Unlove 6
(Note: This is set in the Hooker Alex timeline)
They finally gave in and had sex at the garage.
Thursday afternoon, no one else around, and Jackie stuck his head in to tell them he was running out for parts. To New Jersey. Alex barely acknowledged his leaving. She was checking electrical connections for the third time, trying to find something she'd messed up. Her hands were clean, but a wide grease stripe covered one cheek and her t-shirt was untucked in the front from her wiping her hands on it.
Jimmy was under the car, swearing at the CV joint she'd pointed out the first time they crawled under the car. That she heard, but not him leaving the bay and coming out of the office. She had just found one mistake and almost had it corrected when he slid his hands up under her shirt. Being groped didn't annoy her, but his deep laughter at how high she jumped did. Turning in his arms, she beat on his chest until he hugged her tight and kissed her.
She didn't think he meant to do more than a little distracting heavy petting until he started shoving her pants past her hips and tried to ease her to the floor. Swearing up and down he just wanted a little snack to keep him going, he convinced her to go into the parts cage with him. He put her up on a crate that held an engine, after covering it with a drop cloth, and knelt in front of her. Somewhere between the second and third orgasm she teased him about the difference between a snack and a five course meal. He shrugged and said, "Five? Okay."
Her third climax came too quickly after that for her to protest, the fourth following rapidly behind it when he slid a second finger into her ass. Not shy about telling him what she liked, she never raised her voice over an agitated whisper for fear someone would hear them. She told him not what she wanted from him, but what she wanted to do to him. By the time she was pleading for that fifth climax, she had him cuffed to his bed, stuffed full of her biggest toy and coming all over his belly so she could watch. Just when she thought he was going to leave her hanging there, he stood and dropped his pants.
All that time he'd ignored his erection straining at his pants. All his energy had gone into pleasing her time and again. Between her reactions and her words he couldn't take it anymore. He'd found the condom he knew she had in her bag on his way to surprise her. Now he hastened to cover himself with it and advanced on her. She came the moment he was completely buried in her. He stayed deep in her until she calmed, breathing through his own need to come. When she could take a deep enough breath to kiss him, he started moving.
Now it was his turn to tell her. Keeping his lips by her ear, he growled his fantasy to her. In contrast to her kinky playfulness, his image was intimate. No less explicit, he told her how he wanted to wake her. After rolling over to find her still in his bed, he would slide the blanket off her bare skin. She shuddered when he told her first he would watch her, counting her breathes to make sure she was real. Then he'd touch her, just fingertips until she trembled for him. To still the trembling he'd use his whole hand, pressing against her hip and her breast until she moaned. He'd make no attempt to still the moaning, sliding his hand between her legs instead. She would come for him at least once before he let her touch him at all. He wanted her whole experience of waking being him pleasing her.
Released to touch him, she would only be allowed to touch above his waist. He would take his time exploring the reactions of his sleepy lover. Of all the things they'd already shared, that would be new. She would only be allowed to touch his cock to put the condom on, then he would take her. He jack hammered into her, the force of his thrust bunching the blanket under her ass and knocking the air out of her, all the while whispering how he would draw out the morning love making until she begged for release.
She came in time with his story, shuddering silently so as not to miss a word of his fantasy. He followed a moment later, holding her tight to his chest and moaning her name. Forced to move before either of them was ready, they ended up on the floor of the parts cage under the blanket. Gently petting her hair, he told her how sorry he was she wouldn't be there that Saturday. When she asked how he thought they were going to top what they'd just done, he shook his head and reminded her they needed to get her electrical finished and the mechanical he'd been working on done.
Sighing softly, she told him how sorry she was that she couldn't be there on Saturday. She whispered that he shouldn't feel like he needed her every day he worked on the car, it was still their project to share. He held her for a while before responding, which allowed him a last moment of fantasy before reentering their landmine filled reality. He kissed her hair before gently guiding her until she looked up at him. He voice soft and a little rough, he whispered, "I want to need you."
