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A MATCH OF WILLS
Part 1
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(Voice on loudspeaker) ALRGHT, LADIES! THIS IS IT! YOUR FINAL CHANCE TO GET IN ON THE ACTION! THINK YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES TO WIN OUR WORLD FAMOUS DANCE CONTEST? THEN BRING IT ON!!!
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�Come on Jenna, you�re a better dancer than anyone in here and you know it!" Courtney yelled over the pounding music as she poured them all another round of shots from what was the end of their third pitcher of Kamikazes.
�She�s right, Jen,� said her best friend, Amy. �Get up there and shake your ass!�
Jenna handed Amy her shot and laughed. She was the one who had always talked Jenna out of doing crazy things, and here Amy sat with six empty shot glasses lined up in front of her, another one on the way, and a half finished Long Island in her hand. But, Amy deserved it! Jenna had just moved down to Charlotte the previous May to teach Kindergarten and upper-level dance at a local creative and performing arts school. Amy�d talked her into moving down there with her when her fianc� dumped her. She said that she couldn�t get through the last semester of school without Jenna there for support. Amy had been with Robert for so many years and his infidelity destroyed her. Jenna was bored with her northern life anyways and wanted a change, so Amy�s time of need gave her a reason to start over again as well. Amy was her best friend since they were in high school and had loved North Carolina from the moment she hit that red soil. She�d gone to UNC for undergrad and that very day had just graduated with her Masters degree in political journalism and an amazing job as press person for a state senator. Tonight it was time to party!
�It will be just like old times,� urged Val. �Courtney and I flew all the way down here to have a good time, so go!�
�Yeah, right!� Jenna shot back with a smirk. �You guys flew down here hoping to see some hot NASCAR drivers who are home for the holidays!�
Courtney and Val were Jenna�s closest friends from college. They�d been inseparable from the moment they�d all ducked out the back door when the cops came to the first fraternity party they�d gone to Freshman year. They joined the same sorority, lived in the same house and even dated a few of the same guys. Their friendship had endured some major issues, but they always had fun. Courtney and Val became close with Amy over the years as well and took a few weeks off before Christmas to join the other girls in celebrating Amy�s graduation.
Jenna looked up at the stage where there were about 12 girls lined up to dance in the contest. She knew she was a good dancer, but she wasn�t so sure she wanted to do it. Sure, in college, she�d be the first one up on the bar dancing, but she was 24 years old now. And a teacher! Parents trusted her with their five and six year old children for eight hours a day, five days a week.
�Jenna, look,� said Amy with a gleam in her eye. �Do it for me! Don�t let anything get in the way of you having fun. Not a job, or a man, or society�s expectations of what you feel you should and shouldn�t do just because of a stupid number!�
Amy was drunk, but right. She always was. After all, she argued in print for a living. Jenna downed her shot, picked up Amy�s and slammed that one back too. �OK, I�ll do it!�
She walked away from the table with her friends cheering for her. Why not? She was with her best friends in the world and she was still glowing from the day at the spa they�d treated themselves to earlier. Her long auburn hair was down and she had on low-slung black pants, a black tank top with a plunging neckline that showed off what she considered to be her best assets, black stilettos and chunky silver jewelry. Her skin was tanned golden and her green eyes were sparkling. Being a dancer her whole life, she worked out everyday and was proud of her toned, petite frame. She worked hard to look this way and knew she looked good. The approving glances she got from some of the male patrons as she sauntered up to the stage only reinforced how she felt. It was great to be in a room with males who were her age for a change. At work, she had a class full of little boys and her few male coworkers were old enough to be her father or not so much interested in women. Meeting someone at work was definitely not an option for her.
�So, little lady, are you in?� The creep with the mic was starting her up and down, his eyes settling on her chest instead of on her face when he spoke to her. What a slime ball! She didn�t know if she could do this. She looked back for her friend, but they were no longer at their table. She spotted them elbowing their way up to the front of the stage with Amy leading the way. Court caught her eye and flashed her the thumbs up and a smile. Why not???
Jenna put her inhibitions behind her and climbed up on stage.
