Car Trouble

Watching the snow drift lightly on my windshield I was a little lost in my thoughts and not particularly looking forward to going back to school on Monday. Ever since breaking up with Eli I'd been sort of down, I'd spent Christmas with Dad since Mom and Glen went out to visit Jake. It had been an awkward Christmas with my new stepmom and her 13 year old daughter both of whom I had never met until a week ago. Spinner and Emma had invited me up for New Year's so I'd been there for the last week and I'd had a wonderful time. Now though, I was on the drive back to Toronto. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice the car was starting to make funny noises until it suddenly stopped!

"No no no no, what are you doing?! Aghhhh why won't you start, I don't want to be stuck in the snow!" I yell at the car and hit the steering wheel with both hands.

When I turn the key for the fourth time and the car still doesn't start I give up and pull out my cell to call a tow truck. I'm looking for one using the locator app when a car pulls up and I look over to see Fitz. I haven't seen Fitz in over a year but I am very happy to see a friendly familiar face in my time of need. I unlock the passenger door and he gets in, he's wearing jeans and a thick jacket because it's very cold.

"I thought that was you. You okay Clare?" Fitz asks.

"Hi Fitz thanks for stopping. My car just stopped, I don't know what happened," I tell him, still grateful to see a familiar face.

"Pop the hood I'll take a look," Fitz tells me. He gets out of the passenger seat and I pop the hood. I wait a few minutes then he closes the hood and comes around to the driver's side. "You're leaking oil; I think the engine is cracked. I work at Tony's garage now; I can give you a ride back and send someone from the garage to get the car. I can fix it for you and just charge you for the parts," Fitz offers.

"Ok thanks Fitz," I smile. He helps me get all the stuff from my car and put it in his, then we get in and he turns on the heater to warm us up. "If you work at Tony's then you must know Jay," I comment as he begins driving.

"Yeah he's one of our best mechanics, how do you know Jay? He doesn't seem like the kind of guy you'd be hanging out with, not to mention he's what eight years older than you?" Fitz asks.

"Nine years actually but no he's not the kind of person I'd normally hang out with. Actually I haven't seen Jay in about three years so we don't exactly hang out. One of his closest friends is like an older brother to me and when my sister had a hard time a few years ago they both looked out for me," I explain to Fitz.

We spend the rest of the drive talking about Jay and I tell Fitz about Spinner and Emma. Before I know it the whole two hour drive has passed.

"Come on I'll tell them where your car is and that it needs to be towed," Fitz tells me parking at Tony's Garage.

I get out of the car and follow Fitz inside, the cold air bites at my nose and cheeks. We walk in through the door and the people at the front desk look over at us.

"Hi Fitz," says a guy with a name badge that says Kip.

"Hey is Jay around?" Fitz asks.

"Yeah in the garage working on a car," Kip replies.

"Wait here I'll be back in a second, you can't come into the garage," Fitz tells me, I nod and sit down.

A few minutes later Fitz comes back out with Jay, who is wearing coveralls and is covered in grease.

"Hey Clare," Jay smiles at me "Louie is on his way to get your car and I'll take a look at it when it gets here. Fitz is going to take you home so you aren't waiting here. I'll fix it and just charge you for the parts," Jay informs me.

"Thanks Jay," I smile and he kisses my cheek.

Fitz puts an arm around me loosely and we walk out to his car again. Of course Fitz already knows where my house is so he drives straight there without me having to tell him how to get there. When we arrive it's just getting dark and no one is at my house because Mom and Glen are still with Jake.

"I'll help you get your stuff in," Fitz says parking in the driveway.

I run up unlocking my front door then return to Fitz's car to get the rest of my stuff. He brings in most of the bags, I only carry one and he even carries them upstairs to my room. I take my coat off and shiver a little, deciding I better turn up the heat. Fitz follows me down and I stop at the thermostat but he continues to the front door.

"Do you want to stay for a bit? My parents are visiting my stepbrother and they won't be back for a couple of days."

"Yeah sure," Fitz smiles stepping away from the front door and taking off his jacket.

"I just turned up the heat but it will take a few minutes, you want some hot chocolate?" I offer.

"Yeah thanks," he grins sitting on the sofa.

I tell him to find something on TV and I make us some hot chocolate. Fitz finds a romantic comedy and I sit down handing him a mug of hot chocolate. After about an hour Jay calls to tell me what's wrong with the car and I tell him to fix it all and I can put it on my Mom's credit card. Jay tells me it's going to take a while to get a part but that he'll bring it over in the morning.

"Jay will drive my car over in the morning," I tell Fitz.

"You want me to stay the night?"

"I'm a big girl I can stay alone for a night," I contend taking our empty mugs to the sink.

"That's not what I meant," Fitz says coming up behind me.

