Chapter 24: Kiss of Whipped Cream

KARA

As soon as Charlie realized we had replaced their air freshener with something a lot worse, they began to hunt us down.

I’d been running from Jason for the past fifteen minutes after Layla confessed it was skunk spray.

They ran after us in the process of ripping their shirts off in disgust and began to chase us, which was when we all scattered in the forest.

The only reason I was outrunning Jason was because he was still half asleep, and it was very dark out. Our only light source was the bright moon.

I had lost Layla and Jess, so it was me and a very pissed-off Jason running through the dark, eerie forest.

My breathing began to come out heavier. I was already beginning to get tired; I wasn’t exactly athletic like Jason.

“You covered my head in whipped cream!” the angry guy roared. I increased my speed, feeling a rush of adrenaline from the fear in my heart. I didn’t want to deal with his wrath.

“Actually, ~you~ put it on your head. I put it in your hands!” I shouted my reply over my shoulder, dodging a rock that I was about to trip over.

“You tricked us!”

“It’s called karma! Maybe you guys shouldn’t have—oh, fuck.” I stopped running after I took a wrong turn, ending up on the edge of a cliff.

The breeze was cool, relieving my flushed skin.

After working up the courage, I finally turned around to see Jason’s chest heaving up and down.

“I’m sticky,” Jason hissed, but I could see he was trying not to smirk at the fact that I was now trapped.

“What’s new?” was my automatic reply, and I bit down on my snarky tongue. Jason growled, which I happened to find ~very~ attractive, before he began walking toward me.

Panic coursed through me, and my legs ran around looking for somewhere to go. Everywhere I turned, Jason was there, ready to cut me off.

My eyes landed on a nearby tree that had branches low enough for me to climb.

~Yes!~ I ran for it.

Only as soon as I grabbed a hold of the lowest branch, Jason’s hand landed on my waist, whipping me around and pinning me to the tree.

Jason planted his hands on either side of my head, staring down at me with heavy pants.

My eyes met his, forcing them not to glance down at his naked torso.

“Kitten got caught.” The corners of his plump, pink lips twitched slightly before he leaned in.

My eyes widened, and my heart beat increased drastically. Was he finally going to kiss me?

Jason got closer, providing me a warm barrier, and tilted his head slightly to the left. I froze just as his lips brushed mine, and my eyes closed.

They flashed open when I felt something smooth and fluffy rub across my cheek.

The jerk had rubbed some of the whipped cream on me.

“You assh—” Jason covered my mouth with his hand.

My face flushed as a small ache formed in my heart. I actually thought Jason was going to kiss me, and I was going to kiss him back.

Now I was left to wallow in my embarrassment.

“I know you’re disappointed, but I’m not kissing you yet.” ~Yet.~ My heart fluttered at the promising word.

My mind wandered while Jason continued to talk about who knows what. The way we started off was horrible. I should’ve left him alone, but here I was, like a moth to a flame.

Jason was nothing like what I had originally pegged him for.

“Are you even listening to me?” Jason raised an eyebrow, his body still trapping me against the tree. The warmth radiating from him was comforting against the cool air.

“I’ve completely misjudged you.” Jason’s mouth hung open. I continued talking. “I’m sorry about that, by the way,” I mumbled, glancing down as I continued to think.

“You’re not as bad as I expected, maybe a bit more annoying and weird, but different than I expected.” I couldn’t help but internally cringe at how corny I sounded, but it had to be said.

My head turned back up to stare back at Jason. Only I was surprised when I saw so many emotions etched on his face: surprise, confusion, awe.

“Sometimes you can even be a litt—” Jason cupped my face in his hands and pressed his soft lips against mine.

My eyes widened at the sudden action, processing what was happening before fluttering shut.

Feeling confident, I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.

Jason seemed surprised at first, but then removed his hands from my face to grab my hips, pulling me so our bodies were completely pressed together.

A moan slipped from the back of my throat, turning the kiss passionate.

I soon ran out of breath and pulled away, panting hard.

To my surprise, Jason was just as out of breath as I was. His arms were on my waist, holding me tightly.

My arms looped around his neck. I opened my eyes to see that he was already staring at me.

“I like you, Kara. Be mine,” his husky voice said. My eyebrows shot up as I remembered his words from earlier.

Was ~that~ what he meant? Realization struck me as I understood the look of disappointment. I had told him not now.

Panic flashed across his face. Jason then tried to pull away, but I held on to him tightly while letting out a loud laugh. “Had to let you suffer for a minute.” I grinned at his bemused expression.

“I like you too. Sadly,” I mumbled the last part, but he heard.

Laughter rumbled through his chest. “Sadly? Don’t act like you didn’t like that kiss.” The gorgeous boy smirked down at me with darkened eyes that drove me wild.

“I wasn’t acting.” I rolled my eyes, clenching my thighs together. The kiss hadn’t failed to drive my hormones wild.

“Oh really?” Jason lowered his voice, shifting one hand from my hip to between my thighs. A sharp intake of breath slipped through my parted lips as he trailed his fingers everywhere but my clit.

“R-really.” My voice wavered, thick with lust. Fuck.

“What a shame.” Jason pulled his hand away. A whimper betrayed me; I wanted more of his touch. I clenched my jaw, frustrated in more than one way.

“Just say the word, kitten.” Jason’s lips landed on the corner of mine, teasing me. My breath came out shaky; I was ready to cave at any moment.

My eyes fluttered shut as he left a trail of kisses on the side of my neck. I moaned as he sucked lightly, pushing my hips toward his. Wetness pooled between my legs when I felt his hard cock dig into my hip.

Taking matters into my own hands, I pulled away from him, ripping my shirt over my head. Jason’s eyes darkened as they trailed over my naked breasts.

Closing the distance between us, he trapped me against the tree once again. My hand lowered, rubbing through his pants. A groan left his mouth, vibrating against the skin on my neck.

“Please,” I finally whispered, wanting to touch more of him.

In an instant, Jason dipped his fingers into my shorts, his rough fingers landing on my clit. A jolt of pleasure crashed through me, and I released a loud moan.

I needed his touch. Craved it. Was desperate for it.

My hips bucked as he continued rubbing circles with his thumb. Jason brought his lips back against mine, catching my moans in his mouth.

The feeling of his tongue against mine drove me wild. “More,” I moaned, grinding my clit against his fingers.

Jason rubbed his fingers between the slit of my lips, liberating them. “Is this acting too?” The husky words mimicked his actions, teasing.

I growled in frustration, roughly grabbing the hair on the nape of his neck. Jason chuckled before slipping two fingers inside me.

I moaned in bliss, the ache inside me instantly relieving as he curled his fingers against the sweet spot in my core.

The slow, sweet pumps began to turn into quick, rough ones as my moans came out louder, pushing me closer to the edge.

My chest heaved as I breathed heavily, relishing his touch. Jason lowered his mouth to one of my nipples, sucking as I gasped in pleasure.

My body was overwhelmed with bliss. The combination of his fingers curling into me and his warm mouth on my sensitive nipple felt sensational.

“I’m gonna cum,” I moaned as he bit down softly, pushing me over the edge. My core tightened and shook around his fingers, cumming hard.

Wave after wave of pleasure rocketed through me, releasing any previous tension. My body was in ecstasy.

Once my moans turned into heavy, ragged breathing, Jason slipped his fingers out. I watched with wide eyes as he brought them to his lips, tasting my release.

Once he pulled his fingers away, he said, “You’re gonna be the death of me.”