(Voice on loudspeaker) �ALRIGHT! WE�VE GOT A TREAT FOR YOU ALL TONIGHT! LOOK AT ALL THESE SEXY LADIES READY TO GET THEIR FREAK ON! REMEMBER, YOU�RE THE JUDGES SO MAKE SOME NOISE WHEN I WALK BY THE ONE YOU WANT TO WIN!�
The music started bumping and Jenna looked down at her friends who were already boo-ing the first girl the DJ was by. She flashed them a huge grin and lost herself in the music. When she was three years old, Jenna�s mother enrolled her in dance classes, and she�d been dancing ever since. She stopped dancing competitively when she graduated from high school but joined the dance team as soon as she got to college. By her sophomore year, she was choreographing all the routines herself and got a job teaching hip-hop dancing at a local dance studio. It was what she loved.
Before she realized it, the number of dancers on stage went from 15 to three. She saw her friends screaming and cheering for her from the front of the stage and continued to dance her heart out. A few minutes later the music stopped and it was just her and some Britney Spears look-alike left on stage. As much as she had not wanted to do this, Jenna now wanted to win. She wasn�t used to losing. They each got a three-minute mix of songs to dance to and the other girl went first. She was good. Real good. Even when she was competing, Jenna never doubted her chances. Until now. When it was her turn, she stepped forward, took one last glance at Val, Courtney and Amy and let loose. The sound of he crowd fueled her on and when she saw he DJ wave goodbye to the blonde girl, she was ecstatic. The DJ handed her a $100 check and told the audience to give it up for her one more time, her best friends cheering loudest of all.
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�Oh my God! I am sooo thirsty!� Jenna stepped up to the bar with her friends right behind her yelling and whooping it up. �Four Cosmos please,� she asked the bartender.
�Girl, you kicked ass!� Val exclaimed as they clinked their drinks together in victory.
Before they even got those down, the bartender put fur more in front of them. �Honey,� he said, �you and your friends don�t have to buy one drink for the rest of the night. You put on quite a show up there and made yourself some fans!� The girls cracked up took their new drinks with them to the dance floor.
As he night wore on, more and more guys came up to them with drinks in hand. Amy was loving it. She�d never dated anyone other than Robert and was having the time of her life. Courtney, Val and Jenna were living it up too. As soon as guy danced up behind one of them, they looked to the others for �the signal.� It was something they�d come up with in college, when you never knew who it was grabbing your hips at a fraternity party. If a guy walked up behind you and one of your friends flip her hair with both her hands, that meant the guy was hot. But if one of them scratched their nose, it meant dance away as soon as possible. Tonight there was no shortage of hair flips and nose scratches, yet the girls were more interested in having fun with each other then they were in pursuing anything longer than a three-minute grind with any particular guy who warranted a hair flip. They were having too much fun! Jenna and the girls were singing and dancing along to the new Usher song when Jenna saw her friends stop and stare open mouthed at the area right behind her left shoulder.
�What?� She asked them while she danced her way around to see what shocked them to silence. When she finally turned around, she was looking into the most beautiful blue eyes she�d ever seen.
�Hey, nice moves,� he said to her with a smirk as he took a sip of his bottle of beer. She knew this man. Well, she didn�t know-him know-him, but she knew him from TV and magazines and the Internet and from her favorite reoccurring dream she�d been having since February of that year. Standing in front of her, smiling at her with those beautiful white teeth was Kasey Kahne. No wonder her friends were speechless. Court and Val had finally turned her into a NASCAR fan after four long years of trying to covert her. Now she was just as hooked as they were.
�OH MY GOD!� Amy screamed. �Jenna, it�s that guy from your calendar! That racing guy! OH MY GOD, Jen! You love him! Isn�t he that one that you have that recurring dream about where he-OW!� Thankfully, Val jabbed her in the ribs before she could reveal to the man of Jenna�s dreams (literally) what it was she imagined him doing to her almost every night for the last ten months.
�So, um, I guess you already know this, but I�m Kasey. And you�re obviously Jenna.� Kasey held out his hand to shake Jenna�s and she almost fainted. She�d met her fair share of celebrities before, but she was never as star struck as she was right now. She�d imagined that if she ever met him, it would be at a race and she�d be one of a hundred girls getting his autograph while staying calm and collected and here her best friend had to go and tell him that she fantasies about him on a regular basis. Cool. Real cool, she thought. She had to say something.
�Yeah, I�m Jenna. Although right now, I don�t know if I want to fess up to that.� That smile hit her again as he laughed. �These are my friends Courtney and Val,� she told him. �And this, � she said turning to Amy, �is my best friend- eventhoughshejustembarassedthehelloutofme- Amy.� Kasey shook all of their hands and asked them to join him and some of his buddies at their table. Courtney and Val�s eyes lit up and they were off, dragging Amy with them.
