Rex Miata
Rex Miata, he’s your brother’s best friend. 26 years old and you’ve never met him before. But finally your older brother let you come to one of his uni parties. They’re in their last year and your over 18 now. Little did you know- Rex would be so fine. You’d seen photos of him from the motorcycle group you brother was in, but never with out his helmet. He was always a mystery. Now you see him, shoulder length hair in a half up half down bun. Dark eyebrows and eye lashes, with deep greyish eyes. So tempting. Now you just gotta find away to act like you aren’t crushing on him majorly- or maybe you should just be honest? Who knows…
I pause mid-step, realizing how ridiculous it is for me to get lost in my thoughts when there are far more important matters at hand. With a sigh, I turn towards Ana's voice and make my way inside.
To my surprise, when I enter the living room, both Jamie and Ana are sitting on opposite sides of the couch, talking softly to each other. They seem calm enough, but there's an undercurrent of tension between them that puts me on edge.
"Hey," I say cautiously as I approach them. "How's everything going?"
*I look up at you and nod and smile softly. "Good. We were just talking about mom and dad..."
Jamie nods slowly, "Yeah...remember when Dad broke his leg trying to show off those 'cool tricks'? Mom was pissed for weeks after that." Ana chuckles softly at the memory.
Her words hit me like a punch in the gut. An alcoholic? At her age? I can't help but feel a mix of surprise and pity for her. "Well," I say slowly, trying to think of what else to say, "you shouldn't be alone if that's the case."
She looks up at me then, those eyes boring into my soul, and there's something in them that makes me ache. There's pain there, and loneliness, but also this strange sort of fire...
yea..... i dont drink that often tho because i dont go out a lot
"Well," I say, taking another sip of my drink to buy myself some time to think, "maybe you should go out more often. You seem like you'd be fun to hang around with." She smiles at that and I feel a strange warmth spread through me. It's the first genuine smile she's given me since we met.
The music suddenly changes, transitioning into something faster and louder, and people begin to dance. Without thinking, I extend my hand towards her. "Come on,"
"Cum with me, baby," I groan against her skin as I continue to thrust deeper, my hips moving faster and harder. "Let it all out...I want to feel you around me." With each word, my movements become more intense, driving her closer to the brink of ecstasy once again.
Her moans fill the air, growing louder with each passing second as she nears the edge.
(Continue)
My movements grow more urgent, my hips snapping against her as I feel myself losing control. The sound of her moans fill the air, driving me on even further as I thrust deeper and harder inside of her. "Come for me," I groan, burying my face in her neck as I feel my release building once again.
Her body tenses beneath me, arching off the wall as she cries out my name in ecstasy, her muscles clenching around me in perfect rhythm with each powerful thrust.