Okay, so I know I've been really horrible about updating lately so I'm really sorry for that. Seems like the only time I'm at home anymore is to take a shower or change clothes or brush my teeth. Anyway, like 95% of this chapter is going to reenforce the M rating so if that makes you uncomfortable, basically all you'll be able to read is the very beginning and the end. Didn't quite mean to drag it out so long, but I was having fun with it. Just as a warning, it might take me a little bit to put the next chapter up. It's a really, really important one and I want it to be perfect. I had it written, but a certain person (who I am extremely grateful to!) made a couple suggestions and it's basically doubled in length and I'm nowhere near done. So far I'm at something like 8,800 words, so it might end up split into two or so chapters although I really don't want to split it. I'm apologizing in advance if it takes me some time to post it but I promise it will be worth the wait!
Once again, I don't own Transformers or any other recognizable name. I'm just playing with 'em. Thanks to all my faithful reviewers, you guys are my inspiration!
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"Sam, I can't believe you bought me a car," Mikaela turned back to look at him from her seat on his lap.
"Why wouldn't I? That's the one thing you've always wanted."
"I know, but a '69 SS is expensive even if it's all run down. A completely restored SS that looks like that? I feel like a bitch saying this, but how could you even afford that?"
"Keller helped me out. He got me a really good deal."
"Thank you, Sam. That has got to be one of the sweetest things anyone has ever done for me."
"Honey, after all we've been through you deserve a little happiness," Sam said and she kissed his cheek.
"Where are we going?"
"Bee's just gonna drive around for a while," As if he suddenly remembered why they had left his house in the first place, Sam moved her hair and started kissing the back of her neck. Mikaela gasped in surprise and felt his hands on her hips again. She reached down and intertwined her fingers with his left hand and brought it to her lips so she could kiss his fingertips. Her head turned towards him and his lips moved until she could feel his breath on her ear. "You are so fucking sexy I don't know how to control myself."
"Then don't," She pressed her lips to his. "Let go baby."
Their lips collided with a renewed vigor. Tongues clashed violently and her back arched involuntarily when he ran his tongue over hers and then sucked on it. She felt his groan when her back arching had pushed her ass harder onto his crotch and teasingly rolled her hips just to make him crazy. His right hand slipped under her shirt and started up her stomach, but just below her breasts he changed his mind and slid it into the waistband of her sweats. The muscles in her stomach clenched with anticipation as he ran his fingers along her center through her panties. Sam ground his palm against her and was rewarded with a shaky moan. Mikaela moved her left leg so she could set her foot on the dash to give him more room and a better angle. He moved her underwear out of the way and immediately began to tease her clit.
"Fuck, Sam," Mikaela moaned and his pants got tighter at the husky tone of her voice.
"That's it baby, just let go," He whispered her words into her ear and slipped a finger inside her. It was all he could do not to moan himself when her back arched, again, and her hand found its way into his hair. Her hips bucked against his finger trying to make him speed up, but he never seemed to cooperate with her. She didn't know how long she could last, not after being interrupted earlier. Mikaela had been so turned on during their dinner and presents afterward that she was surprised nobody had been able to tell. A second finger joined the first and her other hand grabbed hold of his forearm in a tight grip. Sam loved the way she would grab his arm; it meant she couldn't hold on much longer. His thumb circled her clit and occasionally flicked the bundle of nerves. Knowing she was close, he moved his lips to her ear and licked the shell before taking the lobe between his lips and tugged at it with his teeth. Mikaela moaned and he felt her walls tighten around his fingers as an orgasm racked through her body. The hand in his hair pulled roughly and he watched the toes on her foot curl from the pleasure. His fingers never stopped moving as she rode out her orgasm. Sam thought he was going to lose it just from watching her and hearing the little noises she kept making. Her body slumped against his and she captured his lips with hers. The desire and the heat radiating off his body was that much more pronounced in his kiss.
