Looks Like I'm All Dirty Now...
anonymous
October 30 2009, 01:34:16 UTC
Jay Hogart was bored. Humming along to the mindless song on the radio, he continued working on the car he had been trying to fix for the last hour. "Fuck" He muttered as he twisted the wrench and found himself covered in oil. He pushed himself out from underneath the car to grab the cloth, when he found himself staring at a pair of great legs in a tiny skirt. "Need a hand?" The owner of the legs held out the cloth with a sweet smile. Jay raised his eyebrows and took the cloth from her. "Shouldn't you be in Church?" He asked with a grin, leaning on the bonnet of the car next to her. Darcy laughed despite herself, and attempted to shove him on the arm. He was too quick for her though and moved out of the way. "Shouldn't you be stealing candy?" She fired back, brushing her long auburn hair out of her face. Jay smirked and didn't bother trying to pretend he wasn't checking her out. She rolled her eyes, knowing he was just trying to push her buttons and succeeding: he was a complete jerk, but he had a way of getting under her skin and she had no idea why. "So, Virgin Mary, what are you doing here?" He asked. Darcy shrugged in a nonchalant manner. "I just felt like seeing what criminals like to do with their time." She smiled a little as he moved closer to her, knowing she would never go for this. "Well, I like to write poetry, pick flowers and bake cookies for my elderly neighbour" He drawled, his voice low with sarcasm. Darcy nodded, playing along even though she could feel him pressing himself against her in a way that wasn't entirely appropriate. "Wow, Jay, you're really a saint aren't you?" She replied, licking her lips subconsciously. "Would a saint do this?" He asked, then before she could do anything, he crashed his mouth into hers then gently kissed her. For a moment Darcy didn't react, didn't even breathe. Then she pulled him on top of her as he caressed her slim figure over her thin cotton vest. She had no idea what she was letting herself in for as he began kissing her stomach. She bit her lip and silently urged him to continue, trying to silence the voice at the back of her mind that was telling her this was wrong, because it felt so, so right. "Is this your first time?" He asked her bluntly, softening his words by pressing tender kisses against her abdomen whilst at the same time slowly inching his hands further down her skirt. Darcy tensed a little, not sure whether to reveal the truth or not. He broke away from kissing her and looked into her eyes, the blueness of them penetrating her deeply. "Would it stop this from happening if I said yes?" She asked carefully. Jay smirked and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "No... I'll just make sure it's even more amazing than it would be already." He promised in a whisper, his hot voice tickling her ear. She smiled and pulled him back towards her so he was lying directly on top of her. His eyes not leaving hers, he slipped her underwear off and pushed himself inside of her, his blue overalls pushed down to his ankles so he was just wearing a white tee shirt which showed off his muscles underneath. Darcy smiled to herself: very James Dean. As he maneuvered himself so he was going deeper, she let out a soft moan and slipped her hands underneath his tee shirt so she could press her nails into his back, showing him just how much she was enjoying it. She arched her back, pressing herself against him and feeling him climax inside of her, knowing that she would never feel this way with anyone else. Jay knew exactly what he was doing and was happy to show her how much pleasure she could feel. The two lay sweaty and breathing heavily on the bonnet of the car once it was over. Even though she should have done, Darcy felt no guilt for her actions. She kissed him again on the mouth and muttered cheekily "I hope I don't get some cheap plastic bracelets for that"
"Need a hand?" The owner of the legs held out the cloth with a sweet smile. Jay raised his eyebrows and took the cloth from her. "Shouldn't you be in Church?" He asked with a grin, leaning on the bonnet of the car next to her. Darcy laughed despite herself, and attempted to shove him on the arm. He was too quick for her though and moved out of the way.
"Shouldn't you be stealing candy?" She fired back, brushing her long auburn hair out of her face. Jay smirked and didn't bother trying to pretend he wasn't checking her out. She rolled her eyes, knowing he was just trying to push her buttons and succeeding: he was a complete jerk, but he had a way of getting under her skin and she had no idea why.
"So, Virgin Mary, what are you doing here?" He asked. Darcy shrugged in a nonchalant manner. "I just felt like seeing what criminals like to do with their time." She smiled a little as he moved closer to her, knowing she would never go for this. "Well, I like to write poetry, pick flowers and bake cookies for my elderly neighbour" He drawled, his voice low with sarcasm. Darcy nodded, playing along even though she could feel him pressing himself against her in a way that wasn't entirely appropriate. "Wow, Jay, you're really a saint aren't you?" She replied, licking her lips subconsciously.
"Would a saint do this?" He asked, then before she could do anything, he crashed his mouth into hers then gently kissed her. For a moment Darcy didn't react, didn't even breathe. Then she pulled him on top of her as he caressed her slim figure over her thin cotton vest. She had no idea what she was letting herself in for as he began kissing her stomach. She bit her lip and silently urged him to continue, trying to silence the voice at the back of her mind that was telling her this was wrong, because it felt so, so right.
"Is this your first time?" He asked her bluntly, softening his words by pressing tender kisses against her abdomen whilst at the same time slowly inching his hands further down her skirt. Darcy tensed a little, not sure whether to reveal the truth or not. He broke away from kissing her and looked into her eyes, the blueness of them penetrating her deeply. "Would it stop this from happening if I said yes?" She asked carefully. Jay smirked and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "No... I'll just make sure it's even more amazing than it would be already." He promised in a whisper, his hot voice tickling her ear. She smiled and pulled him back towards her so he was lying directly on top of her.
His eyes not leaving hers, he slipped her underwear off and pushed himself inside of her, his blue overalls pushed down to his ankles so he was just wearing a white tee shirt which showed off his muscles underneath. Darcy smiled to herself: very James Dean. As he maneuvered himself so he was going deeper, she let out a soft moan and slipped her hands underneath his tee shirt so she could press her nails into his back, showing him just how much she was enjoying it. She arched her back, pressing herself against him and feeling him climax inside of her, knowing that she would never feel this way with anyone else. Jay knew exactly what he was doing and was happy to show her how much pleasure she could feel.
The two lay sweaty and breathing heavily on the bonnet of the car once it was over. Even though she should have done, Darcy felt no guilt for her actions. She kissed him again on the mouth and muttered cheekily "I hope I don't get some cheap plastic bracelets for that"
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it was awesome. the last line made me lol
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