Slipping her heels off, Amanda pulled her knee to her chest and dug her thumbs into the aching arch of her foot. At the sound of a content sigh leaving her, Sonny looked over at her from his place in the drivers seat. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of her, her sweet, concentrated face aglow from the dozens sets of brake lights in front of them.
An accident had backed up the BQE for miles but the normal stress and anxiety that accompanied such traffic was nowhere to be found. Amanda had called Sienna to advise her of their likely delay and was now completely happy to be sitting in a car with her boyfriend. Between work and the girls, alone time could be rare so they made sure to enjoy any time they got together.
With one hand on the steering wheel, Sonny reached his other hand out to the back of her neck. Her blonde locks were swept over one shoulder and the sleek line of her neck beckoned him. His thumb ran down the chords of her throat and he found is difficult to keep his eyes on the road in front of him. "Ya neck is tight, baby." He let his fingers rub into the tense muscles at the base of her neck and she rolled her head on her shoulders to look over at him.
"You know I carry everything in my neck and shoulders." She sighed crossing one leg over the other as she settled comfortably in her seat.
Slipping his hand down the back of her dress, he massaged the stiff muscles along her shoulder and upper back. "I'll work it out for you when we get home." He promised.
Humming, she smiled over at him as his hand dropped from her neck to her lap. The hem of her dress pooled high in her lap, exposing her long legs more than he had seen all night. His large hand moved back and forth along her toned thigh, his thumb swiping at the seam of her crossed legs on every upstroke.
Her breath caught in her chest and she trained her eyes on his face, trying to gauge if he was aware of the effect he was having on her. His sweet, handsome face was focused on the traffic in front of him, his bright eyes twinkling from all the lights. The ache deep in her in belly intensified with every swipe of his palm along her leg.
Letting her legs fall open, she hiked the skirt higher for good measure. The move caught his attention and his eyes tore from the idling vehicles in front of them. He was suddenly thankful for the standstill because there was no way he could pull his gaze away from the image of her in the passenger seat.
The way she looked at him. That devious twinkle in her slate eyes and the way her teeth cut into the tissue of her smirking lips. It made his pants tighten and his mouth water for her taste on his tongue. His hand squeezed the flesh of her thigh and the wickedness on her face deepened.
Sparing a glance at the traffic in front of him, his sharp eyes found her again in time to see her take his large hand in her two smaller ones and move it higher along her thigh. The feeling of her smooth skin under his fingertips made his heart gallop in his chest, it was hot and dewey and he wanted nothing more to nuzzle against it.
When his hand moved higher under her skirt, the bare skin he was met with caused her forgotten panties to burn a hole in his pocket. A gasp escaped her parted lips as his fingers dipped into the her slick opening, letting the wetness below escape. "God damn, Mand. You're so wet." He rasped as he slid knuckle deep and her breath caught in her throat.
She loved when her good Catholic boy took the Lord's name in vain.
Readjusting in the seat, she angled her hips so his wrist was curled under her allowing her to ride his fingers. The feeling of her arousal leaking onto his palm make him swell inside his dress pants. Bracing one hand on the dashboard, the other clung to his forearm as a moan bubbled up her throat.
Keeping the wheel steady with his knee, his hand dropped to the quickly growing tent in his lap as he watched her head fall back against the head rest. He had always been in completely awe of Amanda's sexuality, even before they had gotten together. It just oozed from every fiber of her being, whether it was intentional or not.
It was no wonder he was a goner for her so early on in their friendship. And now that they were together, he found that the magnetic pull she had over him bled into so many different facets of their life. Watching her be a mother, an advocate, a girlfriend… his girlfriend, he had never seen anything sexier.
Except maybe her riding his fingers in the front seat if his car.
Amanda was moaning and mewling as she moved but before she could reach her climax she took his a hand from between her legs. His mouth dropped open as she brought his shining fingers up her face.
Completely enamored by the siren next to him, Sonny didn't notice the shift in traffic and suddenly a car horn blared from behind them. A pink hue colored his cheeks as he caught up with the car ahead of them. She let out a throaty chuckle as she ran the tip of her tongue up his forefinger, drawing his attention back to her.
It felt like his brain was in a tug a war with itself, trying to be responsible and focus on the road or drink in the sight of his smoke show licking herself off of his hand. Dominick Caris Jr. was of logic and sound mind but she drove him to the brink of absolute insanity.
A hiss escaped through his clenched teeth as her plump lips wrapped around each digit and sucked, cleaning him of her juices. "Holy shit", he breathed, using every ounce of strength in him to keep his eyes from rolling back in his head.
