So, J isn't going to be around so I guess I'm gonna fill in for her. And let me tell ya- we are gonna have fun!
Disclaimer: All rights go to Kip Moore- for this fun song- and Kelly Armstrong- for this excellent series.
Somethin' 'Bout A Truck by Kip Moore
Somethin' 'bout a truck in a farmer's field. A 'no trespass' sign, and time to kill. Nobody's gonna get hurt, so what's the big deal? Somethin' 'bout a truck, in a farmer's field.
I was in that place between awake and asleep and that was when everything began to piece together- the soft fabric beneath me, but uncomfortable flooring; my dry clothes, but wet hair; the clean smell, but the faint taste of beer in my mouth. And I regretted ever wanting to wake up.
"Of course," she giggled. "Anywhere with you, I trust you."
I pulled my truck out of the outer circle, pulling away from the bonfire party. The road was bumpy, but I knew a place that we could get away. It would be quiet there, almost no one came 'round that spot. So, I turned out of the empty field we had come to and onto the dirt road. The twisting turns lead us to a four-way stop, where I took the left turn. We bumped through the later hours to a field that was blocked by a rusting metal fence. i jumped out of my truck and pushed open the gate, making it so that I could pass through. I blatantly ignored the yellow sign off to the right, hidden poorly by some tall grass. In bold letters, it read:
NO TRESPASSING
I shrugged it off, and got back into my truck. We pulled through the high grass to a large cornfield. Smiling I lead the truck slowly into the high corn stalks, farther and farther into we could no longer see the grassy field we'd gone through. That was when I put the truck in park and got out, heading for the truck bed.
Somethin' 'bout beer sittin' on ice; after a long hard day, makes it taste just right. On taht dropped tailgate on a summer night; somethin' 'bout beer sittin' on ice.
Pulling down the tailgate, I heaved myself up into the truck bed where a navy cooler with a blue top sat. Grinning triumphantly, I pulled it from underneath the shelf and lifted the white top. There, sitting on tons of ice, was twelve bottles of beer. The back window of the truck opened, right above the shelf, and she popped her head out. I smiled and gestured at the bucket. She giggled and pulled herself through the window. I laughed at her technique of doing so and she stuck her tongue out at me.
I grabbed one of the beers from the cooler and sat down on the tailgate. Popping the top off, I took a swig and sighed contentedly.
And there's somethin' 'bout a girl in a red sun dress, with an ice cold beer pressed against her lips. In that farmer's field- will make a boy a mess- there's somethin' 'bout a girl in a red sundress.
The girl comes and sits beside me and as she pops open her own beer bottle, I look her over.
Reddish blonde hair falls in soft waves to her shoulders, pinned back at the sides. Her skin is pale, with a hint of tan and oh-so smooth looking. She's petite, with graceful curves and long legs that swing back and forth over the edge of the tailgate.
But what catches my attention is her dress. It's a simple sundress, but a foxy red, bringing out the red hues in her hair and bringing her playful blue eyes to life. She catches me watching her and she takes another swig from her beer before turning to bat her baby-blues at me. I grin back and lean in.
And there's somethin' 'bout a kiss that's gonna lead to more on that drop tailgate back behind the corn. The most natural thing you've ever felt before; there's somethin' 'bout a kiss that's gonna lead to more.
Her lips meet mine eagerly and she places her beer bottle down on the other side of her. I place mine beside me in favor of getting closer to continue the kiss. Her side is pressed against mine and I have one hand on her hip, the other in her hair. Both of her hands are locked around my neck, keeping her close so that I can't pull away- not that I'd want to anyone.
The faint taste of strawberries and the spice of beer are both on those perfect pink lips and I search for that taste within her mouth as well. She moans breathily, pulling herself even closer and swinging one leg over mine. I pull her up so that she's straddling me. Her hips grind against mine and it's mine turn to moan, which seems to turn her on as she pulls dominance on the kiss and takes her own time to explore. Her fingers thread through my hair and I feel something in my stomach, like liquid heat, just boiling there.
As I slowly pull us backwards so that I'm on my backside and she's on top, I know that I'm gonna have fun tonight.
And there's somethin' 'bout a truck in a field and a girl in a red sundress with an ice cold beer to her lips beggin' for another kiss. And there's somethin' 'bout you and me and the birds and the bees and- oh- have mercy; it's a beautiful thing. Ain't nothin' 'bout it luck, and somethin' 'bout a truck.
She giggles and pulls away. I open my eyes slowly to see hers playfully staring back at me. I squeeze her hips gently and she grinds them down on to me. I feel me eyes roll back and I hear another giggle, this one of delight at the fact that she's in charge.
Oh, not for long doll.
I roll us over, so that she's below me. She stares up at me in innocence and curiosity. I lean down and lead her into a forceful kiss, where she's completely spellbound and she moans quietly. I press my lips against hers harder and she gasps. I then remove my mouth from hers, making her whine at the loss of contact. I grin down at her and she pouts. I want to kiss it so bad, her full, rosy red lower lip just begging for attention, but I decide that I will find a different spot to make my mark- her perfect neck.
Kissing her jaw gently, I move slowly downwards. I nip right underneath her jaw and she bucks underneath me, a squeal escaping her lips as her nails dig into my shoulders.
"Derek," she moans out, and I bite the sensitive skin that connects her neck to her shoulder. I love the way my name rolls off her tongue, making that want increase in my stomach ten-fold.
