Michael glanced over at Sara wondering if she were anywhere near as bored of the road as he was. They had played just about every game the two of them could think of to make the time pass since the radio in their old car gone on the fritz.
They had talked about everything they could think of to talk about. He now knew more about Sara then he knew about himself, and she him, or so it seemed. Michael found himself wondering if this was how old married couples were. Did they simply talk so much that eventually they no longer had anything to talk about? He hoped not. He and Sara hadn't talked that much had they?
He was racking his brain for something to talk about; another game, to play, anything to break the silent boredom when it came to him.
"Do you know what I would like to do to you when we get to the next stopping point"? Michael asked giving her a sideways grin.
Sara looked at him a small smile playing across her lips. "No, why don't you tell me", she said smiling and slipping her hand into his.
Michael rubbed his hand over his head thinking deeply.
"I want to carry you to the bed….no wait we have been in this car too long. I want to carry you to the shower. And then set you down and carefully tear your clothes off of you", Michael said starting over.
"Carefully huh"? Sara said grinning as she briefly glanced away from the road.
"Yeah well, you do have to wear them again, said the ever practical Michael.
"Then I want to join you in the shower, taking my time washing every inch of your body", he said getting that look in his eyes that Sara had come to know so well in their time together.
"Then what"? Sara asked liking this game more and more. It sure beat the hell out of I spy she thought as her grin widened.
"Then when your all soapy I want to slide my hands up and down your body", he said.
"Go on", said Sara looking at him briefly before focusing once more on the road.
"Then I want you up against the wall, your palms flat against it, as I reach from behind you cupping your breasts in my hands", Michael continued "
And then as I pull you against me letting you feel what you do to me Sara, how crazy you make me", said Michael. "I want to slide my hands down between your legs touching you just the way you like it, I want to hear you moan for me Sara", he said his voice growing deeper.
"And then just when you think you can't last a second longer I want to pick you up and carry you to the bed", said Michael.
"Won't the blankets get wet"? A smiling Sara teased.
Michal the neat freak ignored her and continued.
"Then I want to ease myself between your thighs as I lick the water from you stomach, making my way to your breasts. Once I get to your breasts I want to suck the moisture from your nipples making them harder and harder, as you moan louder and louder".
Sara's hand left his and slid onto Michael's thigh as he continued.
"Then as you get more and more aroused, I want to slide into you slowly. I want to taste your moans as my tongue finds your mouth Sara", Michael said in a low sexy voice.
"I want to feel every inch of you wrapped around me as we move together. I want your silky hotness to envelope me taking me closer and closer. And as we near orgasm I want to slow my pace to make it last longer so that I can be inside of you a little longer", Michael said grinning when he saw what his little game was doing to Sara.
He watched her lick her bottom lip in anticipation of his next words.
"And then as you pull me closer wrapping your legs tightly around me, I want to make you come with me Sara, I want to feel your legs shake around me as your orgasm tears through you", Michael said as Sara pulled into the motel parking lot.
"Sounds like fun", said Sara grinning at him.