I hope I don't get in trouble for this...
A night between past lovers...
"Alright, I admit it, I am still attracted to you. Does that make you happy now?" I say to you with more than a drop of sarcasm.
"Yeah, it does." You say with a crooked smile.
I roll my eyes and can't stop the smile from reaching my lips as I shake my head slowly. I shift my eyes back up to yours.
" Why did you feel the need to ask me that question?" I ask with a tilt to my head and I look at you expectantly.
"I just wanted to see you squirm." As you say it I feel the exasperated sigh escape from my lips. "And I wanted to see that look too."
"You keep this up and I'll just ask you to go home. You do realize that would leave no opportunities for you to 'accidentally' touch me. Seems to me that would make for one wasted trip for you. What a shame, and all because of your mouth." I have a rather pleased look on my face, enjoying the idea of you mulling that thought over in your mind.
"I think my mouth would be the reason you'd want me to stay, you do remember what I can do with it don't you? Go ahead picture it, kissing you, licking you, tasting you…" As you say all this I can feel my head dip into my shoulders, a blush rising in my cheeks, a shudder and a smile all at the same time.
"That was low." I say.
"No, but it could be." You say with a wicked smile.
"Do you even want to get to the bar or are you just looking to get lucky before we get there? Wait. Don't answer that. I don't think I really need you to." Your eyes swing back to the road and you shrug your shoulders, the smile on your face just barely contained.
"Here it is, pull in here." I tell you gesturing to a parking lot. As we get out of the car, I smooth my hands over the leather skirt.
"I don't know how I let you talk me into this one. All you'll be thinking about is…well you remember what, I don't need to remind you. I should have gone all conservative on you, it would serve you right, you cocky bastard."
"You didn't need me to talk you into that skirt, maybe to talk you out of it, but not into it. Even you like touching your ass in it, like you're doing now." You say grinning widely.
I blush again, and respond with a simple, "Shut up."
We get inside and the music is loud and I feel my body start to move. Approaching the bar, we get drinks and wander closer to the crowds around the dance floor. You move closer behind me and your hips press against mine, following them closely. I take a sip of my drink and lean back into you. I rest my head back on your shoulder, feeling a moan escape from my throat before I can stop it. One of your hands glides around my waist and presses our bodies even closer together. I lift my head to take another sip of my drink and decide that a gulp of it might be more appropriate for the circumstances. I feel the drink sliding down my throat while we continue to move on the side of the dance floor. The more I drink the less conscious I am of the people around me and the more I notice the erection pressing into my backside. I finish my drink and pull away to hand you the glass.
"Another one, please." I say while smiling at you, knowing just how much you don't want to walk in your condition. I do so love to be wicked to you. You raise an eyebrow at me, and turn without a word as I start to move again to the music. I close my eyes and feel the music loosening me in a quicker way than even the liquor is doing. I feel a hand on my elbow and someone is asking me to dance. I glance at you at the bar, and shrug my shoulders while nodding. I feel the stranger's hands slide around my waist and I feel my body start to move more seductively to the music. I throw my head back and just move. My shoulders, hips, ass and legs all working in tandem, and I smile at this stranger. He moves closer and I adjust to that, dancing to the rhythm and feeling more and more sexual. I slowly turn away from him and feel him pressing against me from behind, although not as close as you were. I look up and see you watching me; your eyes are so intense as you watch me move. I feel my hands gliding over my body and I put on a show just for you. The man behind me reduced to a prop in our sexual awakenings to each other again. You watch every movement like a hawk, and I see you circling me. I feel like I am tingling from head to toe, and I know that it has nothing to do with the cup of alcohol I consumed. The man behind me is running his hands down my body, and I cover his hands with mine while watching you. I use his hands to show you my body, knowing there is nothing for him to complain about. I see you take a step toward me as your tongue flicks out to lick your lips, and I lick mine in return, biting my bottom lip and throwing my head back while baring my neck and bringing his head into the curve of my it. I feel you approaching while I feel the arms around my waist tighten. I see your eyes meet his and he doesn't seem to mind your approach, you lean forward and whisper into my ear.
"You just wait until I get a hold of you, you'll be lucky if I don't fuck you right here.
I should, just for what you've done to me." You move close enough for me to feel you straining for me, and I pluck my drink from your hand. I take a drink while dancing and lean into you.