Sucking at the bite mark, she buries her face in my hair as she moans, shivering under my touch. Her hands are now on my biceps and and she's digging crescents into the muscle. When I move away to see the mark, I feel pride swell in me. She'll be wearing that mark for awhile. I blow on it and she wiggles beneath me, obviously enjoying the warm air against her skin.
"Derek!" she whines, and this time I give her what she wants- I collide my lips with her needy ones.
Somethn' 'bout a creek around 2 a.m.- after a few of those beers, you wanna dive on in. You don't need no clothes, so just hand 'em on a limb. There's somethin' 'bout a creek around 2 a.m.
"Come on!" she giggles. I see the mark on her neck and I want to go back to what we were doing earlier. But she demanded that we do something else- play in the small creek she saw a couple miles back.
She swears that it runs through this area and I let her lead me from the corn field and into a small patch of woods- there is no way I can resist those blue eyes.
Suddenly, moon light glistens off something and she lets out an excited squeal when we find a mini waterfall and a small pool beneath- what makes the creek. I follow her to the edge and watch curiously as she lets go of my hand.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" she questions me, and pulls off her red sundress. I see underneath a white lace bikini underneath it. I'm slightly shocked at how prepared she came, and that's when I notice that she's where a bikini. Her sun-kissed skin is a soft porcelain and it simply glows with the moonlight reflecting off it. Giggling, she moves to the edge of the pool and jumps right in. "It's nice and cool!" she cries, resurfacing.
I laugh as she giggles, beginning to float in the water. I strip down to my boxers and jump into the pool after her. She laughs as she wipes water from her face. I join her, and when she's got her eyes closed, I splash her.
She cries out in shock, staring disbelievingly at me, and then I splash her again. With that, she catches on and splashes me back.
And there's somethin' 'bout a truck in a field and a girl in a red sundress with an ice cold beer to her lips beggin' for another kiss. And there's somethin' 'bout you and me and the birds and the bees, and- oh- have mercy; it's a beautiful thing. Ain't nothing 'bout it luck, and somethin''bout a truck.
We're both shivering by the time we get out, but the grins on our faces don't leave. Quickly, we toss on our dry clothes, not caring for our wet undergarments, and race back to the truck. She beats me by a hair, by I don't let her know that as she tries to brag and I shoot her down each time saying that I won.
"Whatever," she grumbles, before popping into another beer bottle. She takes a drink, before she begins to giggle. "Because you know I beat you!"
I roll my eyes at her and take a swig from my own bottle. "You wish," I retort.
"Keep a' tellin' yourself that!" she giggles. I shrug, and sit down. She sighs, before standing up on the bed of my truck and walking over to the back window above the shelf. I watch her, wondering what she's doing. When she leans in, I take a look at her butt because, what else was I suppose to do?
"Be a gentleman!" she hollers from inside and I snicker before turning my attention back to the sky. When she pulls herself out, I see that she's got my three emergency blankets. Laying two down on the bed of the truck, she lays down and pats the blanket beside her. I smile at her brilliant idea, laying down and curling against her back. She sighs and puts the blanket over us. I tug down around me and she pulls it to her front and we efficiently cover ourselves. I wrap one arm around her waist and close my eyes, the sweet scent of beer, the crisp scent of lake water and the enticing scent of strawberries send me into my dreams.
When I finally pry my eyes open, the first thing i see is a head of strawberry blonde hair. It's still slightly damp and smells faintly of lake water and beer, but strongly of strawberries. A sigh escapes the person who I have an arm wrapped around and that's when I realize it- I have no idea what their name is.
"G'mornin' D," the girl giggles, before sitting upright. "What the hell?" she exclaims, looking around her.
I sit up and see her alarmed blue eyes, causing me to immediately put a hand on her arm. "Calm down, I know where we are." I say with as much reassurance as I can.
"Oh my gosh," she grumbles, rubbing her temples. "What in that witch's name happened?"
"That witch's?" I ask in confusion.
"Witch, friend, Tori," she mumbles, continuing to rub her temples. "Take your pick, they all describe her."
"Wait, Tori?" I ask, suddenly very aware of the name. "As in Victoria Enright Tori?"
"Yeah," she says slowly, looking up at me cautiously. "How do you know that?"
I scowl and run a hand through my hair. "Oh, she is so gonna kill me."
"Why?" she asks, before realization dawns on her features. "Derek- you're her brother."
"Oh, yeah." I mumble, pulling my hand down my face. "She told me to stay away from you."
"Well then," she says, rolling her eyes. "She never told me to stay away from you."
"What?" I ask, suddenly very bewildered at her smirk.
"Last night was very fun," she murmurs seductively, biting her lip and looking up at me through half lidded eyes.
"Really?" Now, I'm downright confused.
"Mm-hmm," she says, rolling to her knees. "And I wouldn't mind having someone who made me feel that alive around."
"So, what?" I say quietly. "What are you saying?" Because if she's saying what I think she's saying, then I'm so not backing off.
"Well, I don't think I'm really saying anything." she says, before she presses those perfect pink lips to mine. I sigh at the contact, and wrap an arm around her waist, putting the other on the small of her back and keep her pressed against me. Her hands are locked around my neck as she keeps her chest pressed up against mine, her lips staying in sync with mine.
Oh, yeah. There's no way I'm leaving this girl alone.
"By the way," she pulls away breathlessly. "My name's Chloe."
Ain't nothin' 'bout it luck, and somethin' 'bout a truck.
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