Twenty minutes later he’d showed up on my doorstep and asked me if I wanted to go for a ride. I’d welcomed the invitation because the youngest had been whining and mom had been ragging me about my grades, my dad getting in on the fun by lecturing me about guys, my seeming addiction to the internet, life. I’d been ready to scream when he knocked on my door.
Settling into the warmth of the car and he asked where I wanted to go. I thought for a minute before I suggested driving to the city, specifying that I thought the best thing at the moment would be some good loud music and just driving. There was something about an intoxicating beat and the world disappearing behind you that made everything better. He smiled and said that was the best idea he’d heard in a while.

Grabbing his cd case from beside me I flipped through it and pulled out marilyn manson. I slipped it in the player and as the twisted sound that’s uniquely marilyn began playing I instantly felt better. From beside me he breathed ‘ohhhhh fuck, yes’ and I could almost feel the tension leave his body as he sank into the oblivion of manson.

We drove, not talking, just letting the music take us where it would. The lights flashed by, disappearing behind us, swallowed by the darkness. It felt like our day was slowing dissipating and ceasing to matter anymore. By the time we made it to the city we were feeling alright and with the windows down and the night air streaming across our faces soon we were even laughing.

Feeling better than we had in days, we drove down some obscure roads just chatting about life the universe and such things. We stopped down a dead end road and parked the car, content to be with each other in the silence. Some time later, he turned to look at me with an amused smile on his face. I laughed and asked him what. He didn’t answer me, but instead pulled me into a kiss.

My breath caught slightly, his sudden action sending a shiver of excitement racing through me. A split second later I was kissing him back, soft and sweet. My arms found their way around his neck and I pulled him into me as I kissed him harder. He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue along my lips, tasting them, wanting them, wanting me. Dragging my nails down his back I let my tongue explore his as he trailed his fingers along the exposed flesh at the small of my back. When we pulled away we were both breathless.

Gently he kissed the side of my neck, trailing down to my collar bone and leaving a trail of goose bumps where his lips touched my skin. He teased me, gliding his hands over any part of me he could reach, his desire to touch me like a drug seeping into my skin and setting me on fire under his touch. Then he pulled away and kissed me before pulling me into the back seat with him. Sitting between his legs he ran his hands down my shoulders and gently pressed his fingertips into my back, making me melt under him until i was left completely relaxed against his chest.

He leaned against the door and we stretched out as best we could. My head on his shoulder he kissed me gently as he held me, his fingers caressing the sliver of exposed flesh between my belt and my shirt. He began to wander higher, exploring under my shirt, tracing the curve of my midriff up to glide along my chest. Then lifting me off the seat with him we shifted so that he was on top of me, his hands above either shoulder, kissing me, my neck, along the collar of my shirt… I shuddered as his lips touched my collar bone and he laughed softly against my skin, teasing me. One leg dangled over the edge of the seat, the other bent up and resting against the back of it. One of his knees was between my legs supporting half of his weight, the other half of it resting on me. The weight was amazingly comforting as I slid my hands up his legs and over his ass, then trailing my fingers along his belt line I caused him to shudder as he was both tickled and aroused by my touch. He sat up and pulled off his shirt, exposing his flesh to the night air. As he stretched above me I pulled on his nipples slightly and ran my hands down his hard stomach to his belt, pulling on it playfully. He leaned back down and kissed me before pulling my upper body up off the seat and pulling my shirt up and over my head, then tossing the both in the front seat. I kissed his shoulders and up his neck. I ran my hands all over his bare skin, dragging my nails slightly. I bit gently on his ear, eliciting a soft moan from his lips, to which he then pressed mine against and kissed me hard.

Leaning back, he pulled himself up and off me, resting his weight against the side of the car. His hands slid down my sides and he hooked his fingers under my waistline, causing the skin there to erupt in goose bumps.

He undid my belt and reaching my zipper he pulled it down slowly, tantalizingly. The teasing was driving me wild, so I decided to play the same game he was. I reached forward and undid his belt clasp and pulled his zipper down. Then, reaching my hand in his pants I lightly stroked his now very hard arousal. Just enough to make it jump, and then pulled my hand away. He exhaled deeply as he realized I was going to play as dirty as him.

He pulled me off the seat and undid my bra with one hand, slipping it off my shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Lightly he raked his fingers down my bare chest, causing my nipples to go instantly hard. Pushing me back down on the seat he then trailed his tongue along my collarbone and over my breast, circling the areola before lightly closing his lips around my nipple, all the while rolling the other one between his fingertips.

I wrapped my legs around him and pushed myself into him, then began grinding my hips against his, creating a pleasurable friction. His manipulations with my nipples had me wanting more, so I pulled his undone pants down his hips and then hooked my fingers under his boxers, sliding them off as well and fully exposing his gorgeous body to the night. As he freed me from my own pants I took in the full splendor of his body, marveling in the fact that for the moment, it was mine.

In the confines of the car we managed to tangle ourselves up together as close as it was possible to be. Now he was pressed into the seat and I was on top of him, his hands around my hips and his thumbs pressed into my flesh as I rode him slowly, moving up and down as he swiveled himself under me, creating pressure in all the right places. His hands guided me harder, faster. He gripped tighter as his breath became shallower and I could feel the rush of pure pleasure starting to build within me. It started at my toes and filled my whole body until I thought I’d pass out from what was inside me. Pulling me down hard onto him and at the same time pushing himself up into me, I crashed over the edge so hard I saw white spots on the blackness behind my eyes. The pleasure ripping through my body tightened me around him and finally pushed him over the edge after me, leaving us both gasping for breath and collapsed on top of one another.

We lay entangled in the back seat, softly running fingertips over exposed flesh as our heart rates slowed. We stepped out of the car and laughed about the fact we were walking around naked in the middle of nowhere. We pulled our clothes on and drove back to his place. Letting ourselves in the house quietly we made our way to his bedroom and he wrapped his arms around me as we crawled beneath the covers. Pulling me into him, his strong broad shoulders created an undeniable sense of peace, comfort and safety. Outside day broke over the horizon, bringing promise of a new day.