Our Little Secret | Sal Vulcano

Ch. 15

Boston, Buffalo, Cincinatti, Toledo, and Chicago were all major cities marked off as seen on our adventure. Driving through the states made me see sides of the country I have never seen. Rocky land and smooth land. In most of the small towns we drove through, every star shined itself through the non-polluted night sky that I was never used to seeing. Since I'm only used to seeing a couple of stars because I live near the most populated city in the country, it felt as if I was on a different planet.

We were heading back to Brooklyn listening to The Shins and I was looking through all the Polaroid pictures that we took. Each one was labeled with the city it was taken in and the date it was taken. My heart fluttered looking at the one we took in Boston because I can feel the way he kissed me that night, like he never kissed me before. It was a beautiful picture and no matter what happened the image would stay in my heart forever.

We were in Ohio and we drove past a billboard that advertised a fair that was located a couple of miles ahead of where we were.

"Wait, Sal," I pointed to the billboard, "what if they have a pie eating contest?!"

He chuckled, knowing where I was getting at. "We're definitely going."

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We arrived at the fair with kids running past, some with stuffed animals and others eating candy apples. Parents were chasing after them and you could tell they were stressed because many of them had bags under their eyes. "I want to have kids, but I don't at the same time," I said making my way through the crowds of people with Sal.

He looked at me. "Why not?" He asked.

"Because, I don't know. I just don't want my child to end up being, like-" I pointed to a 6 year old begging and whining for something he couldn't get, "like that."

Sal laughed, "It all goes how you raise the child." We were just strolling through the busy fair waiting until we bumped into a pie eating contest that we weren't even sure they had.

"You're right, I guess. How many kids do you want?"

"Two. One boy and one girl." Someone got off a ride we walked past and threw up in a barrel. "Oh my god. Nope, nope, nope..." He turned around and started fast-walking towards the exit. I was laughing at his reaction, trying to keep my balance as we dodged through the crowds.

We got out of the fair and started walking towards the car, my hand rubbing his back. "So much for a pie-eating contest," I huffed.

"That was so fucking gross," Sal said, his voice sounding nasaly. He was gagging thinking about it and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I almost forgot that you weren't easy with that kind of stuff," I mentioned, trying to hold in my laugh. His face was red and his eyes were watery. We jumped in the car and Sal had a grossed-out look on his face looking ahead of the road.

"Oh my god- okay, okay. I need to take my mind off of it." I looked at him and examined every centimeter of his face. From his eyebrows, his eyes, down to his nose and his mouth. My hand made its way from my thigh to his thigh. It slowly walked up his dark jeans and came up to the waistband. He looked at me with a smirk on his face, "I wasn't asking for this, but that works too." I unbuttoned his pants and tugged on them, Sal lifting himself a little so I could pull his pants down just enough. He was already hard and I looked up at him and bit my lip, my hand slowly stroking him. My tongue went from the bottom of his shaft all the way to the tip, making him weak. We were on the highway and he sped up, not able to control the numbness throughout his body. My head was bobbing up and down making Sal moan and relax his head back, but trying to keep his eyes open. "Babe, you do this so fucking well," he said, trying to take breaths in between his words.

My mouth came off his shaft and I stared at him. "Keep your eyes on the road," I said with a seductive tone. "I Want You So Bad" by OK Go came on shuffle on my iPod plugged into the AUX cord. With my free hand, I put the song on loop.

"Oh, what the fuck. I'm pulling over." I went back to doing my job and Sal came into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. He nodded his head to the back seats suggesting that I climb over, so I did and Sal did too. I lied down, taking my shirt off as Sal took both our pants off. He threw them over his shoulder and began tracing his lips up and down my neck.

"What if someone pulls over to see if we need help or something?" I asked.

Sal was talking in between his kisses. "Then we're screwed," he started going down to my chest, "but this isn't a busy highway." I let Sal do whatever he wanted to do. He left lovebites across my breast.

"I want you so bad, Sal," I moaned. My legs wrapped around his waist, showing I was ready. He rubbed the tip of his dick against my clit, wanting me to beg. "Please," I was breathing heavily. I've been taking my birth control pills regularly, so it didn't matter if we were using a condom or not. He finally started to thrust into me and we were both enjoying every second of it. My head cocked to the side and he was sucking on the side of my neck, each thrust going faster and faster. He put his hand on my jawline and moved my head to face him, his tongue exploring my mouth. Sal was experienced, and it felt good to be with someone who knew what they were doing. The car was basically bouncing side to side now, but at this point I didn't care who drives by and is curious as to what's happening. Sal got up and stayed on his knees, going slower than he was.

"Do you like that, babe?" He looked at me, so concentrated on my body. I nodded my head, my eyes shut. "Yeah?"

"Yes," I whimpered. I licked my dry lips. Sal went back to the position he was in earlier, but this time he was going harder and faster than ever. I grabbed his hair with nothing else for me to hold on to. Our bare bodies were sticking to each other from the sweat, both of us moaning loudly. He hit my g-spot, and the only thing I could feel was the blood running through my veins. I arched my back and Sal had his hands on my spine to keep it arched, so we could feel closer. Soon, we reached our highs and orgasmed in sync.

We both sat up, and I sat on top of him. The process was repeated except I was in control this time. His eyes were on nothing but my eyes that were full of lust. It felt as if everything were in slow motion, and I could only focus on Sal's light eyes. His head rested back, facing the roof of the car, shutting his eyes. We were hitting our climaxes, once again, and moaning each other's names, once again. Once we finished, I got down and sat next to him, both of us looking in front of us.

"Did that take your mind off the puke?" I asked jokingly. We both shared a laugh.

"It did," Sal replied, taking my lips and placing them on his.