When I See You Again

Part 7

"Cheri!" Lindsey called out, spinning his car keys around a finger.

"In here, baby." She answered him from the kitchen, causing Stevie to roll her eyes. "Wanted something?" She came into the view and sashayed over to Lindsey. 

"I'm taking Stevie home." 

"Are you coming back soon?" Cheri had already pressed herself to Lindsey, arms wrapped around him.

"If nothing comes up, yeah." He nodded, shrugging his shoulders.

Stevie fully intended to make something come up. She stood, awkwardly waiting for the couple to get it over with all the gushing and kissing, so she could finally leave. Well, no to so much as the couple, but Cheri.

A few short minutes later, Lindsey got in behind the wheel, while Stevie took up the passenger's seat. There were clearly things for them to talk about, but neither of the two said a word for the majority of the drive.

"We can be in the same room, when the sexual tension is gone." Lindsey spoke up at last.

Stevie turned to look at him. "You mean, you're not tense?"

"Well, when at least one of us has had some relief." He shrugged, glancing at her.

"I'm sure, I've told you before, but you've got magical hands, Linds." Stevie said and he felt the warmth of her palm on his thigh. "You know, whenever I watch you play your guitar, I wish, you'd play me like that right then and there." 

Lindsey gulped, doing his best to concentrate on the road. 

"I try and pretend, but the way you make me feel..." She trailed of, her hand inched slightly upwards his leg. "Sometimes, it's enough for you to give me that intense look and I'm tingling all over."

"D-Don't, stop." Lindsey stuttered.

"Don't stop?" Stevie misunderstood him on purpose. "I wasn't planning to." She shook her head and her hand gripped his erection through the rough material of his jeans. "Oh, seems like I've got the same effect on you, huh?"

Lindsey inhaled sharply, his jaw clenched. 

"I wish, I could blow you right now, but we don't want that kind of publicity, do we?" She kept stroking him the best she could as she spoke. "Maybe if we were in the back of a limousine, tainted windows and all..."

"Christ..." Lindsey muttered to himself.

Unfortunately, they had arrived. Stevie was sure that her plan had worked out perfectly. She wanted to tease him and leave him at that, so when all he could think about once they said goodbye was her. However, Stevie didn't expect Lindsey to turn the car engine off and nearly jump outside.

"Come on." He urged her, grabbing her by the hand, when she got out of the car as well. "Open that damn door."

Stevie wasn't about to complain. She fished out her keys and unlocked the front door of her house. The second they were in the safety of her home, Lindsey pulled her in and kissed her forcefully. He swallowed every delicious moan that escaped her, walking her to the nearest flat surface at the same time. Clothes were shed fast, possibly their personal record. Breaking the kiss, he pushed her down on the couch. No tenderness, only almost an animalistic need to have her. He took a second to look at her as she waited for him to join her. He didn't have to touch, he could see, how turned on she was. He nearly growled, stroking himself a couple of times, before he lay down in between her thighs. Their eyes locked as he hovered above her. Reaching down in between them, he took ahold of himself and teased her, grinning as she bit into her bottom lip, only to gasp a second later at his rough, forceful thrust. They didn't kiss, they didn't caress each other. Her hands stayed above her head, holding onto the arm of the couch, while his remained by her sides to support his upper body. Their eyes, however, didn't leave each other's, not for one short moment. 

"You're driving me mad." Lindsey said, picking up his clothes off the floor. "I can't fucking stay away from you."

"What can I say." Stevie shrugged, still lying on the couch, feeling and looking completely satisfied. "You know where to find me."

Giving her a look, which she didn't quite understand, Lindsey then walked out without a word once again.