Chapter 18 - Part II

"Terrence has a wonderful taste, don't you think, Allie?"

I rolled my eyes, "Of course, after all, I'm his girlfriend."

Lucy gave me a once over, and then shrugged.

"Anyways," Allie giggled, definitely not looking like someone who had to spend the next twelve hours with her 'ex-love-of-life-whom-I-was-about-to-kiss-even-though-I-have-a-boyfriend', "That dress is going to bring him on his knees, literally, Liz. You should accept more gifts like these from him."

I looked at the dress Lucy was holding, and my mind immediately flitted through images, and oh my, such images, that I felt like washing my brain with Holy Water.

It was *the weekend.

The day everyone was waiting for.

The dress Allie was holding was black; the kind of black that reminded you of Sin and all the Sinful things you had done in life.

Or the sinful things you were about to do.

I was not in the habit of accepting gifts from my boyfriend, and when Terrence came home with this one, I had thought of it only as a piece of cloth costing more than it was worth. But when he told me- with a sexy grin - that he had gotten this one for a special occasion, I looked at him as if he had grown two heads.

Horny idiot.

That dress barely covered my ass, it was that short. It had a deep, plunging, sweetheart neckline, and the fabric pushed up my breasts to make them look even larger. I didn't even want to imagine how much that piece of cloth had cost him, but when I had tried it on for the very first time, the only thought that came into mind was...

Well...

"This dress makes you easily accessible to Terrenc-"

"Shut up, Allie! I was not the one to call you guys here! Leave. Me. Alone!" I warned her. With all the fussing my uninvited besties were doing over me, I was getting annoyed.

It looked like they were more excited about me losing my virginity than Terrence and I were, and the entire clan had gathered as if they were going to see us off and send us to a battle with a twenty-one gun salute. Victor and Aaron were in the living room, providing valuable advice and company to Terrence and my babies, while Allie and Lucy made sure that there was no amount of body hair left on me.

I had thought that we would be left alone, at least today, yet here they were, teasing the both of us to the point that we almost discarded the idea.

Allie pouted but then burst out laughing, "If it wasn't for us, you wouldn't have dolled up for Terrence." She narrowed her eyes at me. "I know you very well: you'd as well go looking like a hobo if you want to. Look at you, you were going to wear those granny panties."

I crossed my arms and huffed.

Lucy entered the room and squealed, completely ignoring Allie as she bounded towards me, "You look *hawt*!" She gushed all the way, and for a moment I felt like I was getting married, "T will be having itchy palms all the way to his farmhouse! Now, you will go out- and try to walk like a VS model!"

I ran out of the room as if my ass was on fire.

The moment I entered the living room, my mouth watered, or maybe it ran dry; I don't know. Terrence was standing with Raine in his arms (he was wearing a red muscle tee) wearing what he wore almost everyday, and was talking to Aaron and Victor.

He. Looked. *Edible.

He always looked hot, there was no doubt about it. I had always caught him working out in his personal gym, or sometimes in the nursery too when he had to look after the twins. Secretly watching those sexy muscles of his, tensing and relaxing, his grunts, and those beads of sweat trailing all along his body had always made me want to join him, and workout.

"Nice ass, Lisa." I turned to find Aaron winking at me as he patted Ryan's back.

He got a hard slap on his own back from Terrence, who was glaring at Aaron murderously.

I rolled my eyes and sidled up next to Terrence, reigning in my sinful thoughts. I glanced up at him nervously, wondering how he could look so mouthwateringly delicious even when he had a four month old baby in his arms.

His eyes raked all over me, very slowly, and I was worried that the flimsy thong that Allie had forced me into wouldn't be able to handle how wet I already was. I had smartly worn a jacket to cover my neckline, because another comment from Aaron would have forced me to sock him and chuck him out of the house.

"It's time to come back to Uncle Aaron, Raine. You don't want to cockblock Mommy and Daddy today; your daddy looks like he won't be able to hold it up for long-"

"-You are going to shut your potty mouth right now if you don't want me to make sure that you are never able to get *it up,*again. You are here to look after Ryan, Raine *and* Allie, and make sure that the house still looks the same when we come back." I narrowed my eyes at Aaron, threatening him.

"Meow!" He winked.

"That's our cue to leave." Terrence rolled his eyes and announced, and that was how he and I walked out of the house, not before kissing our babies goodbye.

We walked to the garage hand in hand, and for some reason, I was feeling inexplicably shy. I was blushing furiously, and the sparks and tingles that ran through me every time his body brushed against mine weren't helping. Maybe it was because for the very first time, I was going to be intimate with someone, physically, and I knew I would never regret it.

When we reached the car, he held up the keys and I looked at him quizzically.

