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Where Do We Go From Here?

"Topography."

Tony kissed me back with the same amount of fervor as I was putting onto him. The angle of our kissing was a little weird since he was in the driver’s seat with the constriction of the steering wheel while I had to lean over the middle consol. Tony smiled into my kiss as he placed his unfinished blizzard on the dashboard. I broke away first, looking at his backseat. I quickly, awkwardly, and uncomfortably—while laughing—climbed over the middle consol and sat there. Tony bit his lip, smiling at me, before following suit. Tony clambered into the backseat, landing with a shaky thud against his seat. I let out another laugh.

Tony bent his face and caught my lips with his, silencing my current giggles. Bringing his hands up to my face, I felt him cupping my face while deepening the kiss. I sighed into his mouth before moving closer to his, straddling over his lap. I couldn’t help but run my fingers through his scalp, earning a throaty groan on his behalf.

In the confinements of Tony’s car, we demonstrated Topography. Stripping away our clothes, we were pressed delicately together, face to face, his lips on my neck, my lips breathing heavily into his ear. His hands roamed over my body, feeling every inch of my exposed skin. I no longer felt wildly uncomfortable around Tony, for he accepted my every flaw and blemish. He loved me, all of me. Tony’s fingers dipped lightly into my Great Lakes, massaging my needy flower bud with his skilled hands. He knew what I liked and pressed into me. I groaned out his name while tangling my fingers into his hair, gripping his hair firmly before pressing my lips onto his mouth; his San Diego pressed against my New York, his Fire Island against my Sonoma, it was a deprived sensation of wanting to be desperately closer to each other. Tony kept pulling me closer and closer to his body, as if somehow we’d melt into each other’s skin.

Unlike the first time we had sex, I somewhat knew what to expect this time. I was aware of what Tony like and what he craved. Rotating my hips over his growing erection, I broke away from his kiss to let out another strangled moan. There was something erotic about having sex in a parked car in a public area. It was forbidden and an ultimate turn on for me. Tony quickly pushed himself off the car seat to bring down his pants and his boxers. I blushed as I felt his length press against my inner thighs. Still wearing my panties—and thanking Jesus that I wore something cute—I rotated my hips again. My Kansas burning against his Kansas burning against my Kansas, eliciting another wave of pleasure to wash over me.

Tony snaked his arms around my waist and hoisted me up. He worked quickly to remove the final cloth barrier between the both of us. My throbbing flower gladly accepted Tony’s length as he eased my body onto his. I felt my breathing turn ragged as I took a few moments to adjust. It was similar to how it felt my first time, but it somehow felt microscopically better. His New Orleans sunk deep into my Texas. Tony thrusted gently into me, making it obvious aware on how full I felt at the moment. His Eastern Standard Time pressed into my Pacific Time. It was delicious to feel him moving inside of me that I tossed my head back, closed my eyes, and let Tony take over. His Mountain Time beat against my central time, over and over and over again.

I let out a whimper when I felt Tony’s hands move south, dipping once again, into my moist flower, kneading my throbbing bud. Tony groaned and grunted and sped up both his thrusts and finger, making me climb higher and higher. My thighs felt a slight burn and my body was beginning to shake as I nearing the cusp of yet another amazing orgasm. My nails scratched alongside his skin while my lips searched desperately for his, but instead only found his neck in which I gladly kissed and sucked on. I felt Tony’s teeth sink into my shoulder as I began to move with him. I wasn’t used to consciously contributing to the thrusting of my hips, but I found myself desperate to feel release.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, ffffuck.” Tony said through a hiss.

My eyes were rolling back as his hands gripped my hips. I felt him pounding into me in a hasten fashion. The car was shaking and my arms reached above my head to stable myself against the roof of the car. Beads of sweat ran down my forehead as the smacking of our skin became so pleasurable to hear. My hands quickly gripped onto Tony’s shoulders, my nails biting into his flesh, and that’s when I felt it. My release came in three waves. The first one washed over me, making me exhale heavily into the crook of Tony’s neck. The second wave made me cry out for Tony; my body shaking from the amount of pleasure that seemed to course through my veins. And finally, the third wave made me collapse into Tony—his sun rising swiftly from the right, my sun rising swiftly from the left, your moon rising slowly from the left, and my moon rising slowly from the right until all four bodies of the sky burned above us.

I was in a sea of bliss as I remained completely still on top of Tony. I could feel both our heartbeats, beating uncontrollably and out of sync. My eyes felt heavy and my body felt a little sore, but I was still walking on cloud 9. I couldn’t contain the huge smile from taking up half my face as I pressed my cheek against Tony’s shoulders.

“That was sudden.” Tony commented once his breathing had evened out.

I nodded speechlessly because I was still swimming in pure bliss.

“I’m gonna go out on a limb here and say that you liked that poem.” I could hear the smirk in his voice.

I smiled against his skin. “Sharon Olds knows how to write promiscuity in very sugar coated forms.”

“I figured since you’re a fan of poetry that you’d enjoy that.”

I laughed. “Is this how you intended to use poetry, to get into my pants?” I asked playfully.

Tony chuckled in a low voice. “Those are my only intentions, Verity.”

I slowly retracted my body from Tony’s, feeling the way his length slipped out of made me blush in heavenly bliss. I sat myself next to Tony while curling up to him. Glancing at the windows, I noticed that it was fogged up, eliciting a small laugh from my lips.

“Maybe when I come back, we can have a sleepover.” I suggested quietly.

Tony cocked an eyebrow at me. “Oh, really? And where exactly will this co-ed sleepover take place?”

I smiled. “We can go camping. Callie mentioned the other day how she wanted to do a weekend hike up the mountain.” I replied.

You like to go camping?” Tony asked skeptically.

I scoffed. “No, but I wouldn’t mind spending an uninterrupted weekend with my boyfriend.”

Tony leaned in and kissed me deeply. “That sounds perfect.”

I smiled before grabbing my clothes and putting them back on. I was growing quite comfortable around Tony to spend a few hours naked and in his arms, but it’s those brief moments that I loved because I love him.



Notes

I included another chapter of smut because I didn't update yesterday.

RANT!
My reason for my slacked updates is mostly because this entire week and last week I've been house/apartment hunting. Can I just say that my current landlord is an asshole! Like I understood the terms of our lease; however, since she raised the rent after we lived here for a year it goes without saying that the lease itself has to be altered. So when we altered it this past Spring the terms were that we pay the raised price, keep the yard spiffy, and ultimately follow house rules (i.e. no smoking in the house, no pets in the house, etc.) However, my landlord decides to tell us that we need to move out because her son is coming back and needs a place to stay and that we have a month to pack our shit and begone. The terms of my lease were violated because we (meaning my boyfriend and I) signed the contract that stated we were given at least two months before vacating the property. Nonetheless, I found a house in Paradise Park (every place in Hawaii has these very beautiful sounding names lol) and it seems like a winner. Anyway, that's what's new with me....
Rant over!

How'd you like the smut? I incorporated some "Topography" lingo into it tee hee :3

Thanks for reading and enjoy! I must now shove all my shit into boxes without breaking them haha

Comments

OMG MY NAME IS MYA
Btw i fucking love your story

OF_Mice_and_Mya OF_Mice_and_Mya
2/23/15

It's 2:14am and I have to get ready for work at 5:45am but yet I am reading this story because Im obsessed. I'm on chapter 20 and am dying of the cuteness. THIS STORY IS AMAZING.

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*tears* Aww. That was a great end! It wasn't annoyingly ambiguous. If you find a plat suitable for a sequel, then please don't even hesitate to write it. But I wouldn't mind reading a different stroy by you either.