“Yeah right, I’m sorry. I mean Steve is a great guy but look at her she isn’t his type.” Junior said eyeing the petite blond in leather pants and a hot pink tube top.
“I wouldn’t be too sure about that.” His sister Kelly said taking a sip of her margarita.
“I am sure she is just being nice. I mean what is he telling her, ‘I am too nice for my own good, I don’t have one night stands, do you want to come home and have some coffee.’ Give me a break.”
“You know Junior, there are some people who would disagree with you on that one.” Kevin, Michael and Junior all looked to Delana now. “They say he isn’t exactly the Mr. Nice guy in the bedroom that he is everywhere else.”
“Oh, come on guys you have to have heard the rumors.” Buffy said with a laugh.
“What rumors?” Kevin asked almost afraid to hear the answer.
“You’re serious.” Delana said.
“Well, let’s face it girls. Us ladies of Nascar are probably the only ones who find the rumors and stories of some interest.” Kelly said.
Dale noticed the grin on Kelly’s face. “Such as?”
“Hey bro, if I need to explain it too you then…”
“You don’t need to explain anything to me. I am wondering what you are talking about.”
“Let’s just say, I have heard the man is a little kinky and controlling in the bedroom.” Buffy said.
“Freaky would be the word I have heard.” Delana said with a grin.
“How?” Michael asked.
“Maybe we should get you and Junior here in the same class?” Buffy kidded. “You know handcuffs, whips, the normal kinky stuff.”
Dale and Kevin looked to Michael and he just shrugged. “There’s no way. Not Steve.”
“Hey we are just saying what we have heard. I have a pretty good feeling it’s all true.” Kelly said.
“Oh my God, please tell me you haven’t.” Dale looked at his sister.
“No, but I sure would like…”
“Don’t even say it, I don’t need the image. Thank you very much.” “I am going to go prove you all wrong. I am sure they are just being friendly and nothing is going to come of it.” he stood to go join Steve and the blond.
“Have a seat Junior.” Kevin said.
“Why?”
“Cause they are gone.”
Dale turned in enough time to see the blond pull Steve through the door by the collar of his shirt. “You have to be kidding me.”
Steve let Layla pull him out of the bar in downtown Mooresville to the parking lot but took over once they got outside. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to his bike “So little girl, ready to go for a ride?” he asked a mischievous grin creeping up on his face.
She met his grin with one of her own “You’re the one who is about to go for a ride.” she undid the button and zipper of his jeans and grinned when she realized he didn’t have anything on under them. He started the bike and she climbed behind him leaving her hand on the waist of his jeans so he couldn’t redo them.
He pulled the bike out and headed toward Lake Norman and his house. Her hands started pulling at his jeans until she freed what she sought. Her mouth found the nape of his neck as her fingers ran up and down his shaft. She felt him take a deep breath, “You aren’t going to wreck us are you?”
He shook his head no and she grinned as he sped the bike up as she applied more pressure to him. She didn’t stop switching from stroking to squeezing until they pulled into his driveway and he yanked her off the bike and towards the house. She laughed at what his neighbors would think if they were paying attention since he didn’t bother to ‘put himself away’ before heading into the house.
He jerked her tube top over her head and his own shirt hit the living room floor before he even got the door closed behind them. He pushed her towards the bedroom working his own jeans off his legs in the hall way. She stopped mid stride and watched his naked form coming towards her like a man on a mission.
He turned her face first to the wall and started working the leather pants down her hips. “Guess, I am not the only one who doesn’t like underwear.” He smacked her bare ass after he got the pants to her feet. He pushed her against the wall again and pressed himself up against her. She felt his growing bulge against her ass, “Steve, I want you.”
His hand went to her wetness, “I know and you’ll get me, just not anytime soon.”
“Steve.” but before she could say anything more he threw her over his shoulder and carried her in to the bedroom. He tossed her to the bed and climbed on top of her straddling her waist. Her fingers automatically ran over his nipples then down his abs to his rock hard member.
