Here’s installment 2. DISCLAIMER: It’s R-rated, so I don’t recommend it being read at work unless you’ve got amazing control of your physical reactions. With that out the way, here you go you naughty readers…
Andrea and Tariq finally withdrew from each other’s arms and stared with intimate knowledge at each other. The palpable sexual tension soared like flames in a five-alarm fire and if they didn’t get out of the parking lot and into the car, they’d soon be arrested for lewd behavior and or public indecency. Tariq picked up his bag, wrapped his arm around Andrea’s waist and they strolled; rather floated toward her car. With the bagged stowed on the back seat and each seated and fastened in, Andrea started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot. Tariq rubbed his hand up and down Andrea’s thigh as he smiled and stared at her profile while Andrea tried to intently stare at the road ahead. At the stop sign, Andrea glanced over at Tariq whose smooth complexion glowed under the street light further enhancing his handsome features. Before Andrea could turn away Tariq caught her stare.
“Whatcha thinkin’ Andie?”
Andrea sighed. She loved when he called her Andie. It wasn’t so much that no one else called her that; it was simply that way Tariq said it. There was extra emphasis on the A and a soft flow on the rest of letters. Andrea felt her stomach quiver and a familiarly intense pulse between her legs.
“Nothing really.” She casually replied knowing full well it was a lie.
It was a lie indeed and Tariq knew it, but went along with her denial.
“Okay.” He stated. “So, how was your day? You sounded a bit distracted when we spoke earlier. “He went on.
“Distracted?” Andrea thought. “How could I not be? “ She continued her mental dialogue.
“Yea, it was a bit hectic for me work wise; couldn’t wait to be done today.” Andrea finally responded as she continued toward home, which somehow seemed like a million miles away.
Tariq smiled to himself and Andrea saw it out the corner of her eye. She was doing everything in her power not to make eye contact. Those sexy eyes that invited and captivated her; rendering her helpless whenever he looked at her. It wasn’t even a simple as him just looking at her; it felt like he was looking within her. An involuntary sigh escaped her mouth without and she immediately felt her will dissipate as Tariq looked her way.
“You okay Andie?” Tariq inquired; his hand rubbing her thigh again. “Tired?”
“No. I’m not tired. Well, not physically anyway. I…” Andrea stopped mid thought.
Before Tariq could ask another question, Andrea pulled the car off the road and into a semi vacant lot, which to her benefit was poorly lit. Tariq turned to face her and before he could get a word out, Andrea unfastened her seat belt and was practically on top of him. Responding on adrenaline, impulse, and overwhelming desire, Tariq unfastened his belt, dropped his seat backward making Andrea fall hard onto his chest. Slightly winded, but without care, Tariq returned Andrea’s fiery kisses as his ran his hands across her face, through her hair, and the back of her neck. Inaudible sounds escaped their mouths between breathtaking kisses that erupted with volcanic intensity.
“Damn, I missed you!” Andrea managed to breathe trailing kisses down Tariq’s neck and in his ear. “I’m so…” Pause…”Glad…mmm…” Laboured breaths…”Glad, you could…” Sigh. “Finally make…” More kisses. “Make it…” Heavy breathing and erratic touching filled in for what Andrea couldn’t put into words.
Tariq responded to Andrea’s kissing and touching with increased need and was soon pulling furiously at the buttons on her blouse trying desperately not to pop them, but his patience was waning in the effort. Andrea’s errant desire and unbridled fury took over the attempt to remove her blouse and she magically removed it in a stealthy and sweeping motion; tossing it in one fell swoop. Her breasts feel against Tariq’s face and he immediately removed them from their apparent hostage situation taking one nipple into his mouth and into his hand the other. Throaty moans pierced the steamy air as Andrea yielded to the fire now unleashed. With careful effort not to give way to too much non contact, Tariq tugged at his shirt loosening it from his waist band and with wanton abandon ripped it open revealing his chiseled stomach and pressed it upward against Andrea’s skin.
“Oh fuck!” Andrea gasped as she felt the combined heat of their bodies ignite. “It feels even better than when we…”
Tariq silenced her with a kiss as he inhaled her mouth into his. There was no turning back now. Reckless abandon had won and they were slaves to its power. Fevered kisses devoured exposed skin. Hands grasped exposed body parts and the remaining clothes were a major hindrance. Andrea wrestled angrily with the buckle preventing her access and as she won the war with it; continued her mission to rid herself of any and all barriers. Tariq pushed her up and slightly backward as he helped out. While he was contorting his body to the limited space, Andrea was doing the same and managed to remove her jeans and thong all in one. Tariq paused for a moment to study the vision before him. Andrea’s silhouette shadow danced in the limited light, but it was enough for him to know she was even more defined than before. He licked his lips and he traced his hands down her sides; feeling the sexy contours of her stomach, hips, and thighs.
“Whew girl…Dayum”. Tariq complimented. “This is what I’ve been missing?” He continued reading her like Braille. “You are so beautiful. Uhmm! Can’t believe it’s taken me so long to get to you.” Tariq teased his fingers against the soft and smooth mound of flesh that was begging for his touch. “Someone’s happy to see me,” he continued; his finger gingerly sliding lower.
“Ahhh…mmm…” Andrea struggled to hold on.
Tariq’s touch was sending her into the abyss, but she held on as she remembered his erection and caressed it with matching strokes. His body shook and weakened as her feather like touch.
“I think he missed me”, she playfully stated.
“He did, but not more than me.” Tariq confirmed.
The kissing and touching continued and the limited space was no match for the magnitude of their need. Andrea found a way to release herself from Tariq’s semi orgasmic touch and utilized her flexibility to fit into the space in front of him; taking his swollen, throbbing hard on into her mouth.
“OH.MY.GGGOD!!!” Tariq’s word pierced the air. “What the…? Got damn! Shit!” The succession of excitement heightened with his suck.
Tariq’s word spewed like a dam broke and each erotic confirmation of his pleasure brought Andrea closer to the brink.
“Mmmm! Oh my…” Andrea responded between a suck and trailed off again centering her full attention back to the deed at hand.
Tariq’s head banged against the head rest as he felt the waves rise upward. Andrea continued her merciless attack on his beyond swollen hard on and her moaning was so erotic he didn’t trust himself to hold back much longer. Andrea rubbed her hand against her bulging clit; shuddering under her own touch. Using her own moisture she stroked herself as she refused to relent from the mutual and unforgiving tsunami forcing its way into her single point of pleasure.
In a symbiotic melody, they played their pleasure in the key of C and as the melody reached the bridge, Tariq grabbed Andrea’s head and held on with any remaining strength he had.
“AAAAAAnnnnnddddiiiieeeeeeeeeeee!” Tariq hollered as his body climaxed.
Andrea drank in every drop of nectar that flowed. Not releasing her oral grip, Andrea slid her fingers into herself and freed her body from restraint. Her body shook and she released her jaw and fell helplessly into the cramped space at Tariq’s feet. Neither said a word as their heavy laden and hiccupped breaths echoed within the car.
© Blu Jewel 2012