Sweet Reverb: A Friends with (Spanking) Benefits Story (Light BDSM Erotica) by Lucinda DuBois Page B

flashlight as he put his stuff away. He shut the trunk on his car,
turning to face her with a grin. “This was the best show I’ve had in months.”
    “I know,” she said with a grin. She
threw her arms around him, hugging him. “I’m so proud of you.”
    He pulled her close, hugging her
tightly. He pulled back and searched her face. “You look really, really nice
tonight,” he said.
    “Thanks, Chris.”
    Her heart began to pound the way
his blue eyes dashed back and forth between her brown ones. His arms were still
around her as he leaned down, his lips touching hers. She hesitated before
kissing him back. He pulled back, inches from her face, breathing heavily.
    “Wow,” she said breathlessly.
    He turned, shoving her against his
car, gathering her up into his arms and kissing her hard. His passion poured
forward as his tongue brushed against hers, turning her body into a melted
puddle. His hands wandered down hers, into uncharted territory, making her
whimper into his mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck, stretching
against his body, feeling every part of him against her. The bulge in his jeans
brushed against her leg, sending a shiver of electricity through her veins. She
ran her fingers through his brown hair, drinking in the sensations of his hands
grasping her butt, fondling her breasts, and sliding between her legs.
    “God, you feel amazing,” he said
with a gasp as he cupped her breast in his hand underneath her shirt.
    “ That feels amazing,” she
corrected. As his thumb massaged her nipple, she dropped her head back against
the car with a moan.
    “I want you so bad,” he whispered
in her ear, his free hand riding up her skirt, brushing against her panties.
She was already soaking wet and his touch made her stomach quiver and made her weak
in the knees.
    She grasped the sides of his
jacket. “I want you too,” she said, kissing him. “I want you inside me.”
    He pulled her close, kissing her,
ripping her panties down. He unzipped his jeans. He hoisted her up against the
car. She wrapped her legs around his waist and gasped as he buried himself deep
inside her. He kissed her neck, biting, nearly drawing blood as he sunk into
the flesh. His hands gripped her ass, squeezing, as he thrust up inside her.
    “Oh my God,” Kali said with a moan
as he bounced her off the side of the car, his hands, mouth, and movements
rough and possessive as he took every ounce of her. She buried her face in his
shoulder, the leather muffling her screams as the orgasm ripped through her,
the force of it nearly knocking her off balance. Chris groaned softly as he
filled her with his warm seed.
    He kissed her deeply, softly, as he
slowly let her down to the ground. He brushed her hair out of her face and
smiled a little.
    “Wow,” she said breathlessly.
    He kissed her again. She savored the
taste of him against her tongue, making her whimper softly.
    “Wow is right,” he said softly. He
smiled, running his thumb across her bottom lip. “See you tomorrow?”
    “Uh…yeah,” she said with a nod.
“Definitely.”
     

Chapter
Three
     
    Kali tossed and turned in her bed all
night. Her mind kept conjuring up the images of Chris shoving her against the
car as he fucked her brains out. It had been the definition of a quickie, but
she’d had one of the best orgasms of her life. The way he had touched her just
right…it made her blood run hot just thinking about it. She was worried about
how things were going to be between them tonight when she went to his show. The
potential awkwardness from sleeping with him was always one of her biggest
fears, and it was one of the reasons she had avoided it for so long. Guess she
was about to find out how awkward it would be.
    It was the weekend and Kali was off
and had no class. Normally on days like this she would go over to Chris’
apartment early and then they would head out to the show together. She got a
tingle in between her legs at the thought of being alone with him