Jenna, who, even in her buzzed state, would have tried not to be so obvious, looked at him and said, �Well, I guess that means we�re joining you. But, I have a question for you first. Does PEOPLE know that one of their hottest bachelors uses some pretty fucking cheesy lines on girls in bars?�
�What?� Kasey looked at her confused.
� �Nice moves�? � She said, �You think I haven�t been hearing that one all night long?�
He took a drink of his beer and laughed. �Hey, I�m a race car driver, not Shakespeare.�
�Well, Kahne, lucky for you, Shakespeare isn�t around here tonight,� Jenna joked. �Because Amy has no idea the kind of dreams I�ve had about him!�
Jenna was pleased that she could make it seem like she wasn�t star struck, embarrassed and tipsy all at the same time by making jokes. Plus, it meant that she was granted the privilege of seeing that beautiful smile again and again.
She started following her friends but Kasey put his hand on her arm. �Let them go,� he said. �The guys are already flagging them down.�
Jenna looked at the table full of guys and knew her friends were floating on cloud nine. There were abut eight of them: some racers, some crew and some she figured were just friends from home. When she turned back to face him, Kasey put his arm around her waist and led her back onto the dance floor. He stopped and pulled her up against him and said into her ear, �I may not be smooth like Shakespeare and I may not dance like Usher. Hell, I�m just a regular guy from Washington who�s out having a few too many beers with my buddies. But I�d love it if you�d sty out here and dance with me.�
�Yeah,� Jenna thought, �you may not be Shakespeare or Usher, but you sure are smooth.�
As she danced with him to the music, feeling the heat from his body, her head was spinning; and not just from the obscene amount of alcohol she�d consumed. She was at a bar dancing with Kasey Kahne, a guy she�d wanted since the she saw him on TV.
But the Kasey she�d seen in the media wasn�t this guy whose hips were grinding up against hers. The guy on TV was shy and laid back, uncomfortable being in the spotlight. Val�s fianc� was a huge NASCAR buff and when he found out about Jenna�s obsession with Kasey, he laughed and said, �Yeah right, Jen! Look at that guy. It�d be like throwing a lamb in a lion�s cage, I mean, you would chew him up and spit him out. Shy guys just can't handle you.�
But the guy she was with now had a cocky smile on his face and was looking at her like he knew how much being pressed up against him was turning her on. And she liked that.
Not wanting the look in her eyes fueling his ego and giving him he upper hand, Jenna turned around so her back was pressed up against the front of him and grinded her hips into his. His hands slid down the front of her thighs and up and around her ass before settling on the strip of exposed abdomen just above the extremely low cut of her pants, the cool glass of his beer bottle on her skin making her even hotter. Jenna all but gasped as she felt just how much he was enjoying their little foray as well. Holy shit! she thought. No wonder he has that smirk on his face. Most guys would kill to have a dick that big.
The more she danced up against him, the more Jenna knew she was playing right into his hands. She�d met a lot of Amy�s friends over the past few years and knew that games these NASCAR guys played. Guys like Kasey Kahne weren�t the typical guys you met in bars. They were gods on and off the racetrack to the millions of adoring fans who watched them every week. And a lot of those fans were women. More than a few of Amy�s friends she met had gotten mixed up with some of these NASCAR guys for a night or two. Some were �lucky� enough to have had �relationships� with a driver for longer than that. Jenna heard their stories and knew that even though Amy�s friends that had gotten their hearts broken by these men, some girls were fine with it. These NASCAR Hoes, and Jenna and her friends like to call them, would go out and go home with a different driver every weekend. And a woman she worked with was married to a driver and from what she�d read on the Internet, this woman�s husband seemed to think that being married meant he could keep playing those same kinds of games.
Up until now, Jenna steered clear of that set. She�d been hit on by a driver or two since she�d moved down there, but never let it get passed the initial introduction. Her friends made fun of those NASCAR hoes when they saw them at the bars, and here she was acting just like one of them, basically fucking this guy with her clothes on in the middle of the dance floor. On one hand she was kicking herself for thinking at all when the guy that was the epitome of perfect to her was there in the flesh, and on the other hand, she was kicking herself for not breaking his hold on her and saying she had to go. And on the other hand, she was loving the feel of his breath on her neck and hands on her body and imagining what he�d feel like without her clothes on. (Wait, was that three hands?? Too many Cosmos�) But in her head she just kept hearing herself laugh when she saw those NASCAR Hoes in action.
