Hot Mess
By: ParamoreXO
Cool metal pressing up tight against my crawling skin that was forming mountainous shivers of pure pleasurable bliss; I was being forced upon the chilled hood of my boyfriend's pampered hot rod. Following his determined lead, I perched myself upon the smooth surface, skirt bunching up around my waist that his firm, strong hands were holding onto as if he never wanted to let go. Caressing his flickering tongue with mine, I ran the balls of my heels up the back of his legs, feeling his defined taut muscles clench like his firm jaw at my touch on the dark washed denim. With his sly sexy hands now smoothly making their way in and out from under the hem of my shirt, I let my fingers hold his slightly prickly aftershave scented face, gently grazing over his strong jaw line. In the trance he'd mesmerized me into with those velvety lips that were skillfully kneading out my own now-swollen pair, I was slow to consciously realize that his groping fingerprints were tracing their way across my flat stomach, drumming their way to my sides and slipping up and down them like a cat pawing a curious ball of yarn; then shifting to hold me again by the back as his hungry lips drove away from my own searing pair, moaning in tender ecstasy as paradise escaped to my earlobe. Chewing my ear playfully, his warm words met my moistening flesh: "Baby, I love you. You're…so…damn…gorgeous. I want to…I wanna…"
A devious desire struck my heart at his groaning words heated my ear. Filling out the rest of his sighing, longing words; I shifted my hips steadily against his, an instant response causing my bated breath to cravingly melt to a whimper.
"Yeah, I…I want… that."
Giggling, I grounded against him roughly, feeling the friction build behind the close concealing denim. Feeling his vicious, intense passion sucking lips trail from my ear to caressing my sloping neck as he sucked and tugged at my shivering flesh, I could barely handle the erupting chills cascading down my body as they showered me with undeniable pleasure from head to toe. "Kevin," I breathed, teeth clenched hard, causing them to grind cringingly, "We should…take this…inside."
Without a word, I was in his muscular arms, swept away from all prying eyes behind dusty blinded windows lining the seemingly deserted street. Not wanting to give up the heat we'd let lick us up with flames of red hot fervor, his lips were parting mine enthusiastically all over again, expertly skillful tongue dancing around the deepest, darkest caverns of my mouth yet again.
We didn't even make it to the front porch.