3 Hour Drive
By Lyssa
I
pulled into the closest parking space just to the right of the doors.
I checked my hair and make up as I got out of the car making sure that
the three hour drive didn’t leave me looking like a mutant.
I didn’t look half bad.
I
got out of the car pulling my sheer shirt down over my belly button and slung my
purse over my shoulder. I walked in
instantly looking for him. I
strolled around the halls looking for his studio. I walked in and saw him sitting and laughing with the rest of
the guys with Nick recording. He
turned around and his green eyes met mine. His jaw dropped. “Honey what are you doing here?”
“I
came to see you, what time do you get to go home?”
“Not
until six.” He dug in his pocket
and pulled out his keys and took a key off the ring.
“Here, go hang out at my house and I’ll be there about quarter after,
then we’ll do something.” I took his key and waved to the rest of the guys and walked
out.
Six
fifteen, right on the dot. He
walked in looking for me. He heard
something stirring in the kitchen so he looked there first.
He turned the corner and saw me in one of his dress shirts unbuttoned to
my mid stomach and his black cowboy hat frying chicken.
I sensed him there and turned. “Are
you hungry? I made you chicken,
mashed potatoes, green beans, tea and nice big apple pie.”
He
nodded. The only response he could
come up with at the time. His eyes
kept traveling my body wondering how much I was missing under that shirt.
“Go
sit down. The chicken will be ready
in just a minute.” I tapped his
butt and he went and sat at the kitchen table in plain view of me.
He studied me for any accidental movements that might cause him to get a
glimpse of panties. I wore none. I
sat the chicken on the table between the beans and potatoes. “So how was recording?”
I asked serving myself some beans.
“Not
bad.” He forked a piece of
chicken on his plate. “How was
your day?”
“For
a three hour drive it actually wasn’t that bad.”
I crossed my legs and put my napkin in my lap and turned and put the hat
on the chair on my right, across from him.
“What
made you drive all this way?”
“It
was a spur of the moment thing. I
woke up this morning and decided I wanted to see you.”
I watched him dig in on everything he piled on his plate.
He must have been really hungry. We
ate with light conversation. I
watched his eyes drift to my chest a few times during our meal.
He thought he was the only one that couldn’t wait until he could put
his hands on me. Hell, I think that
if I didn’t have self control I would have been on him when he got through the
door. I watched him finish off all
the food I made and I took the plates to the sink.
He stood up behind me while I was rinsing. He threw his arms around me and rubbed my breasts letting one
slip in the shirt. It took all I
had to stop him.
“No
no. You still have pie.”
I
turned off the water and turned around to push him away.
Instead, he grabbed me and threw me up on the counter next to the sink
and kissed me. Oh Lord I wanted
that kiss for weeks now. He pulled me up against him and ran his fingers through my
hair. I sighed grabbing on to his
butt pushing him harder against me. His
tongue explored every inch of my mouth before he moved to my neck.
He unbuttoned the shirt all the way and opened it taking in the sight
before him. He sucked on my breasts
as his finger teased my opening. His
fingers slid into me finally and I groaned.
I loved his hands. He had great hands.
He looked down and watched his fingers slip in and out of me then looked in my eyes and grinned. He got down on his knees and pulled out his fingers. He put them in his mouth watching my eyes. Then he put his hands on my butt and slid me forward to the edge of the counter. He moved closer to me and put my legs over his shoulders and slowly slid is tongue in me. I fell back against the cabinet loudly and tried to hold myself up. His tongue made circles over my clit slowly when he slid his fingers back in. One of my hands went to his head and ran my fingers through his short hair and the other held myself up.
I
looked down and watched him concentrating on his work.
God I wonder if he knew how good at that he was.
I leaned my head back moaning when he nipped at my clit.
I felt my orgasm. I tried to
hold it off; I never wanted this to end. But
my body didn’t listen to me. I
gripped the cabinet behind me and screamed his name.
He knew what was coming so he used his free hand and held my hips to him
as I came. Once my orgasm subsided
he stood up and kissed me. It was a
sweet and gentle kiss. His tongue
almost mimicking the motion it used on my clit.
He wrapped his arms around me, holding me.
He knew me too well. He
always knew what I wanted with out me saying a word.
He pulled away and smiled.
That
was good pie. Can I have more?”
I smiled back and shook my head. “It’s my turn.” I slid off the counter and backed him against the refrigerator. I got on my toes and kissed him leaning my entire body into him. I kissed down his jaw and began unbuttoning his shirt. I kissed where each button had been then once I got to the end I took his shirt off of him throwing it on the floor. I sucked his right nipple first, while I removed his belt. Then his left when I unbuttoned his pants. I moved further down his torso until I reached his treasure trail. I traced my finger down it and pulled down his pants and boxers just enough to release his hardening cock.
I
got down on my knees and looked up at him.
He was waiting impatiently for my next move.
I looked back at his cock and licked my lips.
I held it in my hand moving slowly back and forth then I guided it into
my mouth. He groaned and put his
hands in my hair guiding me. I took
most of it into my mouth and sucked hard. He
groaned again holding a fistful of my hair.
I started to move up and down his length sucking then licking. I reached up and cupped his balls in my hand rolling them
around and massaging them.
“Oh
God yes, just like that.” He
whispered barely audible.
I
pulled him out of my mouth and my hand moved up and down his shaft as I stood
up. He grabbed me and kissed me
hard pulling me into him. My hands
went up into his hair massaging his scalp when he pulled away.
He led me backwards until I hit the table.
He pushed me against it. He
took his pants and boxers completely off as I reached for the hat and put it on.
I kissed him hard.
I
pulled away and whispered. “Lay
on the table.” He did as told.
I climbed up and sat astride his hips and leaned down and licked his
lips. I sat up and slid him inside
me. I leaned back against his
thighs and watched him close his eyes and sigh.
“Look at me.” I
commanded sternly. His eyes shot
open and looked at me as I began moving slowly back and forth.
His eyes watched my hips moving on him and his hands when right to my
breasts. I loved to watch his face
when I fucked him this way. My
right hand went to his on my breast and I held it there and the other went to
the hat holding it in its place. “You
like that baby?” I asked
squeezing his hand on my breast.
“God
yes.” He groaned sitting up.
His arm snaked around my back and pushed my chest against his face.
I knew how much he loved my breasts.
He latched onto a nipple and sucked hard.
I increased the pace I moved on him.
I leaned back and he put his hands on my hips helping me set the pace.
My breathing became ragged and shallow as I felt the familiar tingling.
“Oh
baby, I’m cumming.” I moved on
him faster wanting him to cum with me. “Cum
baby.” I groaned and gripped onto
him feeling my body jerk. He
wrapped him arms around me and grunted as his own spasms were overcoming him.
We sat there clinging to one another for a few minutes until he spoke.
“God
I love you.” He kissed me gently
running his hand over my cheek.
“I
love you too, baby.” I let go of
him and got off the table closing the shirt. He took the hat off my head and put it on his.
“I’m
the cowboy, not you.” He smiled
and hugged me. “What do you say
to fucking a cowboy now?”
I smiled. “Mmm, cowboys do turn me on.”
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