“Do you trust me?”
“Uh huh.”
“Layla, look at me. Do you trust me?” Her eyes went from her fingers to his hand and the handcuffs dangling from them. He saw her eyes go wide and he leaned forward and purred in her ear. “Say the word and I will put them away.” his tongue darted out and traced the shape of her ear.
“I trust you.”
“Then give me your hand.” When she did he knew she was ok with this. “The little scene on the bike tells me you like to be in control.” She felt the cold metal on her skin as he fastened her arm above her head. “Not tonight, baby.” He grinned when she put her other hand in his almost in anticipation. “I will leave that one loose for a while.”
He scooted forward so that his cock was just inches from her mouth. He watched as she licked her lips and strained her neck to get closer to him. “What do you want?”
“To taste you, Steve please.”
He pulled himself up to his knees so he was at her lips and she realized why her other hand was still free when she actually paid attention to his size. She wrapped her fingers around his base and swirled her tongue around his tip. She then licked the underside of his shaft and then back down finally taking as much of him into her mouth as she could. What she couldn’t reach with her mouth she massaged with her hand. She felt his thighs shake and was pretty sure he was forcing himself not to thrust into her mouth. She was also pretty sure he was very close to coming, so she licked the length of him again twice before swallowing him again.
“Layla,” he moaned as he grabbed the headboard to steady himself. “Oh man.” she felt him tighten then felt his release into the back of her throat. He pulled away and kissed her hungrily, tasting himself on her lips. “Thank you.” he tied a blindfold around her eyes and fastened her other wrist to the bed. “Your turn, I will be right back, don’t go anywhere.” he whispered.
A few minutes later she felt him watching her. “Steve?” She heard things being set on the table by the bed. “Steve?”
She felt a hand run down her cheek then down her stomach. “Shh, your ok.”
“I know, I just missed you.”
He kissed her and sat next to her on the bed. His hands started at her feet and ran all the way up her legs, to her thighs then her stomach, briefly cupping her breasts then continuing their journey to her shoulder and up her arms. She felt the goose bumps and didn’t realize you could be that hot and have a chill run down your spine at the same time. She felt something warm and sticky dribble across her stomach and breasts. She felt Steve’s finger at her lips and tasted the chocolate sauce as she sucked his finger into her mouth. His tongue lapped up the chocolate off her stomach before he turned his attention to her breasts. After cleaning her breasts with his tongue, he tugged roughly on her nipple as he sucked the other one into his mouth. He pulled his finger from her mouth and cupped her breast to allow him to take more into his mouth.
He heard her moan as his tongue swirled in circles around the hard nipple finally catching it in his teeth before moving on to the other one. She couldn’t believe the sensations running through her body as his tongue dipped into her naval and sucked the skin around it. Her whole body shook as she felt his tongue run up her opening and flick over her swollen clit. “Oh Steve yes.”
He leaned back up allowing his weight to lay on her for a moment as he forced his tongue into her mouth. After a few moments he pulled away and went back to sitting next to her. She shivered as she felt the ice running over the skin of her stomach. “Shit.” she gasped.
He continued running the ice over her stomach then stopped pulling the blindfold off of her. When she opened her eyes he was straddling her thighs, his cock gently laying against her wetness. She shifted her hips as if she could get him into her by willing it to happen. She looked up at his face then noticed the burning candle in his hand. “Steve?” She said with a quiver in her voice.
“I’ll stop if it’s too much.” He slowly tipped the candle so the wax dripped down on to her stomach.
She gasped at the heat and the sudden sensation that shot through her body. He ran an ice cube over the hot wax and studied her face as he continued it over and over. “You ok?” she just nodded her head yes and Steve sat the candle on the table still running the ice over the hardening wax. “Layla, say something.”
“I am ok.”
He stretched out beside her and kissed her neck, “You sure?”
She looked at him, “Yeah, it’s just no one has ever done that. Wow.” she looked down at her stomach and laughed, “Cute, very cute.”