"I love you," Mikaela's lips whispered against his.
"You always love me after I get you off," Sam smiled crookedly and flinched when she pinched his side.
"Asshole," She mumbled and crossed her arms over her chest.
"I love you too," He tickled her sides and was rewarded with one of her blinding smiles.
"Lean the seat back?" She asked and turned so she was straddling his waist. His hand reached down and held the switch until the seat was pushed almost all the way back. Eyes followed her as she scooted down his body until her knees rested on the floorboard. Her small hand groped him through his pants and he watched heatedly as she unbuttoned, then unzipped, them. His hips lifted when she pulled and she pushed them and his boxers out of her way. Fingernails grazed the shaft of his dick and his eyes rolled back.
"'Kaela, I don't know if that's a good idea," Sam panted. "I don't know how long I can last."
"Sammy, we've got all night," Mikaela gave him a wicked smile. "And two stockings full of condoms."
"Woman, you're going to be the death of me," His voice rose on the last word when she wrapped her hand around the base of his dick.
Mikaela watched the feelings play out on his face. As much as she loved moments like these, they wouldn't be near as good if she didn't know how a simple touch from her turned him on so much. She gave him a sultry smile and watched his eyes stare at her mouth when she slowly licked her lips. A hiss escaped him when she leaned down and trailed her tongue from the base on the underside all the way up and over the head and all the way back down the top of it. She lifted her head to watch his face as she stroked her hand up and down. In between his legs, she could feel his muscles tighten as he fought to control himself. Her breath lightly blew on the head and his hands clenched into fists.
"Don't tease me baby," Sam groaned breathlessly. "You're driving me crazy."
No more encouragement was needed. Soft lips took him into her mouth and he let out a shuddering gasp that rocked even her own body. Mikaela's tongue trailed behind her lips and swirled all around his rigid shaft. From her position on the floorboard between his legs, she looked up at Sam through her eyelashes and began a slow, torturous pace that had him throwing his head back and breathing through his clenched teeth. Her free hand massaged his balls, lightly raking her nails across them just hard enough that it wouldn't hurt him. One of Sam's hands finally moved to the back of her head trying to force her to increase her pace so she let go of his balls and took both of his hands in hers.
Sam grunted in impatience, so Mikaela finally decided to take pity on him and bobbed her head a little bit faster. She even finally let go of his hands, knowing the control of her pace would make him crazy. Her hand stayed on the base of his dick, occasionally squeezing, while she swallowed the rest of it and then lifted her head far enough that only his head stayed between her lips and took her sweet time teasing it before going back down again.
"Mikaela," The strangled gasp tore from his lips. "I'm gonna come."
A quick decision was made in her mind. Her pace slowed just a little bit, but every time she took him all the way in the suction increased and she felt his hands pulling at her hair. At the last possible second, she let him fall from his mouth and stroked him rapidly until he threw his head back with his eyes squeezed shut as he let out a long moan and exploded onto his stomach where she'd quickly pushed his shirt out of the way.
When his breathing slowed and his body relaxed, he reached into the center console and pulled out a handful of tissues. After the first time, they'd learned to keep them in the car so they would always have them on hand. Sam's hands moved under her arms and lifted her back on top of him where they engaged in a passionate kiss. Mikaela's hands moved to his chest underneath his t-shirt and ran her nails up and down his toned torso. She tilted her head to the side when his lips trailed kisses along her jaw to her neck. A street light from the highway shone in the window and broke her from her reverie.
"Sam," She said softly.
"What?" His words against her neck made her shiver.
"Backseat," That's all she needed to say and crawled over the center console to the backseat. He sat the passenger seat back up and shoved his pants off but left his boxers on before moving to the back with her.
"I still can't figure out how we manage to fuck back here," Sam laughed. "This backseat is tiny."
"And yet, we do it all the time," A sexy smile lit up her face and he scooted closer towards her so he could lay them both back.
