Page 46 of Spark

“Look at me.” His words were a command; her eyes snapped back open. “Good girl.” His thumb brushed her clit, eliciting a shocked breath from her as a deep rumble came from his chest. “Stay right here.” His eyes bore into hers. The connection was like electricity running between them, sending sparks across her skin. His thumb moved across her clit, working in tandem with his fingers. Her juices covered his hand as she got closer to the climax.

“Aurelio, I'm so close,” she murmured, her lips begging to feel his again. She leaned forward, letting them brush together as he drove her to the edge. Her walls tightened around him, orgasm just within reach. He went faster, holding her gaze as he skillfully manipulated her pussy.

“Let go,” Aurelio ordered. His breathing was shallow as the feel of her around his fingers drove him wild. He was so focused on her pleasure, eager for her to come for him.

At his words, she let herself go. The wave rushed through her, increased by the adrenaline from the drive. It created an explosive orgasm. As she came, Aurelio pressed his lips to hers.She matched his intensity, letting her mouth linger as she came down.

Aurelio pulled back and Mia watched as he sucked his fingers into is mouth and licked them clean. She felt her walls clench as he caught her gaze. His desire was still clear in his gaze. She pushed him back in his seat, grabbing for his pants. She brushed her hand over his hard erection, and he grabbed her hand with a chuckle.

“Wait,” he said, placing their hands together in her lap. “Let's get you home.” She frowned; why did he not want her to reciprocate?

“But I want…” she started, pulling a hand free to reach out to him.

“I know what you want.” He grabbed her hand again, holding it. “And I want you, too.”

“But?” she prompted, settling into her seat.

“But you need to drive, and so do I. Let's continue this elsewhere.” He grinned at her, waiting.

“Are you inviting yourself back to my place?” she asked, grinning.

He laughed, brushing his hand along the side of her face. “Maybe, am I allowed to do that yet?”

“Mmm.” Mia placed a finger on her chin and tapped lightly, letting her head turn to the side in thought. “I guess you could come over.”

“Well, lead the way then.” He got out of the car, rushed to her side, and opened the door for her. He grabbed her bag and offered her a hand that she held onto while sliding out of the car. He eyed the blue Bug, checking it out as if it were a woman. She felt a little spark of jealousy before logically realizing it was a car and internally rolled her eyes. Aurelio moved around the car,running his hand along the round bumps, up the roof, and down the front.

“Nice,” he praised, turning to look at Mia as she placed the key into the door, rapping on the right spot and turning the key.

“What was that?” Aurelio asked as he grabbed to open the door for her.

“Oh,” Mia sighed. “The old girl here is very particular about how she likes to be treated. You have to go slow and be gentle.”

“As any woman would like,” he murmured with a grin.

Ignoring the comment, she kept talking. “We’ve been together for over fifteen years. My dad gave her to me when I was eleven,” Mia said, knowing how strange that sounded. “My dad loved old scrap cars. This 1973 classic has been with me a long time.”

She smiled, remembering how the old girl had looked when she first saw her. “My dad, brothers, and I fixed it up. She was all beat up with dents and chips in the paint. But we worked on her for five years. When I was sixteen, I passed my driving test with her.”

“Is this the car your brother taught you to drive in?” Aurelio inquired. He remembered what she had told him before.

“Yeah.” She grinned at the memory of her brother taking her out in the car, which was still a bit of a mess at the time. They had just finished fixing her up enough to run. It was one of her favorite memories with him.

“I have three brothers, all older than me. Melvin, Mikey, and Matty. Melvin is the one who taught me how to drive.” Mia paused, her fingers lingering on the car as she pictured her three brothers, devilishly handsome and grinning. “Melvin waslike a second dad, protective and always pushing us to do more.[SS10] Dad worked at the scrap yard his whole life, so he always brought home projects. All our first cars were ones he found there.”

“And your mom?” Aurelio asked softly, almost as if he knew her mom hadn't been mentioned intentionally.

“Yeah, she popped me out, and she popped out herself.” Mia’s smile turned bitter. “She never looked back.”

“Oh, Mia.”

She cringed at the oncoming sympathy and pity she knew would follow that admission.

“I get that.”

“Oh.” The normal wave of apologies she got when she shared her past was nowhere to be seen, and she was grateful for that.

“My mom skipped town, too. My dad was a mechanic not too far from here.” He scanned the horizon, his eyes settling to the west of where they stood. “I know I’ve mentioned the shop I own; it was his originally. He worked every day while still raising me best he could.” Aurelio smiled. The thought of his father was an apparent happy one.

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