Working it Out

By: ParamoreXO

"Ninety-eight…ninety-nine…one-hundred."

"Wow," Gwen sighed from her spot on top of the polished hood of my car, clearly impressed as I let go of the wooden beam above me. Dropping to the paved ground, I wiped my hot, sweaty forehead with a grin, "Told ya I could do it."

"Show off," my girlfriend rolled her gorgeous emerald eyes in their sockets, faint traces of makeup framing them. Normally Gwen wasn't the type of girl who did herself up all the time with makeup, but lately, our dates have been an exception. Not that I didn't like it, I thought she looked amazingly hot either way. But whatever, it was a girl thing.

Walking over to where Gwen was perched on the hood of my car, my heart wasn't just pumping violently from the one-hundred pull-ups I'd effortlessly proven that I am capable of to her. We'd been spending the whole, hot, sticky mid-summer day in my garage, having fun of our own. After a few make-outs, an idea had popped into my head. That said idea gave me yet another fun excuse to kiss her and "show off" to her at the same time. Hold your applause, I know, I'm a genius. "Hey, you're the one who challenged me in the first place. Now you know that I can so pull off one-hundred pull-ups."

As she stuck her tongue out at me like a five-year-old, I watched her startling green eyes widen in shock as I swooped over her and kissed her hard, taking full advantage of her exerted tongue. "Mmph!" She tried to yell in surprise but I knew exactly how to relax her instantly. With a few skilled flicks of my tongue on hers, I could feel her warm arms wrap around my neck as she full on kissed me back. I could've moaned in pleasure as her fingers began to run through my thick hair, massaging the back of my neck, but I wasn't about to give her that satisfaction. Pressing into her temptingly curvy body, I lowered her down onto the green and black skin of my tricked out Camero. Even though I took care of my ride way too much, I always made sure I'd taken greater care of Gwen and put her first. How could I not? Not even the fanciest, sickest vehicle in the world could be any better than the girl in my arms right now.

As my hands glided down Gwen's thighs, thumbs rubbing circles everywhere over that soft, creamy flesh, I could feel her shiver under my touch. Grinning over her mouth, I pressed on even further with my tongue as her quavering body fueled me for more. I could feel her heart banging against my chest, through those layers of clothing that didn't have to be there…

"K-Kevin!" Gwen sighed before I dove in for more, alertness ringing in her tone. My eyes snapped open at her cry, breaking away from the kiss. Those deep pools of crystalline jade were wide with fear swirling within their depths.

"What's wrong?" I reached up to stroke her cheeks, knowing it would comfort her. As my thumbs smoothed over her flushed, delicate flesh, her hands lightly rested against the back of my neck. Her shaky fingers were still locked together, just like our lips had been moments ago.

"We need to wait…for that…please."

Just then, I realized what I had been doing in the heat of the moment. Her shirt was bunched around her chest, revealing the slightest hint of a pink, lacey bra underneath. As I gazed longingly down at the bunched up fabric, my forehead resting against hers, I controlled a small growl in the back of my throat. I wanted it, I really did… But I knew Gwen was right: we had to wait. It couldn't happen now, definitely not tomorrow…but until after those wedding bands were slipped around our fingers.

"You're right…I'm sorry Gwen, I was just getting—"

"In the zone?" She suggested, a smile creeping up on her slightly swollen lips.

"Something like that," Lightly, I rubbed my nose against hers, settling for the cozy feeling that was wrapping around us like a thick, toasty blanket. This feeling was definitely hotter than the Summer air right now.

"Kevin, you know I really want it too but…I want to wait. It just wouldn't be right if we did it now."

"I know, and I understand completely," I assured her, running a hand through her long, silky red mane that matched the blazing sun.

"Yeah, and you're not making it easy on me," Motioning for me to get up, she slid out from under me, the shiny hood of my car squeaking beneath her as she made her way around. "So, Mr. Muscle, how many pushups can you do?"

At those teasing words, my lips spread into a wide grin, "I was hoping you'd ask that." I walked over towards her high throne-like perch from on top of my work bench. Resting my hands on her knees, I cocked my head to the side. "Wanna help me count?"

"Not really," She retorted, placing her smaller hands on top of mine, fingers curling around my palms.

"Well," I leaned in slightly, "You obviously haven't tried my way of counting."

One of her red brows shot up, "Which is…?"

"Lay on the ground and I'll show you."

Her perfect little nose wrinkled in disgust as her shocking green eyes surveyed the cement ground. Hmm…It could have been cleaner…but it's not like it was going to kill Gwen if she laid over it, "Ew."

"Come on, baby," I slid my hands up higher on her legs, leaning forward to capture her juicy neck with my lips. Caressing it for a few seconds, I pulled back slightly, making sure my breath slid over all of that exposed skin, "for me?" Giving her a few last supple sucks, I tucked a loose strand of red hair behind her ear, twirling it in my finger, "It'll be really fun."

I had to stop myself from laughing; settling on a wide grin, at the dazed, faraway look smeared across her pretty little face, "O-Okay."

As she lowered herself onto the cool cement floor, kicking a wrench to the side, I stood over her, unable to contain another grin. "You can count for yourself, hot stuff."

She gave another eye-roll, although this time it was less attentive, "Whatever floats your boat."

Slowly, I placed my hands on either side of Gwen's shoulders, which were anything but relaxed. I knew how to fix that… "Loosen up, babe. It'll suck the fun outta it," lowering my body to the ground, the highest peak she could offer pressed tenderly against my defined chest. I could see something behind those panes of green and black glass flicker, turned on by that one simple touch. Then I began filling her whole body in up to our toes, her lips tauntingly mere inches away.

