Chapter 15: I Wish a Compensation.
Cruz laughed after a comment from Jackson where they both felt ridiculous, sitting across from each other at that small round kitchen table, drinking a simple herbal tea, so elegantly dressed.
It had been a humorous moment, and very... nice.
-Hey, tea that simple is very elegant in some countries. - He said.
-It's true, it's true. - The girl continued laughing. -Oh? -
Suddenly, she stopped, realizing something, she couldn't believe she was enjoying this conversation, at that moment, this was strange.
"But, he's the enemy."
-Suddenly so serious? Is something wrong? - The young man asked curiously.
-Nothing is wrong. What could happen? - She smiled, answering almost immediately.
-Weird girl... - He said gratuitously, taking the last sip of tea.
-Idiot... - She returned, erasing the smile, changing it for an annoyed expression.
Although... Deep down it sounded like it didn't matter, it was like the insults didn't affect them right now, it felt like... they were telling him that because they had nothing else in their repertoire.
"I feel fine." Cruz thought, inside yes, everything was fine.
She noticed Jackson looking at the time on his mobile phone.
-Well then, since I see you're feeling better, I'm going back to the hotel... it's very late, thanks for the tea. - He said, and stood up.
-Oh, it's true. - She looked at the clock on the wall of her kitchen. - It's late, I'll walk you to the door. - She seconded the action.
They both arrived at the entrance in an instant, Cruz's house was not very big, it was like a small one-story apartment, located almost at the end of the town.
Jackson turned the doorknob, making sure he had his car keys, cellphone, and wallet in his pockets, before leaving.
-I promise I'll make it up to you, Ramirez, but don't expect me to let you win next season. – He focused his gaze on hers.
-Don't say it twice, I already know that. –
The young man smiled at her, but not with disdain, but as a sincere gesture.
She blushed... what a... nice smile...
-Hey... Storm... - Called with a hint of anxiety.
- What? –
-C- Can I have a hug before you go? – She asked. – As compensation... –
He laughed.
- Is this some kind of trap? Do you really want that as your compensation? –
And a snort of annoyance was heard before she shouted...
- Okay, forget it! I don't even know why I asked you, when a very expensive dinner could have been the best... - Embarrassed, she looked away. - Weren't you leaving? –
-Of course... - He made a half smile and approached her, surrounding her with his arms, in a warm hug. - …Goodbye. -
She opened her eyes surprised, maybe he asked her for that time when he hugged her near the school where she trained, honestly, it was great, just like now...
She wasn't joking when she said it was as comfortable as her pillow.
On impulse, Cruz closed her eyes enjoying that, when her arms seemed to automatically move, hugging his torso.
She dared to breath discreetly the perfume on his body, it was so delicious, pleasantly masculine. She took advantage of every second of that position.
"Don't go..."She thought... making that hug a little tighter.
-Jackson... –
She called him by his name… in a soft tone of voice, as if his name had always been hers.
- Yes? - He didn't expect anything, but she thought Cruz was being very receptive, physically.
-Don't go... - She whispered, opening her penetrating brown eyes, staring into his.
-Why? - He spoke softly, lowering his head slightly, until his forehead touched hers.
-I-I don't know... but, I don't want you to go. - Confessed, blushing at his gesture, in which their noses also touched.
No, it wasn't to replace that strange feeling she had for her boss, this was different, she didn't even understand it herself, but what was she doing? And why was he playing along?
Was he doing it on purpose? Did he want the same thing? Did he feel the same thing? Was it another joke from him?
No idea, this was so strange. Her heart was beating so fast, like when a sports car's engine roared, it was pure adrenaline.
And without wanting it, or maybe yes... Her lips were already resting on his and he didn't mind.
Moving on and both of them were trapped in a deep and passionate kiss.
"True love and a momentary whim are two very different things..."
What was going on? Why did she ask him like that? Didn't they hate each other?
Was it really a sexual tension that had been going on for a long time and they didn't want to admit it?
Again... What was going on?
Too many questions, it was a dizziness between so many questions and that exquisite kiss so warm for both of them.
Without thinking too much, guided by Cruz, they arrived hugging and between small kisses, without saying a word, to her bedroom, which, at that time, was dark, stepping over the mess she made with the clothes, hours ago.
That didn't stop them...
In less than five minutes, they were stripping off all their clothes, helping each other to take everything off desperately.
Suddenly, completely naked they caressed each other, lying on the young woman's bed.
Is this real?
And then what?
Even though Cruz continued to have many doubts, she was enjoying it.
Although at one point she stopped kissing him to catch her breath and look into his eyes, panting slightly as a sentence formed.
- Jackson? Be gentle, please... – She looked up at him, as he was on top of her. With her hands she gently ran over the guy's back.
- Calm down, don't think too much... - He whispered, caressing Cruz's hair, which was becoming messy from being straightened and braided.
She nodded and let herself go, letting his caresses fill her with new sensations.
As in the beginning, feeling the touch of her breasts against Jackson's muscular chest, he taking the dominant part, where he lowered his lips to the girl's neck, kissing and biting lightly.
His fingers gently played with the girl's rosy nipples, while she timidly separated her knees, giving him permission to her intimacy by surrounding her lover's waist with her legs. She could feel his excited manhood nearby, touching, brushing her vaginal lips, like a desperate plea to be inside her.
