Chelle Bliss - Untangle Me

“That’s different, I don’t think I’ve ever been there with anyone before,” he responded.

We left the apartment and headed to the cemetery. It was a hot day, and the air was thick with humidity. The sky was lined with white puffy clouds, and it looked like it might rain. The cemetery was empty—we had it all to ourselves. Kayden held my hand as we walked to the gravesites.

The gravesites weren’t the typical headstones that I had been accustomed to, small markers packed together row upon row, but they were unique buildings made of various types of stone. They were decorated with statues, stained glass, and iron gates. Multiple generations were buried inside the crypt-like structures. We peered through windows and entered the buildings that were open. While we were talking, the rain began to fall, but the sun continued to shine.

“Let’s sit down for a bit and get out of the rain,” I said to him while pulling on his hand toward a building under a tree.

It was a beautiful building that was white with a green tinge around the edges. It was under a massive oak tree that we found shelter from the rain. We sat on the steps with our knees touching and he placed an arm around my shoulder.

“This place is beautiful,” I said noticing him watching me out of the corner of my eye.

“So are you, Sophia,” he said as brushed a piece of damp hair off my neck.

Goosebumps formed on my skin despite the steam rising from the concrete. He traced a line from the little strands of hair to my knee in one fluid move. My insides liquefied under his fingertips as I closed my eyes and exhaled slowly trying to maintain my sanity.

The tranquility and beauty were awe inspiring, as the rain bounced off the leaves and forming puddles on the ground.

“It’s strange that there’s so much beauty in a place that is filled with sadness,” he said to me as he stroked the back of my hand with his fingertips.

“It’s so unlike anything we have back home,” I said trying to avert my eyes away from him. The man still made me nervous in the most delightful way.

When the rain slowed, it became steamy outside—the rain never seemed to help cool down the air in the South, but only made it unbearable to breathe. Sweat began to trickle down my temples. The staleness of the air made it impossible to enjoy the serenity and beauty.

“Want to go back and cool off? I know I could use a shower before we go out tonight,” he asked, with a smile promising sin.

I gulped loud enough that I knew he had to hear, but he didn’t let on if he did. Kayden climbed off the step slowly and held out his hand to me. I stood slowly while holding his hand and stared into his eyes. I tripped as I began to walk and my heart plummeted as my face landed against his chest. Kayden reached out and caught me in his arms. I opened an eye and tried to catch a glimpse of his face as he pulled me away. I smiled as my face began to heat, and I could feel the embarrassment spread throughout my body. Kayden smiled at me and grabbed my face lightly.

“We all fall sometimes in life, Sophia, it’s more important how we recover,” he said as he lips touched mine.

His thumbs stroked my cheeks while his fingers gripped the back of my neck. His kiss grew deeper as his tongue searched for mine, he possessed me. My mouth had grown dry from the heat, and his mouth refreshed me like an oasis in the desert. My body began to tremble with need. Emptiness filled me when his lips broke from mine.

“Let’s go, I have plans for you, baby doll,” he said with a wink.

My body hummed from the liquor coursing through my veins, Bourbon Street had led to another evening of excess. My legs wobbled as I walked down the trolley steps. Kayden grabbed me by the waist as soon as my feet touched the street. I giggled as I tried to walk upright without swerving, my body didn’t want to listen to my mind. Kayden placed my arm around his neck and kept a firm hold on me until we approached my SUV. Kayden opened the back door and I stood there confused for a moment.

“In the back, Sophia. Now.” he stated firmly while holding the door open for me.

I looked around and only a trickle of people moved around on the streets at this hour.

He helped me as I climbed in the back trying to avoid smacking my forehead on the doorway. The windows were tinted and gave us privacy. Kayden sat down and helped me place my body over his. My dress allowed him easy access as he pulled my panties to the side. A sheen of sweat began to form on my skin, the car was hot and the air inside stuffy. He unzipped his pants and guided his cock to my throbbing wet pussy. We had spent all night on Bourbon Street kissing and stroking each other—I wanted him.

I looked through the car windows on all sides and didn’t see anyone. He rammed his cock inside of me and all thought vanished. I no longer worried about the people on the street. We didn’t make love—we had feverish sex in the backseat of my car. The only sound was our skin slapping against each other, our lips and tongues moving together, and our breath fast and harsh.

I collapsed on top of him, exhaustion overwhelmed me. We were breathing heavy, but he remained deep inside of me. He grabbed my thighs and held my body above his. He began to pump while holding my body in place; he increased speed and bit my neck, lost in passion. I cried out from the pleasure and pain, he invaded my entire being. My eyes rolled back into my head from the sensation of his cock thrusting in and out of me.

His thrusts began to slow until all movement stopped. Neither one of us climaxed, but I knew he was far from done for the night. I rested my forehead against his, and tried to catch my breath. “Do you think anyone saw us?” I asked.

“I’m sure they saw the car rocking.”

“What? The car wasn’t moving,” I replied in disbelief. I was horrified that someone might have seen the car moving.

“Oh, yes it was. Someone had to see it moving if they were walking by,” Kayden said with a sly grin and a hint of amusement in his voice. Holy Shit. I had never been so reckless in all my life. Sex had always been in private, I worried too much about my career. Kayden had wiped all sanity from my mind and replaced it with only carnal intent.

I just fucked her, but I needed more, wanted more of her. I lit candles as Sophia undressed. My cock stirred from the sight of her naked body and the memories of being buried deep inside her.

“On the bed, Sophia. On your back, legs spread.”

She complied and crawled on the bed in the unsexiest way, but the spectacle made my cock grow harder. She was the sexiest woman I had ever seen, but didn’t know how to use it to her advantage… thank fucking god for me. She flopped onto her back, and laid there like a scared child staring at the ceiling avoiding eye contact with me.

“Wider,” I said.

Her pussy was glistening, calling to me, an open invitation. I removed my clothes quickly before crawling on to the bed. My cock was throbbing for release, but I wanted to possess her.

I pressed my body against her, but keeping my cock out of reach of her dripping heat. I grabbed her breast and sucked her nipple roughly. I flicked it with my tongue and grazed it with my teeth. I moved my free hand slowly up her leg, skimming the tips across her skin. Her body broke out in goose bumps and her back arched from the difference in sensation. My fingertips reached the peak of her breast and I pinched her nipple between my thumb and finger. I sucked and pinched each nipple in an alternating rhythm. Her hips moved as if in invitation and her head dug harder into the pillow. I placed my hard cock next to her wetness. Her hips moved as if trying to swallow me, but I didn’t accept the invitation. I wanted her to wait; I was in charge and wanted her to know it.