When her gaze dropped to admire his massive erection, a scrap of white lace sticking out of his pocket caught her attention. She unbuckled her seatbelt and his eyebrows pulled together in confusion as she moved to kneel sideways on the seat, facing him.
Sparing a quick glance at the standstill traffic, he brought his palm to her collarbone and swept his thumb along the line of her throat. "Sweathea't, what are ya doin'?" He asked, his voice low and raw.
Reaching for his belt buckle, she pressed an open mouth kiss to the side of his neck before breathing in his ear. "Pay attention to the road, Dominick." When she tugged on his pants, he managed to lift his hips enough for her to slide them down. She bit her smiling lip as she looked down at him, now free from the cloth confines.
Watching her sweep her blonde waves into a messy bun, he let his head fall back against the headrest as a groan bubbled up his throat. He knew what was coming. She hooked the panties with her finger and pulled them from his pants pocket before catching the edge of them between her teeth. His erection jumped in anticipation as she wrapped the lace around her palm.
Bending over the center console, she made a point of hiking the hem of her dress over her ass. A move that made the blood ruin like molten lava through his veins, only put to shame when she wiggled her bare ass. Carisi was suddenly grateful he decided to splurge for the darker tints on the car windows, they didn't need an audience for this. She nestled into his lap, her head between his heaving abdomen and the steering wheel.
A quick swipe of her hot tongue gathered the pre cum that collected at his tip as she wrapped her lace-covered hand around the base of him. Before he could get a grip on his spinning head, she took him so deep into her throat it made his eyes water. The flat of her tongue swiped up the length of him on every up stroke as her hand twisted and pumped, the delicious friction from the lace setting his skin on fire.
"Fuck, you drive me crazy." He seethed, one hand white-knuckling the steering wheel while the other squeezes the back of her neck. From what his clouded mind could gauge, traffic was at a full stop and would be for some time so he shifted the car into park, not trusting himself much longer.
The sound of her mouth working over him filled the car and made an sudden urgency tingle in his fingertips, his hand moving down her back and twisting in the material of her dress. Her hips wiggled as his hand moved lower, humming around him in anticipation of his touch on the areas that ached for him the most. She moved her hand down to cup his balls and the dual sensation of her hand and mouth made him brace his hand against the ceiling.
This had to be the single most mind-blowing moment of his entire life. The most gorgeous woman, the love of his life, giving him the best head he could've ever imagined. Her sexy little sounds, the way she seduced him with sway of her overheated body. He was honestly surprised he had lasted this long.
His large hand palmed the smooth globes of her ass and she arched her back, pressed herself back into his grasp. She released him from her mouth briefly, her panting lips still connected to his glistening cock by several strings of her saliva mixed with his cum. He spared a glance at her and the sight before him made a primal wave of desire wash over his entire body. She took him back in her mouth while he simultaneously slid two fingers into dripping folds, knuckle deep.
The moan that tore from her throat reverberated around him and he saw stars when she pushed further, taking him so deep her nose pressed against his pubic bone. He was losing grip and fast so he pumped his fingers at a rapid pace, trying his damndest to bring her to the brink along with him.
Feeling the telltale quivering of her thigh muscles, Amanda knew that delicious release was barreling towards her. She swallowed around him, the head of his cock gripped in her constricted throat and his balls tightened in her palm. He scissored his two fingers and twisted them inside of her as his other hair moved to fist in her blonde twisted locks.
"Manda, Christ." He growled, his hips lifting off the seat as he emptied himself down her throat in three steady spurts. She was right behind him, coming apart and fluttering around his fingers as she swallowed every last drop of him.
The sound of the idling engine and his heaving breaths filled the small space as she eased off his lap, wiping her dripping mouth with the back of her hand. When she sat back on her heels, she noticed just how intensely those blue eyes were watching her. Heavy lidded with lust and keenly reverent. The way he saw her, really saw her, into the farthest depths of her souls was the thing she had been missing her whole life. She had always ran from intimacy, scared to bare herself to another human being. But that intimacy had turned out to be one of her favorite parts of their relationship and it was all because of him.
Reaching out, he pressed his hand to her cheek and swiped his thumb under her plump bottom lip. "How are you even real?" He asked as his breathing started to return to normal.
"I think that every morning I wake up next you." She countered sweetly, looking up at him through her batting eyelashes. A horn sounded from behind them which made her laugh as she leaned forward to pressed her lips against his. "Get me home safe, alter boy."
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Fun fact: I once bruised my ribs against the center console while giving road head... luckily it worked out better for these two.