The song ended and she broke away first. �I think I�d better go see how Amy is doing. She�s not a big drinker, and my glass is empty,� Jenna said,. as she stepped away. Kasey looked taken aback at the abrupt end she�d put to their dance. He shrugged his shoulders, drained his beer and led her over to the bar.
She looked at Kasey�s back as he ordered their drinks. Look at all of these women just staring at him, she thought. At that very moment, one slithered up next to him and linked her arm through his. Not one to back down, Jenna thought, I�d be crazy just too book. But I�d be even crazier to stay.
She turned on her heel and headed over to where her friends were. She needed to talk to the girls, but when she reached their table, she could tell they were having way too much fun. And Amy looked like she was in heaven. Jenna couldn�t drag them away from this scene. If it were the other way around, she knew she�d tell one of the girls to just go with it. Jenna, Courtney and Val had always encouraged the others� hook-ups, saying they were young, good looking, educated women who needed a random piece of ass every once in awhile. They�d gotten to the point in their lives where they were big on not having any regrets, as each of them had passed up on something she wanted at one point or another. Amy didn�t go to law school because of Robert. Courtney didn�t move to Paris after their freshman year for a modeling job she was offered. Val didn�t go to Harvard for undergrad because she was scared of failing. And Jenna gave up her dreams of becoming a dancer because her mother told her that being a dancer was no life for a smart woman like her; she needed to become a teacher.
�Hey! Where�d you run off to?� Kasey said as he handed Jenna another Cosmo and the waiter following him set down a few more for the girls and a couple of pitchers for the guys.
Jenna took a sip of her drink and Kasey introduced her to everyone around he table. As they all toasted to a the good night that laid ahead of them, Jenna met Kasey�s eyes over the rim of her glass and made her own silent toast. Here�s to no regrets, she thought and stared right into the glint in those baby blues.
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Time flew by, the drinks kept coming, and the girls were hang the time of their lives. Jenna relaxed and was really turning on the charm with Kasey�s friends, loving the fact that they kept ragging on him for one thing or another. It gave her the upper hand. Amy was in heated a political debate with one of Kasey�s friends. Drunk as she was, Amy could still put up a fight when it came to politics. And Courtney and Val had their hands full with each girl flanked on either side by guys they�d only seen through binoculars from the grandstands a few times. Kasey�s hand kept brushing up against Jenna�s leg underneath the table and every time she felt his touch, electric pulses raced through her. From that grin in his face, it was obvious that he knew what he was doing to her. The combination of his touch and the alcohol that was flowing so freely at their table wasn�t helping un-cloud her thoughts any.
Jenna tried to get one of the girls� attention so she could drag them to the ladies� room for a chat, but even when she stood up and excused herself, they didn�t make a move to follow her. Oh well, she figured. I�d look like a fool to sit back down.
She made her way to the restroom and looked at her face in the mirror. �Jenna Christine,� she told herself, �What are you doing? If this were college, you wouldn�t think twice about where this was going to lead. And now here you are, with the man of your dreams, literally, making his move on you, and you go hide in the bathroom.� Jenna looked herself straight in the eye and decided that she wasn�t going to think about this. Kasey Kahne could bring it on, full force. She was a smart, independent woman, and when she wanted to, no one could play the game better than her. She applied a fresh coat of lip-gloss, squared her shoulders and walked out of the restroom. Right into Kasey. He was leaning up against he wall waiting for her. �Let�s go out onto the patio. I need some fresh air,� he said. And without thinking twice, she led he way.
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�So, what I want to know is,� Kasey said they sat down at the outdoor bar, �is what a Kindergarten teacher is doing dancing like that?�
Jenna looked at him, not knowing really what to make out of that comment. He realized she might take that the wrong way so he corrected himself. �What I mean is, hat you are really talented, Jenna. You should be dancing for Puff Daddy, not teaching little kids their ABC�s and 123�s.�
�First of all,� she said, �I believe it is �P. Diddy� now, and second of all, I don�t really think you�d be interested in the Jenna DiBendetto True un-Hollywood Story.�
Kasey laughed. � �un-Hollywood Story�, huh? Well, Miss DiBenedetto, you obviously know enough about me to fell comfortable letting me slip into your bed every night while you sleep, so don�t you think I should know a little about you?�
Damn, he�s good, Jenna thought. Note to self; don�t ever tell Amy anything again.
