Leaving The Past Behind (Part 1) (Chapter 10)

The night was almost set. The moon was reaching its highest place in the dark blue sky and the sound of the crickets was getting louder. The cool night breeze was refreshing and stimulating at the same time. From time to time I watched Bob getting his head out of the window like a big fluffy dog which made smile every time. He seemed very relaxed and carefree. I put my hand on his; he grabbed it gently and started to rub my fingers slowly.

– ¿What's going on through that big head of yours? – I asked him smiling.

– Hmm, a thousand things so far –he replied while looking out through the window.

A brief silence stablished between us. I was certain that this was Bob's first time going out like this and he should have undoubtedly his worries. I squeezed his hand a little bit harder to catch his attention and once his eyes were on me, I said:

– There's nothing to be worried about my love, we are together and I'm not going anywhere if you're not with me.

He looked down at the car's floor and I saw, through the corner of my eye, a shy smile forming on his red lips, then, he looked out through the window again. The trees at the side of the road seemed like a black chainsaw, cutting untidily the nocturnal sky in half.

– ¿Is there something at home would you like to go back and look for? – I asked my big guy while looking at the road through the rearview mirror.

Bob fixed his blue eyes on me and I could feel his penetrating gaze.

– No – he answered confident-. All I need is right here with me.

I had to look at him twice to reassure myself of what I just heard. The sincerity of his answer made my hands shake and I just felt something warm inside my chest, something tickling my heart. I was desperately in need to kiss him so I stopped the car at the side of the road. Then, I sat on his lap and fused my mouth with his. Bob didn't put any resistance to my wild side, he never did, on the contrary, he liked it when something triggered that crazy part in me and he knew how to take advantage of my eroticism. I was young and had these hormone explosions sometimes, but with him, I was like an active volcano most part of the time.

Bob didn't think it twice and ripped my t-shirt off with his bare hands; he unclasped my bra and started to fill my chest with hungry kisses, going back and forth, sometimes giving little bites to my neck. This man had developed such skills on that matter that, like a wise and powerful alchemist, he would turn lead to gold with my bodily sensations in no time. It came to a point in which he knew what would unleash my private emotions like untamed horses. He had also learned how to pull my hair and gently chock me so I could beg him for more. This man knew what he wanted from me and I knew how to give him what he needed.

– Come here, love – I invited him to join me in the back seat while I was crawling to it.

He did as I said without saying a word. I pushed down with my foot the small lever of the passenger seat so it could bend forward, giving us even more space. He took his clothes off and with them he covered the windows just for precaution. When he was close enough to my ear I heard him whisper:

– Told you next time you wouldn't tell the tale, princess.

And without further notice he made me his until midnight. Oh my, I'm going to die... –I thought to myself whilst feeling Bob getting inside of me over and over again. And that night I really didn't care if it was my last one.

The glasses of each window were fogged by our warm breaths and hot bodies. I was drunk just hearing Bob's heartbeat while I was resting on him. I was exhausted and my breathing was still a little bit erratic, but I was happy. My big guy was a bit curled up since his long legs couldn't fit totally in the back seat. I opened a little one of the windows to let the cool breeze of the night get in and give us some oxygen. Bob took my chin softly and made me look at him. His eyes were sparkling, like two bright stars outside there in the dark night. His lips slowly started to form a mischievous smile, full of naughtiness, if I must guess. I got close and kissed the tip of his red nose but Bob suddenly grabbed me by the hair of the back of my head.

– ¿Are you feeling unsatisfied, my love? – I asked while my cheeks began to burn because I was badly blushing.

– Do it –he demanded looking at my mouth with his lustful amber eyes.

He made me go backwards until I had all his masculinity in front of me. It was still pearled by the sweat and erect like an Egyptian monolith. My heart started to race again and my mouth to drool, just like his when he was hungry or mad. He pulled my hair harder and that was all I needed to start sucking his not-too-small partner in crime. At first I thought the taste was going to make me regret it, but when I savored it more carefully I could recognize what it tasted like and then I just couldn't stop. Hearing Bob's hoarse moans were turning me on even more and it was getting a bit rough, which he seemed to like it that way, and I was in pure ecstasy to let it go. I kept sucking and sucking, like if it was a candy cane, until he let it go and filled my mouth with all his sweet cum. I thought I would spit it out but instead of that I swallowed it all.

– Good girl – he praised me winking one of his blue eyes-. ¿Did you like it?

– ¿How did you do that? – I shyly asked him still licking my lips.

Bob took me in his arms, wrapping them around me like if they were a blanket, and self-confident, he answered me:

– There are a lot of things I can do with my body, princess – he chuckled- and what you just tasted is one of them.

I bit my lower lip and shut my eyes trying to divert a hoard of naughty thoughts, threatening on taking over of my lower abdomen again.

– And I thought I was the only one who tasted like peach – I said playfully and softly bit one of his nipples.

He let go a sincere laughter and squeezed his embrace a little more making me sink my face in the hollow of his neck. I took advantage of it and smelled his delicious buttered-popcorn-just-made scent, filling my lungs with it. Then, fixing my eyes on his, I said with such naturalness that sounded strange even for me:

– Amelie loves Bob.

Bob didn't say a thing; he just kissed me tenderly and caressed my forehead letting me know with his silence that the feeling was mutual. I wasn't expecting his answer either, I just needed to listen to his heart, and the words were already too much.

The clock in the front panel of my car was showing it was past midnight. I was so comfortable sleeping on my big guy's chest that didn't want to go out but Mother Nature was calling and I really needed it pick up this time. Bob was sleeping like a baby and his drooling was all over his chin. I got up slowly so I didn't wake him up but when I got to the passenger seat he quickly grabbed my wrist. I told him I was heading outside just to pee and get some clean clothes from the suitcase in the trunk, he calmed down and let go my hand. I gave him a little kiss and got out of the car.

Outside the night was so peaceful, the moon was the only thing lighting up the surrounding forests and the sound of the tiny insects was like a natural orchestra filling the air with their music. The environment itself was magical, so calm and static, as if time had stopped. I went and opened the trunk and searched for the bigger suitcase, there were probably some stuff I could use on Bob, and, fortunately, there it was, my other pajamas would surely suit him fine. I took some clothes for me and got back inside the car again.

– Here – I handled the pajamas to my big guy-. I think this will do until we can buy you some more manly clothes. I know is not the best I have but it's better than you staying naked.

This said and I couldn't help but throwing a dirty look at Bob's private parts. He took the clothes and put them on in silence. Once he got all dressed up he looked at me in search for approval. I put a hand over my mouth to contain my laughter.

– ¿Are you going to make fun of me, again? – He asked me whilst grabbing my wrists and pulling me to the back seat.

– I swear I'm not making fun of you, love – my answer was between a scream and my uncontrollable laughter-. ¡I promise!

No matter what I did he could finally drag me tothe back seat. I ended up under his body with my both wrists immobilized by hishand and there was no possible way I could get myself free from hisimprisonment.