Closer

The next five minutes after the kiss passed by in a blur for the two of them. Somehow, they ended up in an isolated section of her building’s parking garage. Mysteriously, her jeans and panties came off of her- his jeans unzipped. Reclining his driver’s seat as far as it would go, she climbed onto his lap, positioning herself over his rigid cock. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her down onto him, groaning as he did so from feeling her tightness; her heat; her wetness.

She wrapped her arms around him and the head rest, her mouth right next to his ear.

“Shit, Sean. Fuck me. Fuck me, Sean…” she chanted in his ear. Bringing his hands downward, he sunk his fingers into her ass, squeezing the soft, yet firm flesh. He helped her move rapidly up and down on him with her slick channel. Their breathing erratic, hearts nearly pounding out of their chests, a slight fear that someone may see their frantic fucking, and yet, none of it mattered. Nothing mattered, except for the two of them finding completion, together.

He furiously thrust up into her, sucking and nipping at her neck. He was so close. Rosalyn was closer. With a shudder, and loud gasps of “Oh” and “shit” and “Sean,” she came. Her walls, squeezed him incredibly tight, then tighter, over and over and over again. With several jerky movement of his hips, he came deep inside of her while panting profusely.

“Oh.”

“Well, it was bout time I christened this car.” He said, still slightly breathless, face flushed.

“Oh.”

“You okay?”

“Mm Hmm. Oww.”

“What?”

“My back hurts so fucking bad right now. Between doing the stunts and this…” Removing his hands from her backside, he began to rub her back, causing her to sigh.

“Well, when we actually get in your apartment, I’ll rub it for you properly.”

“Okay. Mmm…”

“So uh, that was a consummation of our renewed relationship, and not some horny habit you had to have fulfilled, right?”

“Sean, I’m always horny around you. Didn’t you know?”

“Ros-“ She lifted her head up and looked at him.

“Yes, Sean. As long as you stay true to your promise.” She said seriously.

“I will, baby. I swear it.” He leaned his head up off the seat and kissed her. She smiled at him.

“You know, it’s a good thing we opted to stay in the car, cause we never would’ve made it all the way upstairs.” He gave one of his deep, throaty laughs.

“I love you so much, you know?”

“Yeah. I know. Me and you.”

“You and me.”

“Can’t wait to tell my mom we’re back together.” She said dryly.

“God. Your mother. How she must hate me.”

“Hate is a strong word.”

“Yeah, and it’s fitting to exactly how your mother feels about me.”

“Eh, maybe.”

“My mother loves you. I swear, whenever I talk to her, all she wants to talk about is you and how you’re doing.” He began alternating between rubbing her back and caressing her hair.

“Well, that’s good to know. But as far as my mom, it doesn’t matter. It’s not going to stop us from being together.” She said quietly.

“Yeah. And hopefully nothing else will.”

“Hopefully?”

“Nothing. Nothing will get between us. Not ever.” He said firmly, looking her deep in the eyes. Her eyes held a question.

“Never again.” He answered.

A/N: Gosh, I feel like such a corn ball. Thank you so much Gypsi and Denise. This was short, and not sweet, really. More along the lines of smutty, really. Until the end. I was trying something different. I didn’t want to go from one, love scene in the past to another one in the present. I felt that this one had to be more uh…carnal. Did it work, or should I do some serious revising of this chapter? Thanks for reading…