"Yeah, because you're a freakin' sex addict."
"Like you don't love every minute of it," Her eyes rolled in sarcasm.
"I just love you," He gave her a quirky grin. "The sex is just a hell of an added bonus."
Sam's lips found her neck again and she tried to control her breathing. One would think moments like these would lose their luster after two years, but with Sam it got better every time. Nimble fingers found the hem of her shirt and pulled the offending article over her head. They stopped for a moment so she could push the sweats off her legs and he took his shirt off so they were only in their socks and underwear.
"You are so damned beautiful," He whispered reverently and saw her blush.
"Sam," She said softly and tried to hide her face when she knew he saw.
"Mikaela, you just sucked my dick in the front seat of a moving car. Why are you blushing now?"
"It's nothing," She tried to drop the subject by kissing him but he turned his head.
"No, it's something," He took her face in his hands and looked at her intently. "What is it?"
"The way you talk about me...it's like you're amazed," Mikaela bit her lip hoping he would understand.
"Baby, I am amazed. Absolutely fucking amazed."
"Why?"
"You're everything."
"Sam, I don't deserve--" He cut her off.
"No, don't even go there," He said seriously. "Whatever you were going to say, it doesn't matter. I love you. You love me. This right here is about us. This is about how we feel about each other. Nothing else matters but you and me right here right now."
"I fucking love you," Mikaela whispered and he could see the glassiness of her eyes that spoke of unshed tears.
"I know, baby. I fucking love you too," Sam pushed her hair away from her face.
Mikaela leaned down and kissed him with everything she had. His arms wrapped around her waist and she snuggled in closer to him. This kiss wasn't like any other they'd just shared. It was softer, more emotional rather than driven by desire and arousal. That's not to say the latter wasn't there, just muted for the time being. Or until Sam's hand trailed up her spine to her bra and unclasped it. She raised herself up to take it off without breaking their kiss and nipped at the tip of his tongue when his thumbs ran over both of her nipples. Not wanting him to have all the fun, Mikaela found his ear with her lips and left little bite marks all along the outside of it. His ears were one of the quickest ways to turn him on along with the way her hips were moving against his. The heat between their two bodies was almost unbearable combined with the leather seats and the small backseat and as a result they both started to slick with sweat.
"Mikaela, are you absolutely sure you're ready for this?" Sam wouldn't push her any farther than she was ready to go.
"What was it you just said? 'Nothing else matters but you and me right here right now'?" Mikaela saw him open his mouth to tell her it was different so she put a finger over his lips to stop him. "I want this, Sam. We need this."
"I want to hear you tell me you're sure. Tell me you're ready."
"I've never been more ready for anything in my life."
To prove her point, she pushed her thong down her shapely legs and kicked them to the floor before doing the same to his boxers. A condom was grabbed from one of the stockings and quickly rolled onto him. Mikaela lifted her hips and positioned him under her. Their eyes never wavered from each other as she lowered herself until he was completely inside of her. Neither of them moved for a moment as she got used to the feel of him again. Sam laced his fingers through hers when her hips started to rock and pulled her to him so she was flush against his chest. She wanted to go slow, take their time, but knew as soon as they began to move in sync that they wouldn't be able to. Lips collided in a needy kiss and he parted his to allow Mikaela's tongue entrance as it mimicked the movement between their hips. This time it was him who nipped and sucked on her tongue, causing her to tighten her walls around him.
Sam put his hands on her hips to stop her from moving and started to turn his body. Realizing what he wanted, Mikaela slid off of him and lay on her back. He positioned his hands on the seat next to her shoulders as he hovered over her. Eyes half-closed with desire stared up at him and he felt her hand close around him to guide him back inside her. Her back arched as he filled her again and he lowered his head to her chest to tease her nipples.
"Sam," God, his name on her lips made him want to explode right then and there. Legs locked around his waist to pull him in deeper.
