tall gateway and road lights were shining in the now totally dark distance. Our car was open, but we were pretty hidden.
Ric's face bent to find mine for a passionate kiss that took my breath away, breaking it only to murmur sexy Spanish words against my lips, moving from short, soft nibbles to soul kisses that were so much searching tongue I was thinking who needed anything more and how could we keep finding new angles and different rhythms that would keep us on the brink of this insane delirium?
We never stopped lip-syncing. The vast night air and our hot-breathed body moves in a confined space and confined clothes were beyond erotic. It was sexting in the dark. Ric's mouth was everywhere, burning up my skin and moving on so fast I seemed bathed in pre-orgasmic sensation. Despite my lips' many near-collisions with his neck, I managed to avoid his bite scar, remembering that in the first heat of our relationship I'd accidentally bitten him a little and scared myself silly. I'd kill myself if I found out I had any vamp tendencies, although that would be tough. Suicidal vampires don't exist.
Ric finally broke off to let me breathe, leaving me dizzy, my fingers curled into his thigh to keep myself upright. My head lolled onto the seat back while I stared up at bright swaths of stars sowed like seeds on the wind in the black sky. Ric lowered his head to my heaving chest as if dowsing for my heartbeat, his mouth kissing a line up to my collarbone and chin.
I certainly was getting why drive-ins had been called "passion pits." Warm, wet lips suckled my earlobe; teeth pinched it. A hot, probing tongue plunged into my ear. The sudden nip and plunge sensation pushed a sexual rush from my brain down to my toes and back up again.
On that wave, sucking me beneath the waterline of sensation into utter surrender, Ric's face nuzzled behind my ear, pushing under my hair. A fiery burning sensation on my neck paralyzed me. Then I realized ... I started to mouth the word, "No," but his fingers fanned against my lips as if to sign shhhhh. I reined in my galloping breath.
The sudden ceasing of our motion except for Ric's mouth burning, burning, burning the skin on my neck made time freeze. I heard crickets screaming all around us for the first time, but mostly I felt a hot, surging pulse coursing through my body, sensed its echo in his. I didn't want to stop him. I didn't want to move. I wanted to let him take me, take me, take me until he could take no more.
My lips parted to draw his caressing fingers inside, but otherwise nothing in me could move but the pounding, pounding of blood and desire, until his face drew back and his fingertips caressed the stinging sweet-spot on my neck.
"Te amo," he whispered. "I won't use that word you hate, but every teenager in the world has done this in a place like this. You see now? How the kiss that seeks the hot blood that drives our love excites? Let me give this as well as take it from you. All right?"
"Will I ... bruise?"
He stroked me there again. "That's the point, amor. It's the badge of our passion. That's why I put it far back on your neck, under your hair. Only you and I will know it's there. Only I can see it."
"That seems ... possessive."
"Passion is possession. I love that you thought about stopping me. It's so hot that you didn't. I know," he said, stroking me again, bolts of desire surging through me now on every caress, "you always feared an attack here from vampires. That you overcame that to let me make my love visible; there's nothing better."
Our mutual fever still raged, so I understood what he meant, I guess, but icy tendrils of doubt still stirred my soul.
"Chica," Ric whispered, "don't you want to explore the deepest levels of our love? Don't you want sex that shakes your soul? Don't you feel safe with me no matter what?" he asked, coaxed.
Now he had me. The last thing I wanted to mess with right now was his machismo.
Only one answer, Irma butted in. Don't blow it.
"Yes. I trust you. Of course, I do. Si. Te amo, hombre."
I guess I'd just have to look up "suck me" in my Dirty Spanish dictionary for future use. I didn't have the nerve