“Guys, we are going to head out. I’ll see you all at home later.” I don’t wait for a response, and continue to lead her out of the club. Once outside I hail a cab and we climb in. She looks over at me once I give our address.
“Young, what the hell are you doing?” I pull her onto my lap and kiss her neck. She cocks her head to the side and lets out a soft moan.
“You like that don’t you? I couldn’t stand it anymore, I need a release, and I know you do too. I’ve got an idea.” She looks at me with complete shock on her face. I kiss her plump lips and chuckle. “Not sex, but something that I hope will be better then what we’ve been doing.”
I’m sitting on his lap in the cab, looking at him in complete confusion. I have no idea what he has planned, but he’s right, I do need release. Dancing with him was like having sex with my clothes on. My pussy is aching and dripping, my nipples are hard, and I just need to find some relief. Thankfully, we pull up to the apartment right then. Young pays and we both get out of the cab. He grabs my hand, linking our fingers and leads me to the elevator. Holding hands was never something I did. I always looked at couples and thought, save that shit for the bedroom. With Young, I want to hold his hand. Linking our fingers for me is intimate, it means something to me. I think I’m starting to feel something for him and it scares the shit out of me, but at the same time, I want to see where it goes.
Once we make it up to our floor, he leads me to his place. He hasn’t said anything since we left the cab and I’m curious as to what he is thinking. We go into the apartment and he walks straight to his room. Once inside, he closes the door and looks me up and down. “Here’s my idea.” He pulls me toward his bed and we both sit down. He takes off his shirt and begins to take off his pants. I’m getting so excited; maybe he is finally going to have sex with me. Once he is down to his boxers, he looks at me with his eyebrows raised. “Maddie, get that dress off.” I do just that, now sitting in my strapless black bra and panties. “Fucking gorgeous.” He runs his eyes all over my body, as much as a turn on as it is I wish it were his hands.
“Young, what are we doing?” I can’t stand it anymore. I just need to know what he has planned.
“For the past couple of weeks, we’ve both been pleasing ourselves. What better way to do that, then to watch. We are going to make ourselves come but this time we will be watching each other. What do you think?” What do I think? Well, my pussy is dripping from the thought of it alone; it’s safe to say I think it’s brilliant. I run my hands up and rub my hardened nipples through my bra. He can’t take his eyes off of them and he finally lets out a growl.
“I think it is the perfect idea. Now, get those boxers off so I can see that massive cock.” He stands and looks me straight in the eye. He slowly hooks his fingers in his boxers and pushes them down until his cock springs free. As if my pussy wasn’t wet enough, just the site of him after all this time has me wanting to touch myself.
“Maddie, take off that sexy ass bra and panties, then climb up on the bed and lean your back on the head board.” I don’t need to be told twice. I stand and without taking my eyes off of his, I unclasp my bra, freeing my aching breasts. He licks his lips and my nipples get harder. I push my panties down and let them fall to the floor. I am still looking in his eyes while I stand before him completely naked for the first time in weeks. Even though he isn’t actually touching me, I feel like this is the most intimate we have ever been. “I can’t remember the last time my dick has been his hard. Damn, Maddie, you are fucking perfect. Now get your ass on that bed and spread those legs because I need to see that sexy, wet pussy.” I don’t hesitate I crawl up the bed on my hands and knees. Once I reach the head board, I turn to lean against it. It feels cold on my back because my body is literally burning up with need right now. I haven’t been this turned on in a long time. I spread my legs and I know that he can see how wet I am from the foot of the bed, because I can feel it dripping down.
“I need to touch myself, Young. I’m hurting, I need release.” He climbs on the bed and sits almost right in-between my legs. It just makes this whole situation that much more of a turn on. He grabs his solid cock in his hand and slowly begins to move it up and down.
“Touch yourself, Maddie. Show me how you make yourself come.” Lately I’ve had to close my eyes to picture Young while I please myself, but not tonight. I grab my breasts and begin to massage them and then pinch my nipples. I moan at how good it feels and pinch them again.
