Lucky Timing (Lucky in Love)

In the car, I see my phone light up, and my dad’s name appears. Hitting ignore, I pull up to the house and get out. Before I make it to the door, she walks out of it, and I find myself opening my arms. When she walks into them, with no hesitation, I almost come undone. Her trust in me, even knowing I am set to leave, is more than I deserve. Inhaling her scent, I squeeze her in my arms and moan as she squeezes me back. “Hey, angel. I missed you.” she looks up at me, searching my eyes for deception, but I know all she will find is the truth.

“I missed you too, Liam.” Hearing her say it throws all sense of control out of the window. Lifting her chin with my finger, never mind the fact that we are still in front of her house, I take her mouth in a sensual dance of appreciation and desire. She meets me all the way; her kisses are eager and needy. Our tongues are now acquainted and find their rhythm, and everything about it screams MINE!! A car horn blaring in the distance reminds me we are exposed and within eyesight of her parents.

“Fuck baby. I lost my head for a second.” Her twinkling eyes are hooded and gazing at me. When she licks her lips, my cock weeps and calls me a fool for not taking her right where we stand. He has no manners. Kissing her nose, I lead her to the car and get her buckled before I get in and drive off. Her ravaged lips have my cock pushing against the steering wheel. If I don’t get him under control, I am going to fuck her in the back seat like a teenager.

She tricked me, little minx. On our way to the mini-golf course, I asked her if she had ever played before, and she told me no. Like deadpan in the face, no. So here I am teaching her how to play, only for her to hit the hole on the first try. When I turned to look at her, she was laughing on the inside, her body shaking as she tries to hold it in. I proceeded to tickle her and berate her in my faux angry voice for her deception. It was the most fun I have had in, well…forever. Dropping her off was the hardest thing I had done, but I made her promise she would come out with me tomorrow night to the drive-in movie in town to see The Shining.

Today was busy at the bakery. I spent it with my dad helping him put the stock away and do inventory so he knows what he needs. He kept looking over at me like he knew something, but he would never say anything. By the time I was finished, I had just enough time to run to the hotel, shower and get dressed and go pick up my angel.

Now here we are sitting in my car at the movie, and all I can do is drool over her tits. She, of course, was dressed for the cold weather but being that we are in a car surrounded by heat, she took off her coat. “Are you even watching the movie?” She nudges my arms, and I look at her in earnest.

“Why would I be paying attention to the movie when I am sitting next to the most beautiful portrait.” I love watching her cheeks heat up, and it spreads to her chest. I want more than anything to see if that blush reaches her nipples. “I need to taste you, Angel.” Shit. Did I just say that? Way to be a gentleman, Liam. Her mouth opens and closes like a baby guppy, unsure of how to respond. Taking it as a hint, I slide her across the console position, so she is straddling me. Her eyes stray to my mouth, and she licks her lips. My hips pump slightly, giving her a feel for what she does to me. “Do you feel that, baby?” She nods her head and moves a little. I know the moment her movement comes in contact with the right spot. She gasps and moans my name.

“Liam.” Christ. Kissing her, I bite her lip before sucking it into my mouth. My hands run up her sides, under her shirt, finding her lace bra beneath my fingers. “Oh, God.” She rocks against me as I brush my thumbs across her nipples.

“I bet these taste like Cinnamon too, don't they?” Pulling the cup down, I groan when her pale pink raspberries, hard and budding, the point at my mouth. “Look at me.” Her low glassy eyes meet mine. Bending my head, I flick my tongue against her nipple as sugar and spice hits my mouth. “Jesus. These taste like cookies.” I suck a whole one into my mouth, playing with the other one, rolling it through my fingers. She moans and pushes her tit into my mouth. My eyes don’t leave her closed ones as she throws her head back and rides herself to orgasm over my jeans. “Jesus, you are my own personal porn star, aren’t you, baby?” I move between one nipple and the other, biting and sucking while my cock fights me for dominance. She continues to rock against me, getting louder as she comes closer.