�Well, Mr. Kahne,� she shot right back, �it was the shy rookie with the baby blue eyes who came into my dreams every night, but I�m beginning to think that it is the arrogant man right in front of with the mischievous glint in his eyes that I want in my bed tonight. And get it straight. The reason I never danced in a P Diddy video is because when they called to hire me, I was on tour with Christina Aguillerra��
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Damn! Kasey thought. This girl is something else. One minute she�s giving me the cold shoulder, the next minute she�s telling me she wants me in her bed, and the next minute, she�s on to another subject and you�d never know those words came out of her mouth! Just thinking of her mouth made him hard. Ever since he hit high school, being a racer made him popular with the girls. By the time he made it onto the NASCAR circuit, racing in the Busch series, he was used to women just throwing themselves at him. Yeah, he had to admit that it was definitely a perk of his job he enjoyed for a while, but lately, he was just bored with it. He�d only been with one girl since his first Cup race. They�d met through a mutual friend and dated for a while, but she couldn�t handle the life he led. He realized that his life would be hard for any woman to handle and didn�t even know if he wanted a relationship while he was so focused on his career, but he missed having someone to not only share his bed with but have fun with. Since they broke up, the season had ended and he�s gone out with his friends and met plenty of women, but he was turned off by them fawning allover him so he let the other guys be the ones to take them home.
But here he was now, sitting at this table with Jenna, wondering if she could move in the bedroom like she did on he dance floor. Jenna, with her long reddish brown hair and sparkling green eyes. (And he�d always preferred blondes!) Jenna, who didn�t throw herself at him, but made no secret of the fact that she wanted him, yet wasn�t hanging all over him whispering in his ear and rubbing his crotch like a lot of women did. What was it about her that was keeping him from grabbing her right there and taking her back to his house?
He was hanging on every word she said. She told him about growing up as on only child, going to dance lessons for hours upon hours everyday. He told her about growing up with siblings and racing around a homemade racetrack on his family�s farm. She told him about giving up her dreams of being a dancer and going to college and he told her about climbing his way into Cup racing. She told him about her sorority sisters and friends and he told her stories abut other drivers. His groin was aching with desire for her, but he could have sat there and talked with her for hours. He wanted to hear more abut this woman who could dance like a goddess but spent most of her day teaching reading, writing, and arithmetic to Kindergarteners. And even though there was no doubt in his mind that he�d be fucking her later, she wasn�t like the other girls.
Kasey�s cell rang and a look at the caller ID told him it was his brother. �Yo, Kale, what up?� Jenna sat there listening to his choruses of �yes�, �no�, �that�s cool�s� and �fer shure�s�. Even though they�d spent the last two hours talking, the sexual tension between them was still there. They were both gamers and knew how to subtly keep the other intrigued. It had turned into a match of wills that neither of them was willing to back down from or give in to. Jenna wanted to be back on the dance floor with him, pressing her body up against his, moving her hips to the beat of the music, but there was no way she was going to be the one to spring into action first. Kasey was thinking the same thing as he semi-listened to his brother, watching Jenna play with her martini glass and wishing she were playing with him.
He flipped his phone shut and caught her off guard. He liked seeing her jump. He�d like it even more when he was the one making her jump, not the sound of his cell. He knew he couldn�t wait any more for ether of their stupid prides to wear down. He was going to have to be the one to give in.
�So, that was Kale,� he said as he leaned back on n two legs of his chair, stretching his arms behind his head. �He and the guys are calling a couple of cabs and going back to your and Amy�s condo for a late night swim. But I don�t feel like a late night swim.�
Jenna didn�t know what to say to that. She wasn�t sure were this was all leading to. Maybe this was her chance to get the hell out of Dodge (no pun intended) before she did something she really shouldn�t.
�What I want to do, � he said, leaning forward in his chair and across the table looking her straight in the eye, �is get you back to my place and see if you can move as well as off the dance floor as you do on it.�
Not breaking his gaze, she looked straight into those deep blue eyes and said, �Well, what the hell are you wasting time telling me for? Let�s get out of here.�
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Neither of them drove to the club that night, and it wasn�t like either of them should have been driving home anyways. Kasey called a cab and it was there before they�d even got outside.