“That’s it; damn, it’s fucking hot watching you. Touch your pussy, I can see how wet you are.” I do exactly that. I run my hands down my body to my aching pussy, I run my fingers between my folds, they are instantly as wet. I am rubbing myself, but watching him run his hand up and down that cock. I look up at his face and he has his eyes fixed on my pussy, licking his lips. I look down at his muscular chest, those nipples that are hard and over to his arms. His muscles are rippling as he pumps his hand. I can’t take it anymore; I push two fingers inside of me.
“Yes.” I hiss as I begin to fuck my fingers.
“Fuck. Ride your fingers. Oh fuck, this is hot.” I am thrusting my fingers in and lifting my hips, effectively fucking my own fingers. My tits are bouncing with the force I am using. I keep watching Young and it is bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. He is pumping himself harder, which makes me do the same.
“I’m so close, Young.” I hear him hiss, but I can’t take my eyes off his cock. I can see the pre come on the tip and I want to lick it off so badly.
“I’m close to, babe. Rub your clit.” With my other hand, I rub my clit and feel my pussy tighten on my fingers.
“Oh God, it feels so fucking good.” It hasn’t felt this good, pleasing myself, but I think it is because I am watching him. I thrust my fingers and press on my clit and that’s all it takes. “Oh fuck, I’m coming.” I don’t close my eyes, I watch him pump faster yet.
“Fuck!” He orgasms right after me. We are both riding out our own, but watching each other. It is so intimate in a strange way. After a few minutes, he leans forward and presses his chest against mine. Flesh on flesh, it feels amazing. He begins to kiss me and I pull my hands out of the way, resting them on his upper arms. He deepens the kiss and I moan. We slowly pull apart and just stare at each other. “Maddie that was more than I thought it would be.” He kisses me again and sits back. He climbs off the bed and grabs a towel off the chair. He sits beside me and hands me the towel. I wipe myself clean and turn to look at him. Time to be honest.
“Young, I want to tell you something.” He jumps off the bed, grabbing a tee shirt for me, while he puts his boxers back on. I pull the shirt over my head and take a deep breath. He is sitting next to me, waiting for me to say what I am thinking. I lay my head on his shoulder and he wraps his arm around me. “I am starting to have feelings for you. It scares the shit out of me, but I can’t deny it.” He squeezes me tighter to him and kisses my head. It is quiet for a while and I’m starting to get nervous because I have never in my life told someone that I was feeling things toward them. I’m not even sure what I want him to say or do, but I would like something to help with the pounding of my heart and turning of my stomach. It is almost like he can read my mine because right then he lifts my chin with his fingers. I look at him and he has a huge smile on his face.
“Do you have idea how much that means to me? Not only because you are starting to have feelings for me, but also you actually felt like you could tell me. I want nothing more than for you to be able to open up to me, let me in. This proves to me that you are slowly doing just that.” He leans forward and presses his lips to mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and he slowly lowers us so that he is on top of me. He licks my lips, asking me to open my mouth, once I do our tongues meet and it feels amazing. Usually, when we kiss it becomes frantic, rushed, and rough. This kiss, it holds meaning. It is passionate, slow, and sweet. We are both telling each other, without words, what the other one means to us. I am not big on romance, or I ha
ven’t been in the past, but his kiss is romantic and I love it.
I open my eyes and look at the clock, it is only seven o’clock. I feel Young move next to me and it brings a smile to my face. I have found that I am happy when he stays the night now, I like falling asleep and waking up to him. I will be honest, I still sneak out of bed to fix myself, but he hasn’t said anything since that first night. I’m just not sure how to move on from looking perfect, or at least well put together, when I’m around him.
I think back to last night and my smile gets bigger. After we had the amazing kiss, he lay next to me, and pulled me close. He kissed my shoulder and whispered in my ear how happy he is being with me. I don’t think anyone has ever told me I made them happy. Well, not for anything besides sex before. I’ve made plenty of men happy with sex, hell I’ve made myself happy with sex. As much as I hated this whole idea of not having sex, I think Young may have been right. Don’t get me wrong I want it, I want it badly. However, I’ve never had a reason to open up to anyone before because sex was the ultimate goal. Now, the goal is getting to know each other and Young is starting to make the walls around my heart crack open more and more.