"Then take a hold of me, what are you waiting for?" I pull my head back from you slowly, sliding my cheek along yours and nipping your bottom lip before pulling away. I swear I can almost hear a growl from your throat over the music and the man behind me backs away. His movement away from me is so sudden I sway backward slightly. I feel your free arm circle my waist and pull me into you, hard. My eyes lock with yours, and I feel like I can almost touch your desire. I look away and take another drink from my cup. I am already halfway done and I have only drunk from it twice. I feel a nervous tightening in my stomach, I watch you finish your drink and walk us over to put it down, your hand only releasing me as much as you have to. I finish my drink and look at you. I feel your hand glide up to my neck and pull me in as you kiss me hard and demanding. I meet every thrust of your tongue as though it was a mating occurring elsewhere. My hands are grabbing at you and I feel your hands everywhere at once. When we finally pull away, I have trouble catching my breath. I look away from you and catch the eye of the bartender, as he comes closer, you order us another round and we remain where we are finishing them in silence. In my nervous state I keep gliding my hands over my body again and again. Watching your fingers cupping the glass, watching you lick the liquid from your lips until I lean over to do it for you. More ferocity in this kiss has me wishing I were anywhere but around people with you. Knowing that I would have no control around you and wanting that. You pull me toward the dance floor again and our bodies rub against each other, teasing and finding each other again. No part is unexplored, I move down your body rubbing my cheek against you, only pausing to nip at you through your pants on the way back up. I feel your fingers digging into my hips when I stand upright before you and you grind into me. My hands are on your ass pulling you closer and your hands glide from my hips upward. Your fingers graze my nipples and I sigh as I feel the muscles clench between my legs. You smile at me as you push yourself against me and I realize we are going to have to find somewhere to go, before we fall on each other and start removing clothing. I already find my fingers are toying with your belt, while your hands have my skirt riding up my thighs. Thankful for the crowd around us I almost scream when you touch my clit under the skirt. You tease it for just a second but the damage is done. I need more and I need it soon. You pull away enough to guide me toward the door to the club. Your fingers are sending flames of desire to the very center of me. Once we get to the car you press me against it and kiss me hard while my hands slide up your chest and then back down, forcing their way between our bodies to cup you, to squeeze you, while the other hand undoes your belt. Once I have it open you push away from me.
"Get in the god damn car, I don't think we're gonna wait." You say in a strained voice as you open the door on my side of the car. Just as I sit down, I feel your hand under my skirt and your fingers are rubbing against me. I feel my hips raise off the seat as my hands cup the sides and dig into the cushion of it. I want your cock there; I want your mouth there.
"They will be," you say, as I realize I said it out loud. I can't think a single coherent thought. My body is betraying me, and moving of it's own volition. You lean into the car and bare my breast just enough to latch your lips onto a nipple. I hear a hoarse cry rip from my lips as my body tightens up again and again.
"Oh, please, oh, god, oh please…" I repeat again and again as my head tosses and turns against the seat and I reach out for your cock. Fuck the belt, I reach for the zipper and undo it reaching inside to pull you towards me.
"I need you inside me, anywhere inside me, I don't care where, just quickly please." I beg and feel your hands adjusting the seat back to make room for you, I undo the button on your pants and feel you spring free the same time the seat reclines back. I shift on the seat lifting one leg up and feeling you push my skirt out of the way. You position yourself over me and the first thrust is deep as my hips rise to meet it. You cover my mouth with yours as the scream of joy and pain is ripped from me. Your hands slip under my ass and lift it, angling it deeper for the second thrust and I can already feel my orgasm rolling through my body. My fingers dig into your shoulder and as you drive into me I feel so lightheaded I almost faint from the feelings you create with each thrust. Either I am having the longest orgasm of my life or they are all overlapping each other. I feel every inch of you inside me, pounding against me. Muscles deep within me clenching and unclenching without my knowing it, and I start to feel tears slip down my cheeks from the joy of it all.
"I want you to come inside me, I want to feel you, please come for me." I beg in a whisper, my lips touching your ear so lightly and then I nuzzle your neck and nibble my way around to the other side, sucking on your earlobe and letting you hear the same noises that you would hear if it were your cock instead of your ear, Moans punctuating the motions of my lips on you. I feel you bury your head in my neck and bite down hard to quiet the sounds that emerge from you while I feel you pumping inside me, the warmth of you flooding me and seeping out slowly as your motions become firm and solid. My back arches up into you, aching and willing. Wanting this again, and soon. As your cock gives one last twitch inside me, you pull back from my neck, your face less than an inch from mine and I kiss your face gently, licking at your lips, begging to be allowed back into them. You let me explore them, plunge my tongue into their depths and caress you as my tongue retreats. I nibble on your bottom lip, sucking it into my mouth. I pull away only to look at you and caress the side of your face.
"Drive me home, please, I need to have you in some privacy next time." You smile and then nuzzle my neck.
"Gladly, as soon as I can move." I giggle at this and feel you pull slowly out of me. I can't stop the whimper from my mouth. You give a soft laugh and pull your pants up, as you sit back. I smooth my skirt back down into place.
"I've missed you… and this," I say softly. "I think when we get to the house you are going to have to carry me inside, I just think I may pass out from sheer contentment on the way home." You chuckle at that.
"Let's just hope we can make it there without having to stop."
I glance up at you, "I'll try and be good. But I am making no promises to behave myself, I don't think you would believe me if I did." I say with a smile.
"I really hope you don't behave. It will give me an excuse to make you pay later." You answer with a smile of your own.
) In the meantime, I will say there is at least two other stories along these lines that I can post if you are interested... In the meantime, I'm off to conquer my school work and to get my happy on...