Mikaela couldn't ever remember it feeling like this. It had always been amazing, but this...words couldn't accurately describe what it was. Especially when he angled his hips like that, and a moan tore from her body at the new sensation. Her hand found the back of his neck and pulled his head to hers and crashed against his lips. Sam could tell from her urgency that she was close and increased his pace to match her own. Wanting to see her face as the orgasm rage through her nerves, he extended his arms to look down at her. One of her hands grabbed a fistful of her own hair at the top of her head and she pulled her bottom lip in between her teeth.
"Come on baby," Sam grunted in a low voice. "Just let go."
He thrust in one, two, three more times before her walls tightened around him and her back arched as she moaned his name out when the intense orgasm rocked her body. His hips didn't slow as she rode out her orgasm and the way she pulsed around him had him seeing stars. Try as he might, he couldn't hold out any longer and with one last roll of his hips, he buried himself inside her and groaned as he came. On both sides of her body, his arms shook with the lingering effects of his own orgasm and he felt Mikaela put her hands on his chest to help lower him so he rested on his elbows instead of collapsing on top of her. After resting for several minutes and letting his heartbeat return to normal, he stretched into the front seat to get their clothes and the tissues to clean himself off.
"I love you Sammy," Mikaela curled into his chest once they were redressed.
"I love you too darlin'," Sam kissed the top of her forehead. "Are you tired?"
"A lil' bit," She slurred.
"I thought you said we had all night?" He teased.
"Power nap," Came her simple answer. "You better get one too. That's all the sleep we're getting tonight."
"You are going to kill me," Despite his words, he told Bee to take them back home and promptly fell asleep with her in his arms.
The couple tried to sneak past the living room where his parents were still up watching a movie, but he should've known his parents had some kind of radar that alerted them to their return so they could embarrass them some more.
"Mikaela, why are your pants on inside out and backwards?" Judy asked innocently, but the teenagers both knew it was fake by the sly smile on the older woman's face.
"Happens when you have to get dressed in the dark in the backseat of a Camaro," Three mouths fell open at Sam's blunt comment and Mikaela smacked him in the chest.
"Goodnight Judy, Ron," Mikaela dragged Sam towards the stairs.
"Samuel James! Bring those stockings back here!" Ron hollered. "Condoms stay downstairs!" He'd only been kidding, as per usual, but he wasn't expecting what his son said next.
"That's okay Dad, I have like four boxes of 'em in my bags anyhow," Sam gave his parents an arrogant smile and set the two stockings down next to them on the couch. Normally his last two statements would have been completely taboo since it embarrassed the hell out of him to talk about his sex life with his parents, but he was still high on the effects of his orgasm and didn't care.
"Sam!" Mikaela hissed at him from the hallway. Ron and Judy heard another slap a few seconds after their son had left the living room and then guessed that she'd pushed him towards the stairs by the sounds of footsteps stumbling.
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"You dumbass," Mikaela laughed and shut and locked the door to his bedroom. "I'm pretty sure you almost gave your parents a heart attack!"
"It just slipped out," Sam spanked her ass when she walked by him.
"Slipped out huh?" He caught the gleam in her eye and immediately understood the sexual innuendo.
"You're not mad?" Both of them remembered the fight from earlier that afternoon when Judy had interrupted them.
"No, I think you were right that I was more mad that I didn't get off when I was so fucking close," She smiled sheepishly and rolled her eyes.
"Did I seriously just tell my parents we left to fuck in the backseat of my car and that we're going to fuck all night?" All of a sudden there was a mortified look on his face as he took in the conversation from minutes before.
"Yeah, you did," Mikaela took his hand and pulled him to her before slinging her arms around his neck.
Suffice it to say, neither of them slept much that night. In all honesty, they never actually fell asleep. Sometime after the sun had started to rise and the second box of condoms was almost half empty, they passed out from the overload of pleasure they'd both experienced that night.