I feel him move again, so I figure I had better get up and make myself up. I turn to make sure he is asleep, he is breathing deeply with a look of complete relaxation on his handsome face. I carefully roll over, slowly pushing my legs toward the edge of the bed. As gently as I can I begin to sit up without making the bed move. I get my feet on the floor and begin to stand when I am suddenly pulled backwards on the bed. I let out a scream and hear Young laughing at me. He has his arms wrapped around my waist pulling me backwards toward him. He holds my back flush against his chest. He moves my messy hair out of the way and leans towards my ear. “Where exactly do you think you were going?” Fuck, I don’t want to lie but I don’t want to admit what I was going to do. “Don’t bother answering, I know exactly where you were going. You’ve done it every single time we’ve slept together. What I don’t understand is why?” I close my eyes even though he can’t see me. He still has his arms around me as he kisses my shoulder, his way of telling me whatever I have to say he won’t judge me. I swallow and take a deep breath.
“I can’t believe you knew I’ve been getting up. You never said anything before, why?” He gives a small chuckle.
“Yes, I knew every time you got up to fix your hair and makeup. Stop avoiding the question.” I can’t help but giggle because he knows me so well. I snuggle closer and he kisses my shoulder again.
“I don’t like the idea of you, or any one for that matter, to see me being anything less than perfect. I’ve told you this.” Every time I admit something to him, it gets a little bit easier. My heart is still beating quickly as I wait for his response. He squeezes me a bit harder.
“Babe, with or without makeup. Hair done or not, you are perfect. I wish you would see yourself the way I see you.” I am taken back by his words. How can someone be like this? There is no judgment, no pressure, and complete acceptance. This is all so new to me, yet I am actually really liking it. I place my hands on top of his and squeeze.
“Thank you. I do have good self-esteem; it is the one thing my mother gave me. However, she also taught me that the only way anyone would like me was to always look perfect. It is just something that stuck.” I am stunned at my confession. I have never ever mentioned my mom to anyone, never the less talked about things she’s done. I am just really starting to trust Young and I feel like if anyone can deal with listening about her, it’s him. I won’t tell him about everything, but enough to feel like I’ve shared more with him than anyone else.
“I know you don’t lack self-esteem, but you also need to realize that when you are in a relationship with someone they get to see you at your best or worst. I think you are just as beautiful when you first wake up, as you are when we leave for a date. I’m not sure why your mom would make you feel otherwise, but that is fucked up.” He is quite for a minute and I know he is just trying to let it all soak in. “Maddie, turn around and look at me.” Shit, I don’t like this. I know he has said some wonderful things, but I don’t know that I want him to see me just yet. “Maddie, please.” I didn’t even realize I was in my thoughts so long. I slowly turn on my other side so I am facing him. I rest my head on my hand that is propped up on its elbow and look at him. He smiles and runs his fingers down my cheek.
“When I look at you, I see you. The most breath taking woman I have ever laid eyes on, the woman who has my heart pounding in my chest, the woman who with just a look has my dick stand at attention. That’s what I see.” I lean forward and press my lips against his. What he just said, that brought down an entire wall around my heart. I don’t have words, but I will try to show him how it made me feel.
I wrap my arms around his neck and he puts his hand on my hip. He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth before letting our tongues touch. Once they do, just like always I feel it in my pussy. He pulls me closer and we deepen the kiss. He slowly starts to pull away and I let out a whine. He chuckles, kisses my lips then nose, and pulls back. “Let’s go get some coffee. Just like this, no fixing ourselves. What do you say?” I’m still reeling from his words and kiss, so he could pretty much ask me to do anything right now and I’d do it.
We are the first one’s up, so once the coffee is done we sit on the couch to flip through TV. “What do you have planned today?” I take a sip of coffee and try to think if I need to do anything. I’m sure as hell not doing the food shopping, and I dropped off my dry cleaning the other day. I smile at him over my coffee.
