel comes around to help me out of the truck.
We walk towards the house and as soon as the front door opens we're greeted with chaos.
"Junior Banquet night bitchessss," yells Teddy, handing us both a red solo cup.
I lift it up and Gabe takes it from my hands.
"Don't...drink that. God knows what's in it. I got a flask in my jacket if you want, don't drink anything here."
I smile at him, and suddenly, I'm pushing him into the wall, lunging for his lips. I move mine against his then drop to his neck, sucking on a spot until it’s purple and pop off.
"I want you so bad," I whisper before I bite the lobe of his ear.
"Tell me your secret," says a voice from behind us.
I turn quickly and fall against Gabriel's chest as he steadies me. Samuel, a boy from my Math class that doesn't understand the phrase, "I have a boyfriend", rolls his eyes at us.
"What did you say?" Gabriel snaps.
"What's your secret? Everyone in this town is tryna figure out what the fuck she sees in you. She's too good for you," he spats.
"Samuel!" I gasp. "Mind your own damn business!"
I pull on Gabriel's tie to go upstairs but Samuel doesn't stop.
"Gold diggin' her way to your future MLB career? Or she feels bad for her childhood friend loser that only has baseball goin' for him? Or is it that she can only handle small dicks!" Samuel laughs.
The party suddenly goes quiet and I grip Gabriel's tie tighter.
"He ain't worth it, Gabe. Let's go upstairs," I say softly, putting a hand on his chest.
He shakes his head, walking down a few steps and grips the railing.
"I hear her name come from your lips again and I'll fuckin' rip them off and make you choke on them, got it?"
His tone is menacing and Samuel nods silently.
"Anyone else have somethin' to say about me and Charlotte?" he yells.
Everyone starts shaking their heads, mumbling no's and sipping their drinks. He turns back to me, grabbing my hand and we walk back up the few steps to the second floor.
Gabriel opens a few doors before he finds a room that's empty and guides me inside.
As soon as the door is closed I'm pushed against it, Gabriel's hand landing above my shoulder against the door.
"I'm sorry I lost it I just...am sick of people sayin' that. Are you...sure you wanna be with me, Charlotte? They're all right, ya know. You're way too good for me."
His gaze bores into mine, searching for an admission.
"No way," I say without hesitation. "They're not right at all. I love you, Gabriel. I wanna be with you no matter what. Samuel is wrong, I'd be with you even without ball. I don't care what anyone says, I love you, okay?" I say cupping his cheeks.
He closes his eyes and buries his face into my palm and smiles.
"Way too good for me, baby cakes. Way too good."
He presses his lips against mine again and this time we don't stop. He reaches behind me and locks the door as he inches my dress up, cupping my butt in his hands.
He lifts me, spinning us as he walks over to a couch in the corner of the room. He sits, moving me on his lap so his erection is rubbing against me.
"Condom in my jacket pocket," he pants.
I nod and reach into his jacket as he kisses up and down my neck. He grips my butt harder, moving my underwear to the side and touches my wet center.
He groans, bringing his fingers up to his lips and I freeze, watching him lick them.
"I...you…"
"Delicious, baby cakes. We have two hours until curfew, I'm gonna take my time with you. I need to be inside you right now though, I'll taste you after and then take you again," he says kissing my collarbone, dipping down my dress strap. "And then again," he says kissing a little lower, "and again."