*A note from Me ~ First, let me give a huge THANK YOU to all of you who have stuck by and waited patiently. Life got a little crazy for me and I need to step back and take a break. When I was ready to get back to writing, my muse had other his own things he wanted to talk about. Thankfully, I was able to get this chapter out of him and hopefully he will continue to talk to me and you are still willing to read. ❤
Setting the book down on the ottoman in front of her, Stephanie stretched her arms up over her head as she glanced at the digital time display on the cable box. It had been unusually quiet for far too long that she needed to go check on her brothers. Pushing herself up off the couch she started down the long hall towards the family room. Opening the door Jake quickly pressed his fingers to his lips and motioned to the spot on the floor in front of the television. Romeo was asleep, his feet up in the air resting against the wall with his game controller still in his little hands. Shaking her head she tapped her watch and backed out of the room. With her brothers accounted for she tip-toed down the hall the to the nursery. Lily wasn’t due up for a couple of hours still, but she decided to give her peek. Laying one hand gently on the door, she slowly pushed the door she had left ajar. The room was mostly dark bathed in the softly dimmed light coming from the night light. She leaned against the door jamb and watched as Lily slept soundly with her little thumb nestled gently between her lips. The vibrating phone in her back pocket had her backing out of the room and closing the door softly behind her.
“Hey,” she whispered into her phone.
“You missed a great show.”
“Rub it in Ben, why dontcha.”
“I’m not talking about South Side. I’m talking about the after show.”
“What after show? I didn’t know there was one.”
Confused, Stephanie stopped just short of the spot on the couch she left mere minutes ago as her phone buzzed once again. This time, it was with an incoming text from the person who just told her to hang on. “Ben”
“Just look at it.” he said.
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Before she ducked to get in the front seat, he held her back by the forearms and leaned in, pressing a soft kiss just under her ear. He didn’t pull away immediately, his lips hovering just above her sweaty skin. “Think you can behave for the ten minutes it will take me to get us home.”
She felt her stomach knot in unadulterated excitement from his raspy words. “I can’t promise.” she pushed back into him.
“Behave.” He warned, his voice so husky. “And get in the car.”
For the next few minutes, Ari listened to him and obeyed. But as he turned onto Ocean Ave something stirred within her. It might have been the way the wind blew his hair or the smell of skin. She turned her head slightly to study him and the obvious bulge in his pants. Clearly, he was thinking the same as her. Without warning, she extended her hand and cupped him.
“Fuck, Ari.” The car swerved slightly into the other lane before he righted it. “Do you not know the meaning of behave?”
“I do. I just chose not to.” Her hand started rubbing him through his jeans. Up, down, up down.
“Ari. Stop, we’re...almost home.” His words said stop, but his dick didn’t and as her grip became firmer he found it impossible to concentrate. Jerking the wheel he turned into the parking lot. Surveying the empty lot for the first suitably dark and empty area away from the street to pull into. He barely had time to throw the car in park and shut the engine before she was settled in his lap.
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“Are you done yet?” Stephanie asked as she plopped down on the couch.
“Oh, c’mon Steph, this is funny as shit.”
“For you maybe, but not me. Who else saw?”
“You mean besides me, Josh and Katie.”
“Told you, you should have come with us.”
“Don’t remind me.” she pulled up his text again and stared. “And you’re positive they didn’t see you?”
“Ahhh, they were pretty occupied to notice me, let alone anybody else.”
“La la la la la. I don’t want to hear it again. Bye, Ben”
Stephanie ended the call and tossed her phone next to her. She was mortified. Of all the things to have happen, it had to be this. Parentals! Always lecturing her up the whazoo about the rights and wrongs. How she's a product of them and how she present herself is a reflection on them. Yet, give them a night out for few drinks and fun and they lose their ever loving minds.
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A throaty moan escaped his lips as her teeth grazed his adam’s apple. “Babe, ya gotta come up for air.”
“Whatsamatter...” she purred, placing tiny kisses on the marks she just left, “too much for ya?”
Jon felt his competitive spirits valiantly struggle to rise up and push through arousal. Setting both hands on her hips, he let his calloused fingertips scratch trails lightly up and down the flash of bare skin. “Oh baby, you know I can go all night.”
“Then what’s your problem.”
“The kids.” his words stumbled as the cool touch of her hands slip down the back of his jeans.
Her words and actions gave Jon a clue, but it was the wicked look in her eyes that told him just how much trouble he was in. Reaching behind his back he turned the knob and opened the door.
“Then let’s move this party inside, more specifically, the shower, ‘cause I have sand in places I want you to wash.”
“Oh! My! God! Eww! Gross!!” Stephanie screeched. “I can’t ever un-hear that...EVER!”
“Stephanie,” They both startled at the sight of her standing in the dark with her arms crossed tightly against her chest, “What are you doin’?”
“I was waiting for you, but, clearly now, I wish I hadn’t.”
“ Lily wasn’t giving you trouble or anything?” Ariana asked.
“Ah, no. I would have called you if she was. Not that you would’ve come up for air to even notice the phone vibrate.”
“Then, why are you standing here in the dark..”
Exhaling in frustration she swiped her thumb across her phone bringing it to life. Once she found what she needed she shoved the phone at her father with disgust.
Jon didn’t even try to hide his grin as he took the phone from his daughter. Instead, he let out a triumphant grunt and handed it over to his wife, so she could see.
“I mean, really dad. Of all the things. Do you know how embarrassing it was to get a text from your best friend with a picture of your father groping his wife up against a wall like a pair of horny teenagers.”
“Hmm…” Jon took another look at the phone, “kinda looks like I was the gropee.”
“Daaaad!!!! I’m being serious here!”
Whaa?” he laughed. “It’s true.”
“Go ahead make jokes.”
“C’mon Steph. We aren’t doing anything wrong. Who sent you that anyway?”
“Ben. He was there, along with two of my other friends. As a matter of fact, if I didn’t offer to babysit I would have been there as well. Thank GOD for small favors.” she huffed.
“It’s not that big of a deal.”
“Jon, she sorta has a point,” Ari interjected. “What if some news reporter caught us?”
Jon’s eyebrows inched into his hairline. “Dontcha think it’s a little late for you to be worrying about that?”
“Watch it buster,” Ari swung a playful hand at the back of his head.
“Can I please have my phone back. I need to go wash my eyes and ears out with some bleach.” Before handing it back, Jon’s fingers moved swiftly along the phone. “Dad, did you just text yourself?”
“Damn straight! That right there is some really good blackmail ammo.”
Ariana shook her head and offered her step-daughter a sympathetic smile. “Say goodnight, Jon.”
“Goodnight, Jon,” he said and kissed his daughter’s cheek. “Oh, hey, tell Ben I said nice work.”
Ugggg! Stephanie grunted all the way to her room.