He grinned as his fingers brushed away the hardened wax and traced the already fading 30 he had made on her skin. His fingers trailed a path down between her legs and he kissed her once again before sliding his body down the bed. He had planned on teasing her a little more enjoying the reaction her body was having to his touch but he was enjoying it a little too much and knew he didn’t have that much control left. He pushed her legs wider apart and buried his tongue deep inside of her.
Her back arched and she moaned at the new feeling, “God Steve.”
As his tongue delved deeper she felt his fingers pressing at her second opening. She groaned as she felt one slip inside of her, then he replaced his tongue with his thumb of the same hand. He slowly started to move his index finger and his thumb together being separated only by a thin layer of skin.
“Jesus Steve.” he watched as her eyes closed and her head thrashed against the pillow. She pulled at the restraints as he sped up his fingers and he watched as she fought to gain control of her body.
He slid back up beside her kissing her breast and neck as he went, never slowing his fingers down.
“God, it…has never…Jesus…felt like…this…Oh God…before…Steve.”
“So stop fighting it, let it happen.” He reached up with his free hand undoing the restraints on her hands. She automatically grabbed at the sheets and he caught her other hand in his and he felt her body shake. He pressed his fingers deeper inside of her knowing that would push her over the edge.
“Fuck, Steve, Oh God. Yes.”
She turned to him as he removed his fingers and kissed her sweetly yet forcefully. He wiped at the sweat on her brow as she tried to regain her composure. She finally met his stare, “Holy shit.”
“You like.”
“Fuck yeah.”
“Well I am not done yet.” And with that he flipped her over and pulled her onto her hands and knees. He was buried deep inside of her with one thrust before she knew what hit her. She dropped to her elbow not being able to support her own weight and from the fullness of him inside of her. “Layla, do you know how fucking great you feel wrapped around me?”
“Damn, I have an idea.” she said through ragged breath as he started plunging into her.
Their bodies rocked together in unison in a smooth movement. Their moans could be heard throughout the quiet house and Steve was pretty sure if you had been in the front yard you would have heard them there also.
“Faster Steve Please.” he was happy to oblige and he found her clit as he pumped into her harder and faster.
“I can’t stop it for much longer.” Steve said trying to control his own body.
After a few more thrusts Layla responded, “You don’t have to, Oh,” she half yelled half moaned. After one more thrust he collapsed down onto her back.
“Shit.” He shifted trying to take the bulk of his weight off of her but couldn’t get too far with how weak he was.
She thought about rolling over to her back but decided she was too weak and she kind of liked the way Steve’s leg was draped over her ass. His hand was running up and down her spine and she felt her eyes growing heavy with every stroke. Her breathing evened out and he knew she had finally fallen asleep. He could finally close his eyes with a smile on his face.
The next day at Lowes Motor Speedway Steve joined Junior, Buffy, Mikey, Kevin and Delana in the garage area for practice. “Sorry for just leaving you guys without a word last night.”
“You seemed to big in a pretty big hurry there Steve.” Buffy grinned.
“Yeah well, you know.” Steve blushed.
“No we don’t but we want to too, spill it.” Junior said looking at him.
“What, a gentleman never kisses and tells.”
“Yeah, well, there are some who would say when it comes to 'kissing'," Dale did air quotes with his hands. "you aren’t a gentleman. Hell, my sister said…” Dale saw the look as his eyes got big and that electric smile lit up.
“Kelly? Your sister said what?”
“Nothing, don’t even think about it.”
Steve laughed, “You believe everything you hear, Junior?”
“Should I?”
“Let’s just say, it was a good night.” he winked, slapped Junior on the back and nodded. “Ladies.” He then turned and walked away.
Buffy and Delana about fell over trying to see around their husbands to watch Steve walk away. “Will you too stop?”
They laughed “Oh don’t worry honey, you’re the only freak for me.” Delana said as she wrapped her arms around her husbands neck and taking one more peak at Steve’s backside.
“I saw that.”