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Chapter 17 by MissNix MissNix

What do you do? How do you respond?

Zack is forward...

"I also saw how you looked at me earlier and noticed you touching yourself and looking at me during the drive." He smiled wider at me.

He was somewhat cocky, and not exactly right, but you realize how he may have gotten the idea as you thought back. You sat on the side of the back seat, as you looked at him, his eyes warm brown, and his dark brunette hair was done up. Max used to confide in you how jealous he was of his older brother, more than once during the past few years he stayed with him from time to time how many times he saw a new girlfriend at Zack's house. The dude got laid more than anyone else either of you knew. And you are sure when he was your and Max's age he was getting more tailback then too.

Now, looking at him, you could tell why. He was handsome. And appeared strong. Confident as hell, even if he was cocky.

You felt your face flush, with the embarrassment of being found out, while the tingling sensation of your pussy being wet was driving you nuts.

"What do you mean?" You ask, trying to play it cool.

"You know what I mean."

You feign innocence and raise an eyebrow at your best friend's brother.

"I've lived with my brother long enough to know the scent of his jizz in my space, and I smelled it on the drive, and I can smell it on you Brooke." He said dead faced.

"I... he... well he felt like he could need release." You try to defend yourself. Your face flushed even more as the back of your brain and your dripping sex reminded you of your need.

Zack smiled. "Well, I'm sure he's going to remember it for a while. Especially from a sexy woman like you." His eyes were on fire as he looked at you. His mind whirling, trying to ask about what he wanted. What you were hoping he'd ask.

"Brooke, we just met, but, I know you barely spoke a word to my brother, and well..."

"Well?"

"I'm going to be forward. I would like to fuck you, right now, in the back of my car." He smiled.

"What?" You ask, as you couldn't believe what you just heard.

"You heard me. Would you like to? I can come back there, or you can leave the car and we won't talk about any of this again."

What do you do? Book it? Get Release?

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