The Bad Boy And The Mermaid

Warning?: Chapter gets a little hot ?

Hunter

This situation was as bad as a normal girlfriend finding your hands down another woman’s pants. Granted, Blue was far from normal, but she had a woman’s mind, body, soul. There was no doubt she would think like one too.

I had to thread through this situation very carefully. I didn’t want to hurt the mermaid’s feelings anymore than I’d already had.

I touched her hand and she pulled back abruptly like I’d poked her with a hot iron rod. I sighed. This was going to be harder than I imagined.

Hesitatingly, I brushed the locks of wet aqua hair away from her face and grazed her cheek with the back of my hand. “Sweetheart, please let me explain.” I whispered.

The downpour was the only sound with the wipers slashing away at the windshield. The trees whooshed, and there was the harsh wind indicating towards a storm. It was quite common to have storms in our town.

I took her silence as an invitation to keep talking. “What you saw there at the back of the cafe, it’s not what it seems like.”

She glared at me. “Not what it seemed like? You had your hand up her t-shirt, Hunter, and she was kissing your face.”

“Not my lips.” I corrected her.

“And that’s supposed to make me feel better?”

Okay, maybe Blue was not as naive as she led me on.

She continued. “You told me you were going to be late because you were getting held up with some work but turns out you were lying. What’s the plausible explanation for it?”

“The day you got lost at the mall, I had to leave early and Stella covered my shift in exchange for one date. I agreed, and I’m sorry for that.” I apologized. It was the most sincerest apology I’d ever given a girl in my life.

“It still doesn’t explain why your hand was up her shirt!” Blue pointed, making a pained expression. And it broke my heart. “Is it a game for you Hunter? Are you calling me your girlfriend because you want me to get laid with you?”

“Ryan told you that, didn’t he?” I clenched my hands hard on the steering wheel. “I’ll fucking kill him.”

I took deep breaths again, and counted to ten. I had these anger flashes all the time when my mind got fogged up with an urge to destroy something. I didn’t know how long I was thinking hard, I heard Blue’s soft voice calling out to me.

Blue was holding my face and talking to me softly. I instinctively pulled her closer and kissed the top of her head. “I was just taking the trash outside when she came up behind me. I didn’t realize when she took my hands and put them under her shirt, I swear to you, Blue. I was just about to tell her to stop but that’s when you walked in saw us.”

I watched as relief crossed her features. “Is that true? You didn’t touch her willingly?”

“No. Of course not.”

“Good.”

Suddenly, Blue seemed like this really mature girl, the kind that wouldn’t take nonsense from another girl who tried to steal her man. I wondered if one of my fantasies were talking.

I pulled my seat back, scooped her up from the seat and placed her in my lap. She didn’t protest so there wasn’t any need to hold back. Her lips came down on mine first in a soft caressing kiss and then turned headed a second later, she’d gotten a kissing expert after days of continuously kissing me, and boy, if it wasn’t sweet and sexy as hell.

Normally, it wasn’t like Blue to take any initiative, but today she was all possessive as her tongue entered my mouth. My fingers brushed at the edge of her blouse, but I wasn’t making any attempt at going further.

But as I said, Blue was acting bold. She took off her t-shirt and let it fall under the seat then she reached for mine and pulled it over my head. Truthfully, it was a little crowded in the car but I wasn’t complaining.

She took my palms and placed them on her breast’s. “Is this how you touched her?”

“Oh god, Sweetheart, please.” I warned her, “My hand just stayed there, nothing happened. I wasn’t even turned on.”

confused.

looking at you full clothed

on it. “This is what you

hand off my pants, groaning. “Jesus Christ,

I looked back at Blue, her breasts were almost spilling out of that lacy bra. Tentatively, I unhooked her

further

certainly

your back against the dashboard.” I told

me. I caught her right breast in my hand and squeezed it and she moaned. “Will it be alright if I take it in my

is all I needed. She cried in ecstasy when I tongue began doing a little exploring. She was panting loudly by

“So..” kiss.

“Fucking.” Kiss

“Beautiful” Kiss

a harsh tug it hurt my roots. “Do it again.”

sweetheart, not that

on my hair loosened

didn’t wanted to laugh when she was obviously so turned on but I

are you always

was cute how

reaction from you, I don’t know how you will

neck. Her Saphire blue eyes sparked in the dark in

rip her jeans and take her right here but no. I couldn’t do that to Blue. Her first would be

now, Blue but some other time.”

and the both of us were almost scared out of our skins. The knocking got a little more harder. Due to the fogged up windows, I couldn’t see

Blue’s body with mine and quickly snatched my t-shirt from the passenger seat and gave it to her since hers was lying at the foot of the car. “Wear this right now.” I

it’s your t-shirt,

on the

wear it, Blue! Don’t

didn’t mean to growl at her but I didn’t want anyone to see her

down the window, I cringed

me ruefully, “Getting yourself into trouble again, Brantley

doing god-knows what. Every time I ended up doing something stupid,

Brantley was a middle aged man probably in his starting forties with a beer belly

was

that for my Uncle’s growing envy for

Dad and problems were taken care of. Now that Dad had practically disowned me and

like Uncle Julius was watching and waiting until I did something wrong so he could call Dad and rub it in his face

had two kids, both of them having their own set of problems. His son, my cousin, Will was wasted most of the time and no one seemed to be arresting that meat-head so that explained

gaze flicked towards

if someone needed questioning, it was Blue for taking advantage of a guy two hundred

“She’s legal.” I said.

his eyes at me. “Son, are you

turned ice with

asked me that

“I’m clean.” I muttered.

attitude probably struck him strange, next thing he said. “Can I see your driving

really appreciate if you could do it

of your car,