"O-One…" She stuttered with her intense eyes lost in mine. Lowering my head, I kissed her gently on the mouth, treating those tender folds like fragile figurines of glass. Pushing off the ground, I moved away, rising up and over her again.

As I began the descent, I went down slowly…taking my time as if I were paint drying. Resting as my chest met hers, I let them rise and fall together, remembering that flash of pink satin that was hiding beneath her shirt. As my arm muscles tightened, I quickly dropped onto her, kissing her hard and fierce this time. Flickering my tongue in and out like a serpent's, I rose my body the instant I drew it back in. "T-Two," Gwen breathed, air drawing in and out of her lungs irregularly now.

Falling into her again, I was careful where I placed my hips: directly over hers. That tropical smell her skin was soaked with was gripping tightly around my neck, suffocating me with the toxicity of her scent. As I nudged her neck with the tip of my nose, she leaned her head back to allow better access. Nuzzling all the skin I could capture, that tropical whirlwind of fruity scents trapped me in that little crook she'd made. Planting my lips on a certain delicate spot I'd come accustomed to, I sucked on it lightly, trying not to let my lips tug into that devious smile I was trying to hide. With the most gentle, careful touch, I clamped my teeth around a fold of skin, tugged on it while moving no more than a mere millimeter, then let go. Just as I was about to pull away, her melodious voice began to form the next number in her counting.

"F—"

Then, I thrust my pelvis hard into her hips, making sure I hit home dead on.

"FOUR!" She moaned, chest rising high with her back arched in a steep incline. Snickering, I lifted myself from her panting figure, my eyes roaming over that risen peak that was becoming even more tempting than before, jutted out so perfectly like that.

"Don't you mean "three"?" I chuckled as her pleading emerald orbs met mine.

"Just shut up and kiss me." With that, she wrapped her legs tightly around mine, as if she were binding me and locking it all up, throwing away the key. Without warning I crashed on top of her like a rumbling wave. I don't think she minded my crushing her since her arms immediately sprang around my neck, wrapping up around me tight. Lips crushing onto my hungry pair, it was the most powerful kiss I'd ever experienced. The beast inside me was let loose, off the leash with the chains and muzzle thrown aside. My lips were moving against her velvety pair vigorously, with so much heat and passion that I thought hers would bleed from the intensity of it all. Our raging tongues were acting as if they were in the ring, wrestling the others while giving them everything we had. Trying to pin hers to the roof of her mouth, she'd counter it with one simple twist or lick. As her fingers tangled themselves in my hair as if my inky roots were thick vines of the jungle, my greedy hands roamed over her hips, circling her sides, one goal in mind. And I was going to get it.

Her legs wrapped tighter around me, pulling me into her even deeper. Was she trying to make me go against everything we'd agreed upon about it? It was as if she was the dangerous, dark waters I couldn't afford to collide with. If I did, I'd surely drown.

"Mmm," she sighed as I drove into her hips again. A shot of adrenaline zapped my veins, pumping my heart faster for the prize I'd set my eyes on ever since I met with her again that one fateful night...it was so long ago…

"OMIGOD!" Reality caught back up with us at the shrill scream, the spell that had vexed us both went away in a puff of smoke and disappeared into the thick, heated air… Or maybe it just felt hot in here to Gwen and me.

"MOM!" Gwen yelled as she unhooked herself from me, ripping her hands out of my hair (ouch!), I rolled off of her like a spy, ducking as if it were a life and death situation. Well, with the look of horror on Mrs. Tennyson's face, it might as well have been. If things weren't bad enough, Gwen's shirt was practically up to her shoulders. "Umm, what are you, er, doing here?"

Helping Gwen up, I noticed that her cheeks had actually managed a shade darker than her fiery mane. Across from us was a horrified Mrs. Tennyson, arms crossed limply over her chest, which was plenty more covered than Gwen's had been. "Well…" She glared at us both, "You weren't answering your phone, Gwendolyn, so I had to come and get you. You're already ten minutes late from babysitting the Brown's kids."

"Oh shit!" Gwen cursed and then paled at the daggers her mother sent her, "I MEAN EXCUSE ME!"

Rushing over to my Camero, Gwen plucked her purse up from where it had been slouching on the hood. Running back over to me, she did the last thing I would have ever thought in my wildest dreams with her mother standing right there: She gave me a full-on lip-lock.

Unable to resist, I kissed her back in full reply, pulling at her bottom lip as she raked her fingers down my sighing chest. "I'll talk things over with mom. No one's taking my bad boy away," She whispered into my ear, hot breath casting a spell over me once again. I knew I had to resist though, with Gwen's mother right there, probably wanting to shoot me or rip my head off and slice it to shreds...then possibly burn it after that…

As my redheaded bombshell of a girlfriend pulled away, she gave me a wink. "And mom," She turned to the trembling woman who was obviously appalled. "He wasn't all over me, I was all over him."

With that, Gwen had somehow managed to get her mom into the car and not cuss me out like her dangerously flashing eyes were completely suggesting. As the enraged woman hurriedly pulled out of my driveway, Gwen rolled down her window and blew me a kiss. In a flash and a roar of the motor, I watched as they trailed smoke behind them, exhaust spilling out of the muffler. Blinking a few times, I couldn't move a single muscle. What had just freakin happened?