Then, he settled down to begin to penetrate her, going gently, as she asked, little by little.
She showed a couple of tears as she felt that he was taking her virginity.
-Are you...? - He had noticed.
-It hurts... - She confessed with those words. - But you are big.
- What to do? - Jackson asked, without move.
- Go on, gently... I want it... -
He obeys her words, so he could continue.
She complained a little more, but when he passed the barrier of her first time and was completely inside, everything was more pleasurable for both.
Cruz finally moaned with pleasure, hugging his neck, with red cheeks and half-closed eyes, she moved to the rhythm of Jackson's hips, at times with a more frenetic rhythm, loving each other like a couple of beginners they are.
Their voices were not suppressed as they continued in the carnal act, it was all so sudden that they didn't even notice that the climax was approaching without caution.
So... after an indefinite time, they finished almost at the same moment, tensing their bodies for a few seconds and relaxing the next instant. She opened her eyes, gasped when she noticed that he finished inside, while felt that she was reaching a delicious orgasm herself.
Cruz was so pleased, satisfied and happy, that she didn't give any importance to anything else. Nothing more than staying hugged to Jackson's warm body right now.
-Stay with me... - She whispered to him, breathing with difficulty, catching her breath.
-As you wish... - He whispered that phrase in response, and searched for the girl's lips with his, in the darkness of the room, kissing her passionately.
After a while, they fell asleep from exhaustion, Jackson slept hugging Cruz for the rest of the night, as if protecting her.
Until the next morning arrived, Jackson was already up, dressed in his blue shirt and dark pants, watching Cruz sleep, he made a small smile. He didn't have to make much effort to get up without disturbing her, since she is a deep sleeper.
They slept without covering themselves with anything, the night before they didn't even bother to unmake the bed, so he found a towel around all the mess, and placed it over the girl. Or as much as the towel could cover, from her shoulder to her hips.
Jackson gathered the rest of his things and left the bedroom.
It was almost 6:00 a.m. when he left the young woman's house, taking his car keys as he walked there.
He noticed another car approaching, Tim Treadless was driving, stopping right next to Jackson's machine.
- Storm? – Tim said, getting out of the car, with an incredulous expression. – What are you doing here? Is Cruz okay? – With this guy around, she couldn't be.
- Everything okay. What are you doing here so early? – Jackson questioned.
Tim walked a few steps towards his former teammate.
- I ran into Mr. Bernoulli last night when he was leaving to go back to the hotel, and he told me that he was waiting for you and Cruz at the restaurant, that you never showed up. – The brown-eyed guy said. – I was worried about her. –
Jackson made a mocking smile.
- Why didn't you come straight to her house last night? It was the most obvious option if you wanted to look first. –
-Because... - He gulped. – Yes, I came, but... I had seen your car parked here, and I didn't dare to knock on the door. – Tim revealed.
-It's good that you tried to hide that you didn't know anything. – Storm continued, without erasing his smile accompanied by a sarcastic tone in his voice.
- Did you sleep with her? – Tim didn't want to know, but for some reason, he couldn't help but ask that question.
-What a naughty question, Tim, I always thought you were a prude, so well that you always behaved in training, making everyone believe that you were a little angel. What is now in your mind about me "sleeping with her"? –
Tim blushed, more than anything because he felt anger at the arrogance that Jackson showed and the feeling that he could hurt Cruz.
-She's fine, at least believe me that, if not wait for her to wake up and ask her yourself. – The young man with blue eyes continued talking and headed to his car.
-I hope you're telling the truth. – Treadless said with a hint of anger.
Jackson sighed with some anger, opening the door of the blue sports car, throwing his jacket, cell phone and wallet inside, on the passenger seat. – If you wanted to get to her bed first, you should have woken up sooner, good boy. You know? Ramirez moves very well in that area. –
Tim quickly went against Storm and grabbed him by the collar shirt with one hand, his face visibly furious.
Jackson was not fazed by his attack; he only saw the opportunity to get him out of his way with a phrase.
-Do it, hit me and say goodbye to the next NASCAR season. –
Treadless let him go, but throwing him back against the side of his car, at least he kept that for the moment.
-You're a despicable guy, Storm. – The dark-eyed man said angrily.
-Why? Why am I going one step ahead of you? I'm always one step forward. – He massaged the back of his neck, the blow hurting him. – You like her? Go tell her. – He threw that direct question out and finally got into the car, closing the door and starting the engine.
Tim stood there, not knowing what else to do, what Jackson said left him baffled. He watched as Storm drove away from the property.
Did he just sleep with Cruz to play with her? Well Storm didn't seem interested in the girl... He never was, or… That was what everyone involved around the pair was seeing?
-What a bastard... - The young Treadless whispered.
He had nothing else to do there, he could talk to Cruz another time, now it seemed quite uncomfortable and it wasn't like she would wake up anytime soon.
Tim droves back to the center of town to lock himself in his room at the Cozy Cone, trying to avoid at all costs having a conversation with anyone he knew that morning.
To be continued...
Disclaimer:
-Canon characters belong to Cars © Disney-PIXAR.
-The story originally belongs to me. © Shadoru.
-Sorry my bad English.