The sun had almost disappeared, its saffron light fading against a petrol-blue sky. His car had purred like a baby, the engine greased and lubricated for the night. His energy transmitted as if electrified, the heat between us palpable. We moved quickly and with purpose until I felt the curves of the leather car seat against my naked skin. Our connected bodies sparked with intensity, I felt every thrust as we melded meshing our bodies, a symphony of heated gears.
Browsing: cars
The engine was ready, his fists greased and slick with oil. As he ran his hands along the handles of the wrench, my heart raced. He stepped closer and I could feel the heat radiating from his body, the whispers of lust in the air. His lips parted and he looked deep into my eyes, that was all the invitation I needed. We were free to express our longing, hidden by the rumbles of the garage. My oil-covered heart plunged head first into an all-consuming passion.
He pulled my hand towards the back of the garage and into a hidden room, just big enough for us to fit. His hands were soft and slick and greasy from the engine, but to me it was like he was rubbing oil all over my body. I felt the heat of his body on mine, the warmth was like a drug that I couldn’t get enough of.
He watched and waited in the shadows of the abandoned parking garage, his mouth dry with anticipation as his heart raced. Finally, in the night’s lonesome darkness, the other pulled up in his car and met him there. They didn’t speak a word, they simply looked deeply into each other’s eyes before they indulged in a passionate, unspeakably intimate embrace.