�Any time my friends and I call a cab, we have to wait forever and a day for it,� she told him, amazed.
�That�s one of the perks of being a NASCAR driver,� he told her. �Everything comes fast.�
Jenna grabbed him and pulled him to her before he could open the door. �Well, don�t be too sure of that, Mr. Kahne, because this night is far from over and I never come fast, so you have your work cut out for you.� And she slipped past him into the backseat of the car.
Kasey barely even looked at the driver when he told him his address. He�d slid right next to Jenna ready to show her just how fast things came for him, when the cabbie exclaimed, �Dude! I know you! You�re Kasey Kahne!�
Kasey rolled his eyes and looked at the smirk on Jenna�s face and said to the guy, �I�m not that guy. I don�t even know who the hell you�re talking about!�
�Man, he is like the dopest thing in NASCAR right now. You totally look like him.�
�I don�t think so, Guy. I am not this Kasey NASCAR person.� He looked at Jenna to help him out, but she just sat there trying not to giggle, enjoying seeing him try to get out of this.
�You know, man,� the cabbie kept going �you could score some major ass saying you were Kasey Kahne. That guy is hot right now! Brian Vickers was expected to get the Rookie of the Year Award this year, but Kahne completely blew them all out of the water! This guy is a phenom. He tied Newman�s top five finish record as a Rookie with fifteen��
This guy proceeded to recite Kasey�s resume back to him, and normally, he�d be flattered, but right then, Kasey just wanted him to shut the hell up. He�d watched enough �Taxi Cab Confessionals� to know that most cabbies just ignored you and let you go about your business. It was just his luck to get the one that felt it was his duty to convert passengers into Kasey Kahne fans. Thankfully, the cabbie drove fast because they pulled up in front of his place just as the guy was trying to tell him once again, how much game he could pull by saying he was Kasey Kahne.
Jenna leapt out of the cab before she busted out laughing. Kasey got out his wallet and handed the cabbie some money, not even bothering to realize that he was leaving him a $30 tip. He got out of the cab and the driver rolled down his window. �Yo, man, really, you ought to get yourself a red Dodge racing hat and go out to the club one night. You�d be getting some sweet ass honeys!�
�Look, man,� Kasey said has he leaned into the window, �in case you didn�t notice, I�m having no problem with the ladies. And by he way, I broke Newman�s record for the most top fives by a rookie, not tied it. Make sure you get your facts right.� With that Kasey turned his red Dodge cap around on his head and walked away.
�WHAT? You ARE him!� Kasey heard the guy yelling as he grabbed Jenna�s hand and led he to the front door. When he was closing the door behind them, he heard the guy yelling, �Dude! Can I get your autograph?�
Jenna had tears in her eyes she was laughing so hard. �Oh my God! You should have seen how pissed off you were! I seriously thought you were going to reach up there and strangle him!�
�You thought that was funny, huh?�
�I thought it was pretty fucking hilarious, Kasey.�
�Yeah?� he said walking closer to her. �Do you think this is funny too?� And in one swift motion, he whipped off his hat and had her up against the wall, forcing his tongue between her lips. Jenna�s hands reached up into his hair, deepening their kiss by tilting her head so that she could taste more of his mouth. She arched her body up towards him, wanting to feel him up against her. Before she could feel just how aroused that small kissed had made him, he stepped back, looked into those green eyes and saw fire. He knew this was going to be one hell of a night. She reached out to pull him closer to her, but he snagged both of her hands in his and pinned them to the wall behind her head. �I thought I was in for a long night, Jenna? Why rush it?�
She looked at him, her chest heaving and her cheeks flushed with desire. While he was trying to convince the cabbie that he wasn�t Kasey Kahne, she was planning her slow seduction of him. And here she was, pawing at him, ready to have him take her there in a five-minute quickie on the foyer floor.