His hands graze down my arms, my body quivers so hard I almost drop the mugs. Fitz's lips touch down to my neck, trailing open mouth kisses to my jaw. I barely manage to set the mugs on the counter before turning and capturing his lips with mine. His tongue shoots in immediately as his arms go around my back. I tighten my arms around his neck standing on my tiptoes and deepening the kiss. His warm strong tongue tastes like chocolate and his large hands are gripping my shirt. He rips it off over my head and drops it to the floor, his eyes light on my breasts being held by my red satin bra and a licentiously lustful smile of pleasure curls up his mouth. His dark brown eyes are clouded by carnal wanting and glinting with fervor.

I can see the bulge growing in his jeans, my heart rate speeds up, my skin pickled with goose flesh and erotic excitement. I bite my lip reaching for it, my hand grazing along his jeans gently caressing over the bulge. A low grunt comes from the back of his throat and his eyes become half lidded. I take his shirt and pull it over his head, biting my lip at the sight of his washboard abs; his hands grip my breasts over my bra as I drag my fingers along his abs to the top of his jeans. He slips off my bra letting it fall to the floor as I undo the button. Each of his hands encasing my breasts, squeezing lightly and pinching my nipples, this action eliciting a moan from my lips, my teeth biting into my lower lip just a bit more. He begins kissing the tender flesh on my breasts while I unzip his jeans and my pussy starts to get hot and wet.

I'm dying to feel him, the fires of desire within me are roaring and I want him to fill me. I tug roughly on his jeans to get them down and then his boxers. His erection springs free and my pussy lips tingle at the sight of him, he's large and I want him now! Reaching out I curl my hand around him, he moans a little and takes his hands off my breasts. His lips find mine and he kisses passionately, when his lips pull away he pushes me back just a little so that he can get off his shoes and the rest of his clothes, leaving them in a pile on the kitchen floor. Now that he's all naked he picks me up and tosses me over his shoulder. We don't even make it up stairs he simply takes me to the sofa and lies me down. He reaches over and unzips my jeans then tugs them down swiftly. Before pulling any farther he takes off my boots and socks. Then he tugs off my jeans and rips off my panties, not only is this show of strength titillating but I enjoy watching his muscles ripple as he rips them off. Both of us are nude now and he gets on the sofa between my legs, slipping one arm under my back he lifts my ass a little and thrusts into me. I whimper into a quivering moan, my eyes closing, my hands gripping his arms, my heels digging into the sofa. He thrusts hard and fast, his large throbbing cock going deep, my whimpering cries quickly become long endless moans.

Our breathing speeds up until its hard quick panting, he kisses my flesh a little and then he suddenly flips us until I'm on top! I moan, squeal, whimper and quiver all at the same time, my legs curl up until I'm straddled over him and I have to sit up. Bracing my hands on his chest as he grabs my waist and begins moving me along him, this new position pushes him so far into me I have to lean forward a little. My body is trembling with so much pleasure I can hardly move, after a few minutes of him moving me however I find my rhythm and I start riding his cock on my own. No longer needing to move me his hands move from my hips to my breasts and he squeezes. I emit a rapturously aroused moan and throw my head back, my eyes closing.

"Fitz oh god mmm yes Fitzzzzzzzzzzzzz!" I hiss the z like a salacious snake as I cry out at the peak of ecstasy.

"Nnngngngn Clare!" He makes a guttural groan.

I collapse against him and he pulls out of me, forcing one last whimper from my lips. My hands resting on his chest, both of us panting and lightly beaded by sweat. His scent, mine and the smell of sex hang heavy in the room. As I begin to recover I become overwhelmed by sleep and drift off listening to his heart. When I wake up its late the next morning and I'm still asleep on his chest, he's pulled the blanket from the back of the sofa over us. I kiss his chest and he wakes up, gives me a blissful smile and pushes a curl behind my ear.

"You look hot with sex hair," he grins and it makes me giggle.

"We should probably get dressed and get some breakfast," I remark and then get off him so he doesn't have much of a choice. "I'm going upstairs to get dressed," I tell him grabbing my jeans and panties from the floor.

"I'd rather eat breakfast naked," he says.

I laugh again and toss his jeans at him from the kitchen. I go upstairs and change into clean clothes. When I come back down he's dressed and we eat a quick breakfast finishing just as Jay pulls up with my mom's car. Fitz starts putting on his shoes while I open the door for Jay.

"Hey car's all done, runs like new now," Jay tells me.

"Thanks I'll give you my mom's credit card to run," I tell him and fetch it from my purse.

Jay calls over to the shop and has them run the credit card while Fitz gathers his things. Before Fitz leaves I give him a passionately fervent kiss, lingering in the kiss and griping the back of his neck.

"I'll be back tonight, wouldn't want you here alone," Fitz tells me with a grin.

I smile and bite my lip while Jay gives an approving smile, then they walk to Fitz's car and drive off. I lock the door, leaning against it; Eli is entirely erased from my mind and has been replaced by Fitz.