Robbie Kay Short Stories

Parking

Robbie’s point of view

"Don’t even pretend you didn’t like it!" I say to y/n as we walk out of the movies. She had been very vocal about not wanting to watch the latest installment of the hobbit, but all my buddies had seen it without me so she agreed to come along with me. "It was okay" she grins up at me, squeezing my hand. I look her down at her, noting how hot she looks with her little jean jacket over the American eagle dress I got her the previous weekend…. The same weekend we had finally slept together for the first time.

My heart quickens at the thought of y/n lying naked on my bed, wanting me as badly as I wanted her. We haven’t been able to be alone in the house since, it’s like the universe had decided to be this annoying permanent cock blocker. I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed y/n again before I lost my shit altogether. 

I feel her gently swirling her fingertips across the back of my hand, making the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. “Want to grab a coffee before heading back?” She asks as we walk out into the parking lot. “Yes to coffee, no to heading back” I reply, watching her face scrunch up in confusion. If we couldn’t be alone in the house, we at least had some privacy in my car.

We grab our coffees at Starbucks just outside the theatre and I start driving towards East Beach, knowing that it would be practically deserted at this time; the sun was already dipping low in the horizon. “Seriously, where are we going?” she laughs turning to me in her seat. “Somewhere with a bit more privacy” I reply with a grin sneaking up on my face. I see her eyebrow shoot up as she slowly realizes what I mean. She shakes her head slightly and sits back in her seat “Robbie, I don’t know…” she’s playing with her promise ring and I know she’s nervous. “Love, relax. We don’t have to do anything. Let’s just enjoy ourselves, alright?” I say to her reassuringly. I can’t help but feel disappointed but I don’t let it show on my face.

The parking lot is basically empty when we pull in and I start to steer into a parking spot “What are you doing?” Y/n asks me, speaking for the first time since we had grabbed our coffees “I’m just parking, love.” Wow, she really doesn’t want to do this I think to myself. “Yeah, I see that your parking, but why here? Go to the back of the lot-there aren’t any cars there.” She places her hand on my upper thigh and rubs it gently, still not looking at me.

I can barely breathe as a finally turn off the engine at the far end of the parking lot. Y/n unbuckles her seatbelt and quickly slides past me to the back of the car. “Robbie, I’m going to loose my nerve if you don’t come here right now” she says, her voice shaking as she bites her lip. I start to move towards her but my body snaps back into my seat against the seatbelt. “Shit” I mumble, my hands struggling with the buckle. y/n giggles as I finally manage to unbuckle myself. “Oh, you think that’s funny, do you?” I smile, finally sitting beside her in the backseat. “You’re so cute when you’re nervous” she says, starting to kiss my neck slowly. I close my eyes and breathe her in. “I’m not nervous” I lie. “Mmmhmm” she responds and I feel her weight shifting as she climbs on me, straddling herself on my lap “I am” she says quietly, looking at me seriously.

I feel myself growing hard against her as she presses down on me, moving her hips against my lap in slow circles. It feels like all the blood in my body is rushing down to my dick. “You don’t seem nervous” I say leaning into her mouth and kissing her deeply. She still tastes like coffee.I move my hands down from her waist and find the hem of her dress, and slide them back up her soft smooth thighs until I reach her silky underwear. I can’t help but slip one finger into her hot moist folds and circle her clit. Y/n pulls away from our kiss and looks at me again “it’s not your finger that I want” she gasps out. I watch as she starts unbuckling my pants and reaches into my boxers to pull out my dick. I push y/n’s underwear to the side and let out a groan when I feel her sliding down on me slowly. Her hot pussy is tight around me and I nearly come at the sensation. I grip her waist and let her ride me at her speed. “Robbie, Does this feel good?” She asks, still riding me. I can’t even talk at this point so I just nod my head and press y/n hips harder down into me, making her moan loudly. Her hips start moving faster and she leans back slightly so that her back is pressed up against the back of the drivers seat. “Robbie!” She gasps out, I can tell she was coming fast. I pull her back to me and move her hard up and down my shaft, spilling myself in her as she clenches around me, her body twitching from her own release.

Y/n takes a minute before she climbs down from me, both of us still panting. I tuck myself back into my boxers and do up my pants. “Come here, love” I say as I pull her into me, wrapping my arms around her and kissing her forehead softly. “We both needed that, didn’t we?” I ask, playing with her hair. She laughs and sits up looking at me- her face still flushed. God, she’s beautiful. “Yeah, I think we did”