Daring Desires

The Road

Ari

I knew it wouldn’t be a long drive, but when we hit the road I felt more uncertainty then excitement. I couldn’t quite place the trepidation, but the normally relaxing car ride with Ricky was more unnerving.

As if reading my thoughts Ricky squeezed my leg, “Everything alright in that pretty little head,” he joked,”your brain stuck at work?” I always admired Ricky’s ability to turn off work mode so easily. He was a district attorney, but you’d never know it in his ripped up jeans and casual tee. Not to mention his shaggy brown hair and aviators giving him that band guy look. Hot band guy, tan and muscular, but definitely not a lawyer.

“I guess so. I think if I change I’ll feel better,” I stated hopefully. All in all, this time, my mind wasn’t stuck on work.

Ricky didn’t miss a beat to chime in, “I know if you change I’ll for sure feel better.” He even winked and raised his eyebrows for effect.

“This one’s quick witted,” I joked, “eyes on the road mister.” I playfully pushed his hand away where it was resting on my thigh and grabbed my backpack from the back seat. When we had made it out of the city I pulled off my knee length pencil skirt. I had already ditched the heels when I got in Ricky’s car. I enjoyed Ricky watching me discreetly and made a point to roll down my thigh high stockings really slowly.

I pulled cut off blue jeans shorts from my bag and began to slide them on as well. Ricky decided to interject.

“Do you really think your lacy black thong matches your jean shorts? You probably should take those off too.” He smiled quickly at the thought and looked over to gauge my reaction.

I tipped my sunglasses down my nose and gave the sternest look I could muster. “You know better than that,” I smiled, “at least buy me dinner first like a proper gentleman.” He laughed deeply and waved his hand on pretending to give me permission to continue getting dressed.

I slowly unbuttoned my deep blue blouse to reveal a delicate white camisole and the matching black lace bra to the panties he had already admired. After removing the blouse, I crossed my arms in front of me to remove the camisole over my head. I heard a soft sigh from Ricky, and I realized we hadn’t seen each other in over two weeks. The conflicting schedules really were ruining our s*x life, I thought.

Sitting next to him in just my shorts and a bra, I decided to tease him just a bit more. I had my tank top on the seat between us, but I rifled through my bag for my flip flops and another bra. Ricky was eating up the scenery. His hand had returned to my leg moving up and down slowly, only stopping when he was encumbered by the backpack in my lap. I could tell he was a little upset we had decided to venture so far out of town. As I found the extra bra, his eyes widen at the realization and his reaction made me realize how much I missed him too.

“What do you have there?” He asked playfully continuing to urge the bag to move. I placed the bag in the floor softly.

I smiled innocently, “this new bra is just a little uncomfortable. I think I’m going to change it real quick.”

“I’m on board for you changing, but not real quick” he smiled. The huskiness in his voice made every part of me tingle, or maybe it was his hand reaching the hem of my shorts. I reached behind my back and unhooked my bra deliberately and slowly. Taking my time I slowly pulled each strap off my shoulders to release my breasts. Despite wanting to torment Ricky, it really felt good to get my bra off too.

Ricky looked over with desire filling his face. I could tell he was struggling because he wanted to pull over so badly. He turned his attention back to the road, but slowly traced his hand up my abs, across my ribs, and softly cupped one breast in his hand. He began to rub softly, and I couldn’t help to hum with pleasure.

With just my small hum, he was spurred to continue on. Circling more roughly and pinching my n****e. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. This time he sort of growled. I laughed a little at his primal noise. When I laughed he withdrew his hand and I immediately missed the warmth.

“I’m sorry,” I said quickly, “I didn’t mean to laugh.”

He smiled softly, “I want every single inch of you. It has been way too long. In fact, if we do this anymore I’m going to wreck this car or pull over on the side of the road to take you. You deserve so much more than that. So, for the time being, I’ll drive. I promise you though, you’re not getting dinner first.”

Every single part of me vibrates with his declaration. I slowly put on my bra and my tank and we sat quietly. His he returned to my thigh a few minutes later to begin light circles over and over. Never passing the hem of my shorts he traced playfully. I enjoyed his touch, his attention. Not realizing how tired I’d been from work I drifted off.

In my dazed arousal, combined with the events of the day, I slept deeply for riding in a car. In fact, I slept deeply enough to dream. I dreamt of lust, s*x, passion, and pleasure. I couldn’t think of a better way to start this getaway weekend.

“Ari, Ari” I was shaken awake softly. “We are here dear,”Ricky said, “you drifted off. I’m going to need you to wake up for what I have planned. I don’t think I can wait much longer,” he grinned.

My face turned red upon awakening and before I could. speak Ricky interjected, “I know my naughty little vixen isn’t embarrassed,” he teased, “ dreaming about me weren’t you?”

I smiled and moved out of the car seductively rubbing past him to get my bag. He followed behind me closely and I tried to hide my face from his sight. I was having quite the sexy dream. . . about Austin.