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They finally gave in and had sex at the garage.
Thursday afternoon, no one else around, and Jackie stuck his head in to tell them he was running out for parts. To New Jersey. Alex barely acknowledged his leaving. She was checking electrical connections for the third time, trying to find something she'd messed up. Her hands were clean, but a wide grease stripe covered one cheek and her t-shirt was untucked in the front from her wiping her hands on it.
Jimmy was under the car, swearing at the CV joint she'd pointed out the first time they crawled under the car. That she heard, but not him leaving the bay and coming out of the office. She had just found one mistake and almost had it corrected when he slid his hands up under her shirt. Being groped didn't annoy her, but his deep laughter at how high she jumped did. Turning in his arms, she beat on his chest until he hugged her tight and kissed her.
She didn't think he meant to do more than a little distracting heavy petting until he started shoving her pants past her hips and tried to ease her to the floor. Swearing up and down he just wanted a little snack to keep him going, he convinced her to go into the parts cage with him. He put her up on a crate that held an engine, after covering it with a drop cloth, and knelt in front of her. Somewhere between the second and third orgasm she teased him about the difference between a snack and a five course meal. He shrugged and said, "Five? Okay."
Her third climax came too quickly after that for her to protest, the fourth following rapidly behind it when he slid a second finger into her ass. Not shy about telling him what she liked, she never raised her voice over an agitated whisper for fear someone would hear them. She told him not what she wanted from him, but what she wanted to do to him. By the time she was pleading for that fifth climax, she had him cuffed to his bed, stuffed full of her biggest toy and coming all over his belly so she could watch. Just when she thought he was going to leave her hanging there, he stood and dropped his pants.
All that time he'd ignored his erection straining at his pants. All his energy had gone into pleasing her time and again. Between her reactions and her words he couldn't take it anymore. He'd found the condom he knew she had in her bag on his way to surprise her. Now he hastened to cover himself with it and advanced on her. She came the moment he was completely buried in her. He stayed deep in her until she calmed, breathing through his own need to come. When she could take a deep enough breath to kiss him, he started moving.
Now it was his turn to tell her. Keeping his lips by her ear, he growled his fantasy to her. In contrast to her kinky playfulness, his image was intimate. No less explicit, he told her how he wanted to wake her. After rolling over to find her still in his bed, he would slide the blanket off her bare skin. She shuddered when he told her first he would watch her, counting her breathes to make sure she was real. Then he'd touch her, just fingertips until she trembled for him. To still the trembling he'd use his whole hand, pressing against her hip and her breast until she moaned. He'd make no attempt to still the moaning, sliding his hand between her legs instead. She would come for him at least once before he let her touch him at all. He wanted her whole experience of waking being him pleasing her.
Released to touch him, she would only be allowed to touch above his waist. He would take his time exploring the reactions of his sleepy lover. Of all the things they'd already shared, that would be new. She would only be allowed to touch his cock to put the condom on, then he would take her. He jack hammered into her, the force of his thrust bunching the blanket under her ass and knocking the air out of her, all the while whispering how he would draw out the morning love making until she begged for release.
She came in time with his story, shuddering silently so as not to miss a word of his fantasy. He followed a moment later, holding her tight to his chest and moaning her name. Forced to move before either of them was ready, they ended up on the floor of the parts cage under the blanket. Gently petting her hair, he told her how sorry he was she wouldn't be there that Saturday. When she asked how he thought they were going to top what they'd just done, he shook his head and reminded her they needed to get her electrical finished and the mechanical he'd been working on done.
Sighing softly, she told him how sorry she was that she couldn't be there on Saturday. She whispered that he shouldn't feel like he needed her every day he worked on the car, it was still their project to share. He held her for a while before responding, which allowed him a last moment of fantasy before reentering their landmine filled reality. He kissed her hair before gently guiding her until she looked up at him. He voice soft and a little rough, he whispered, "I want to need you."
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