“I have nothing planned. What about you?” He turns to face me resting one arm on the back of the couch holding his coffee.
“Actually, I need to run to the garage to do an oil change on Candy.” I don’t show it but I am disappointed that we won’t be spending the whole day together. I am completely surprised with where my thoughts are. “Well, since you don’t have any plans would you like to come with me and see where I work?” Fuck yes, I would. Much to my surprise, I want to learn and understand everything about him. I nod my head.
“Yes, I would love that. Do I need to wear shitty clothes?” He laughs and shakes his head.
“I’m not putting you to work, but I wouldn’t wear a suit either. It’s a clean garage; my old man wouldn’t have it any other way. But there are oil stains and grease on things. I would wear something that you wouldn’t mind getting dirty if it happened.” I jump up off the couch because I’m that excited.
“Alright, I will jump in the shower and get ready.” He stands and pulls me close to him. He wraps me in a gentle hug, placing his mouth by my ear.
“Seeing you so excited about coming with me, makes me want to fuck you while we are there.” I can feel my pussy getting wet, just from the thought alone of fucking him. It’s been so damn long. “I won’t do it today, but I promise you, I will fuck you in that garage.” He pulls back and I want to drop down on my knees, suck his cock into my mouth, and show him how he turns me on. He puts his hands on my shoulders turning me toward the bathroom and swats my ass, hard. “Go shower, woman. I’ll be back in forty-five minutes.” I turn my head to see him walking toward the door. Smacking my ass just turned me on even more, I guess I need to grab my waterproof dildo and take care of myself again.
Maddie and I are driving to the garage. I still can’t believe not only that she’s coming, but that she was excited. This girl couldn’t get more fucking perfect. I had to leave her place because the thought of fucking her was too much. My hand met my dick, once again this morning. I called my dad just to let him know I was going to the garage, I didn’t need the alarm going off and him sending the cops. Of course, my mom answered and she made me feel guilty as hell. I need to get there to have dinner, I can’t keep blowing them off.
I glance over at Maddie and she is looking out the window, her hair is in a ponytail but pieces are blowing from the window being slightly open. She looks happy and that makes me fucking ecstatic.
We pull up to the light that is a block from the garage. I know I sound like a pussy but I am excited that she will see where I work. It is just another piece of me that she will understand. We pull into the parking lot and I park. I need to get out to unlock everything so I can get Candy in there. I turn to her and smile. “Well this is it. I need to go unlock it, do you want to come?” She gives me that sexy smirk of hers and I realize I just asked her if she wanted to come. We are like two dirty minds becoming one filthy mind.
“I want to go with you.” She winks at me and I just shake my head. I get out to open her door, which she knows by now to just let me do. I grab her hand and we walk to the door.
“Let me go in first and turn off the alarm before you follow. I only have thirty seconds, and all the lights are off so I don’t want you to get hurt.” She kisses my cheek and smiles at me.
“Sure, I’ll wait here for you.” I give her a wink, go inside, and rush to the alarm system. Once I have it turned off, I go open the door for her.
“I’ll show you around before I bring Candy in.” Once again, I grab her hand and lead her in. I show her the waiting area, the break room, and my dad’s office. Then I bring her to the garage where I spend all of my time. It is huge with four lifts and several workstations. I lead her over to mine and lift her up to sit her on my workbench. “Well here it is. My home away from home.” She is looking around taking it all in. I don’t say anything, I just give her time.
“So this is your area? Are these your tools?” She picks up a socket wrench and spins it in her hand.
“Yes, this is my work bench and tools. You keep checking it out; I’m going to pull Candy in so we aren’t here all day.” She just nods looking at more tools on my bench. I walk over and open the huge garage door so I can pull her in and get this oil change done. I look back over at Maddie and she is swinging her legs smiling at me. Whatever it was that was preventing me from admitting to myself that I love her is no longer a factor. I love her, I’m not sure exactly when that happened, maybe I always have but I am willing to admit it now. Not to her yet, but to myself. I walk out, get in Candy and pull her in. I park her on the lift and get out.
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