He leaned down to kiss her again, but not releasing her hands. She squirmed and tried to reach her body up to his but couldn�t. He realized that this was a girl who was always in control and being restrained like that was not only pissing her off, but also turning her on. He shifted so he now had both of her wrists in one of his hands. As he slowly slid his free hand down her arm, he pressed his body up against hers. When she gasped as his hard dick rubbed up her already aroused clit through the fabric of her pants, he put his hand behind her, pulling her closer to him and said up against her mouth �Just wait until you feel how good it is without these clothes on.�
His free hand finally reached her breast and he felt her shiver under his touch. Jenna couldn't stand it any longer. �Kasey,� she said as she kissed him, �Shouldn�t we move out of the foyer before Kale comes home? I don�t think he�d want to see this.�
�Kale isn�t coming home tonight; I told him to go to Brian�s. But if you want to take this somewhere else, that can be arranged too.� With that, he let go of her wrist and picked her up, wrapping her legs around his back and carried her into the living room. She wiggled her bottom up against him and laid kisses up his neck. �I want you, Kasey Kahne,� she whispered in his ear. �I want you to fuck my brains out.�
He groaned and she nipped at his earlobe. Something about hearing those words come out of her mouth turned him on even more. Keeping her legs wrapped around him, he lowered them onto the couch so she was straddling his lap. Jenna cupped his face in her hands as she kissed him and rose up off him. She broke away from his mouth and whipped her shirt off her body. He pulled her back down against his lap and ran his fingers through her long flowing hair as he slipped his mouth over her jaw line, down her neck, making her gasp when he nipped at her collarbone. Kasey slowly planted kissed down until he reached the swell of her breast, rising above the black lace bra she was wearing. She arched her body into him as she dug her fingers into his thick hair. She moaned as he took on lace-covered nipple into his mouth then worked his way over to the other. She pressed her fingers into his scalp, urging him on, her body bucking up against him as he tugged the cups of her bra away with his teeth. He groaned and gripped her hips tighter. His voice was a horse as he spoke. �Is what happened in your dream about me?�
�No. In my- Oh my god!� was all she managed as his mouth closed over one bare nipple. She swore she could feel his grin up against her breast. He leaned his head back and looked up into her eyes, glazed over with lust. Before he could make another move, Jenna pulled Kasey up off the couch and over towards a bare wall. She pulled his shirt up over his head and planted kisses on his smooth, sculpted chest. Now it was her turn to pin him there. As she was flicking his collarbone with her tongue, she undid his belt, button and zipper, and began to slide his pants down over his hips, taking his boxer briefs with them. Since she�d felt him against her as they danced, she couldn�t wait to get her hands on his cock. And what a cock it was! she thought with a smile.
Looking into his eyes, she knelt down to continue pulling his pants down and helping him step out of them and his shoes without ever tearing her eyes away from his. She rose up on her knees and ran her tongue over his hipbones. Kasey dug his fingers into her hair every time she brushed past his dick without taking him into her mouth. Her hot breath so close to his cock was more than he could bear until finally, she took the tip of him into her mouth. He tossed his head back as he moaned. That was all she needed to hear. She ran her tongue and lips down his shaft and back up to the tip. He thrust his hips, urging her to take more of him into her mouth. �Oh, god,� he moaned when she finally did. Jenna swirled her tongue around him and scratched her nails down the backs of his thighs as she sucked him off. As her sucking increased, she cupped his balls in her hand and pumped his shaft.
Kasey knew that if she kept that up he was going to explode, and he wasn�t ready for that. He wanted to be inside of her. �Jenna,� he said, his voice breathless from the things she was doing to him. �Jenna, you gotta stop that.�
She slowly slid him out of her mouth and stood up. �What? A guy wanting to stop in the middle of a blowjob? Unheard of!�
�There�s time for that later. I couldn�t let you have all the fun of making me squirm, not could I?� He pulled her up against him, his bare chest touching her still exposed breasts and the top of his dick pressed into her abdomen. �You have way too many clothes on,� he said as he kissed her, sucking on her lower lip.
He backed her up into a nearby chair and knelt down in between her legs. God, she looks so beautiful, he thought as he looked into those green eyes, her hair spilling over her shoulders. He knelt up and pulled her towards him, kissing her hard and brushing her hair away from her breasts. He ran his hands down her slender torso and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her pants. She arched her hips up as he slid them of her body. He sat there and just looked at her. Silver jewelry sparkling, her bra still pushed to the side, her breasts still exposed. Her lacy black v-string thong sat low on her hips. Complimenting the arousing picture in front of him was the fact that her black stiletto shoes were still on her feet. He�d be content sitting there looking at her for the rest of the night.
He stood up, the look in her eyes as she admired his body bringing a smirk to his face, and pulled her up off the chair, stepping back to admire her lithe dancer�s body. She looks like she could be posing in Playboy with her skin flushed like that and her lips still puffy from kissingme, was what was running through his head as he looked her up and dawn. �Damn, Jenna,� he said letting out his breath, �you are absolutely amazing!� He took her hand and pulled her up the stairs.
