Two Blue Lines (Crossing The Line #1) by SC Montgomery

Author:SC Montgomery [Montgomery, SC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-10-09T23:00:00+00:00

Well, Homecoming was an epic fail. The game, anyway. We were annihilated by the Panthers 42-7. But, hey, Mel didn’t show up to torment me, so it wasn’t a total loss. And Robin was cute. Curly, blond hair. Busty in a way that was hard to ignore.

After the game, the girls were all giggly and Chloe clung to Jonah’s waist. “Y’all wanna go get something to eat?”

He glanced at me. I shrugged. I could always eat.

So we split up into separate cars since he’d borrowed his dad’s truck, him and Chloe in his, Robin and me in mine. Then we all hit the Jack in the Box and headed to Surfside beach.

We ate our tacos and burgers under the stars in the bed of Jonah’s truck while the girls got gigglier and Robin pulled out a little bottle from her purse.

“What’s that?” Jonah asked when she offered him a sip.

“Happy juice,” she said with a grin.

He drank and sputtered. “Vodka?”

She laughed and drank after him then passed it to Chloe, then me. I hesitated only a moment. I didn’t want to look like a wimp after all. I took a healthy chug. Shit, it burned. They all laughed at my pained expression.

Eventually, as we passed the little bottle round and round, the pain eased, both in my throat, and in my chest. My heart ached a little less, the edges of my vision blurred pleasantly as my insides warmed.

Robin leaned into me, her breasts pressing against my arm. She blinked up at me.

“What?” I said.

“I asked if you liked Jimi Hendrix. His music is like pure Heaven to me,” she murmured, her breath brushing my cheek, smelling of liquor.

I shrugged. “Yeah. I guess.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jonah and Chloe making out hot and heavy, his hand brushing under her shirt. Her moan reverberated in the humid night.

Robin glanced over. “Wanna give them a little privacy?”

I nodded and lumbered clumsily out of the truck. I turned to help her down, and she let her body slide down mine. She stared up at me, her eyes shining brightly in the moonlight. Behind us, the sounds of kissing mixed with the rushing of the waves and somehow fueled the alcohol riding my veins.

She threaded her fingers through my hair and pressed against me in a bold invitation.

And I accepted.

I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers, spearing her mouth with my tongue. She groaned and writhed against me, springing my long-neglected body to life.

I grabbed her hand and tugged her toward the car. We tumbled into the backseat, a tangle of limbs and fevered ripping off of clothes.

Release. My body was screaming for release.

I don’t know if I kissed her again. I didn’t talk. I simply took.

Once I had her naked, I yanked my own jeans down as she fumbled a condom from her purse. My fuzzy brain wondered in strange detachment why she’d have a condom with her, at the same time registering the glint of the diamond in her belly button ring.

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