"You are driving." Was all he said and I squealed. Kissing him squarely on his lips before grabbing the keys, I put on the seatbelt excitedly and turned on the ignition, the thousand butterflies fluttering inside me.

I was really going to lose my virtue today, wasn't I?

The farmhouse was half an hour away, and keeping this thought in mind, I excitedly pulled out of the garage. I was grinning by the time we reached the highway, absolutely loving the feel of driving a car after four months.

In exactly five minutes, though, I wasn't grinning anymore, because that was when I had actually realised why Terrence was making me drive.

He was looking at me the entire time, really looking at me. In no time, I felt hot and bothered yet again, as I could feel his gaze burning the length of my body, especially my exposed thighs. He was half-smirking, knowing very well he was affecting me with how my entire body was blushing at his blatant, unashamed stare.

I tried to keep my focus ahead, on the road, but then he-

"Stop it, Terrence! I don't want to die a virgin!"

I lost the control of the steering for a moment, but was able to drive the car straight again without ramming into someone else. I threw him a sharp glare and tried to pry his hand off my thigh.

"Why do you think I allowed you to drive? I am just enjoying the view." He smirked, tightening his possessive hold on my thigh, and slid his hand a bit upwards.

"Terrence!" I warned him, again.

"Yeah, babe. Just say my name a bit breathlessly, or if you want, scream it out loud."

I had had enough. I parked the car against the pavement.

"You are incorrigible! I'm not driving!" I crossed my arms, making sure that my breasts looked even bigger now.

Yeah, it worked.

He looked at them for a moment and then shrugged, "As you wish. I always knew you had a thing for getting it on inside the car..." He trailed off, his finger now reaching the lace of my thong. I squirmed in my seat, when he said, "But I still want to take you in a bed for our first time."

I slapped his wandering hands away, still breathless and tingling wherever he had touched me. I got out of the car, making sure that I flashed him my ass in the process, and slammed the door shut.

"I'm not driving!"

He leaned against the car and smirked, "Oh yes, you are, babe."

"The only place I'll drive us to is back home, so come here quick and get inside."

"Come on, Alyssa!" He whined.

I glared at him and he sighed. He made his way towards me, grumbling something under his breath and begrudgingly sat in the driver's seat. I sat in carefully this time, strapping on the seatbelt as he dutifully ignored me. He started the car, not even throwing a single glance towards me, and stared straight ahead.

I smirked.

It was payback time. Ha!

I let him drive peacefully for sometime, keeping my sneaky smile in check every time he tried to inconspicuously peek at me from the corner of his eyes. He was acting like a child, to be honest, and I was definitely not going to be an easy toy.

When we stopped at the red light, I let out another smirk.

It was time to put my plan into action. I unbuckled the seatbelt, and he looked at me for a moment, trying to gauge what exactly I was up to.

*Oh, you have no idea!

I crossed my legs, making sure that both of my thighs were exposed. I felt giddy when his eyes widened slightly and he gulped, and I internally sent a thanks to Allie and Lucy for forcing me to wax off all the body hair.

The next thing; I slowly started unzipping the jacket, revealing my girls that were hiding behind it. I shrugged off the jacket slowly, very well aware of my boyfriend's burning gaze on my neckline, and arched my back when I finally removed it.

A guttural groan escaped his throat.

"Is everything alright?" I leaned towards him, placing my hand on his thigh -quite far from his knee- and asked him. "You are not ill, are you?"

He shook his head, but his lips parted slightly.

I could feel the fabric of his jeans straining, and I cautiously slid my hand upwards. He groaned, about to say something, when loud honks interrupted us.

Oops! The light had turned green.

Pitifully, Terrence had to continue driving, and I could no longer tease him. Like I said, I didn't want to die virgin, and me distracting him would be like an open invitation to the Angel of Death. Him being distracted and uncomfortable by his own arousal was enough for me at the moment, because I could still see a huge hard on packed inside those jeans.

It wasn't just him who was aroused. I was clenching my thighs now and then, afraid that I would leave an embarrassing wet spot on the expensive leather seat. I could feel the moisture as I rubbed my thighs against each other, and I controlled the urge to make him stop the car and ride him like there was no tomorrow.

"Don't do that, Alyssa." I heard Terrence warn me with a pained voice and realised that I was trailing my fingers along my inner thigh, "We would never reach that farmhouse this way."

"Then why don't you drive faster, the road ahead is empty." I purred, my voice breathless and more seductive than I wanted it to be.

He complied, almost immediately, and I knew he was as eager for this as I was. I wanted to be dirty for him, and wanted him to lead me and set the pace for us.

I fucking loved him so fucking much.

Oh fuck!

**AN - The next two parts have steamy scenes; don't contribute much to the plotline, and you can skip if you want to.**