He opened the door to his bedroom and laid her down on the king size bed. Jenna sat up on her elbows and Kasey planted warm, moist kisses down her thigh to the straps of her shoes wrapped around her ankles. He removed one shoe and then started at the top of the other thigh, kissing his way down and removing that shoe as well. Shoes tossed aside, he laid down on top of her. Her mouth tasted like heaven to him. Her body arched writhed beneath his, urging him to remove her panties so she could feel him inside of her.
�Kasey, please,� she moaned into his mouth unable to form a complete sentence. Kasey wasn�t going to give into her that easily. He rolled off her and ran his hand down her body and up her thigh, his fingers lingering right next to the spot where she so wanted to be touched.
�Please, what?� he teased propping his head up on his hand, looking down at her as she rolled her body to face him. He let his fingers brush past the front of he panties, smirking even more as he felt how wet she was through the lacy fabric. She sucked in her breath and her back lifted off the bed. Kasey used that moment to unhook the front clasp of her bra and slide the lacy fabric off her arms.
Jenna tried to roll her body and swing her leg over his so that she could feel him up against her again, but he was too strong for her. �Where do you think you�re going?� he said as he moved her back into a laying position.
�Kasey, I- I just- Kasey- I just want you to-� She couldn't get the words out as he pulled her panties down over her hips and tossed them aside.
He moved back up, locking her gaze those beautiful blue eyes. �What, Jenna? Is this what you want?�
She gasped as he slid first then two fingers up inside of her wet pussy. Her hips arched up into his hand and he used his thumb to stroke her clit. He inserted another finger and within seconds her body bucked up against his hand and he felt her insides contract. �See, Jenna, � he said sliding his fingers out of her, �I told you things come fast for me.�
For once, she was at a loss for words. All she knew was that she was aching to have him. All of him. But her purse was downstairs and she was trying to find the right words to broach the condom issue with him. But he was one step ahead of her. He�d reached over into his nightstand and was tearing the wrapper off a condom, sliding it on before she even had to say anything.
She caught him by surprise by straddling him and not hesitating to lower herself onto him. He moaned and grabbed her hips as soon as he was buried inside of her. God, was she tight, he thought.
She slowly rocked back and forth on him, not knowing whether it was him or her moaning anymore. He pulled her down to him and kissed her deeper than she�d ever been kissed before. She pulled back from his lips looking into his eyes as she moved on him, arching her back and circling her hips side to side and up and down as she rode him. She was even better in bed than on a dance floor! he thought, closing his eyes and enjoying the sheer pleasure of her fucking him. When he opened them, Jenna�s eyes were closed and she was biting on her lower lip, her body moving faster on his. He thrust up to met her movements and her whimper let him know that she was going to climax. He gripped her hips and thrust up one more time, making her come just seconds before he did.
Both of them out of breath, he pulled her against his chest and kissed her again. She sighed as she pulled back from the kiss and moved off him in one swift movement. She glanced over at the clock sitting in his bedside table. �Is that clock right?� she asked. �There is no way it is already 5 AM.�
�It�s right,� he said. �But who cares? I have off until after the holidays and so do you. Sleep here for a couple hours and then we can go get brunch and I�ll take you home, if you want. But I�m not done yet.� He rolled his body onto hers and began kissing her neck, his hands slipping inside of her where his dick had just been.
A gurgle escaped from her throat, shockwaves going off inside of her body as he touched her still sensitive cunt. She didn�t want this to end, but she also knew she wasn�t going to go to brunch with him. She knew she�d be out of there before he even woke up. She didn�t want KASEY to feel obligated to hang out with her just because they�d had sex, yet she didn�t want him to think she was one of those girls who would latch onto him because of who he was. It was most important to her, though, that he know she wasn�t of those NASCAR Hoes who screwed any driver around
�Kasey?� she panted as his mouth moved down her body.
�Hmmmmm?� he murmured against the soft skin of her thigh.
�I just want you to know that I�m not just some NASCAR Hoe. I don�t do this all the time.�
�I know, Jenna, I know.� And with that, he thrust his tongue into her, tasting her sweetness and loving the way her fingers were gripping into his scalp.
Jenna just hoped that he�d remember that when he woke up and she was gone.
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