by Lia Lee
Maya was almost too weak to go on. It felt like being crushed beneath ten tons of pleasure. Leaving her breasts, Alain traced his hand down the middle of her stomach to tap against her clit. At the same time he fingered her with a corkscrew motion, going deeper than ever. Please, oh please. Not that spot. Holding out was impossible if he kept thrusting against her there.
“Nine.”
Feeling his lips track over her cheek and close to her lips, Maya turned her face to the side so they could kiss. Oh yes, his lips against hers was heaven. “Ten,” she breathed into his mouth, which he covered with his as he plunged in his tongue while ramming powerfully against her g-spot. Maya’s orgasm poured out of her in a gush of rainbows, fireworks and supermoons. As she thrashed and strained against the arms Alain held around her protectively, Maya felt the darkness of the blindfold go blacker than black as she reached limitless subspace.
***
Each time Maya went out with Alain after that it was always more exciting and unique. After a week of dating, she still never got that night on the beach out of her mind. Her explosive orgasm still reverbed within her thighs when she replayed it in her head. How she’d gone along with everything, and had let herself get into the whole bondage and submission groove, baffled her even now.
Just as baffling, was the fact that Alain was yet to take things further. Maya wouldn’t consider herself a sex-hungry freak but she was oh so ready for things to get to the next level between them. He’d already shown her so much, and she was eager to learn more. About what went on in his head, and just how much into the kinky side of sex he was into? Could he be holding back because he felt she wasn’t ready or equipped for more?
Maybe if she tried to get closer, then she’d know more about how to reach in to him. She was eager to find out more about his private life and discover the real Alain.
But while she was preparing to meet him for dinner later that evening as planned, Alain called to tell her something had come up. “I hope it’s nothing too serious,” Maya said worriedly.
“No, just the stupid hotel made an overbooking error, and now I’m forced to find someplace else to stay. I’ll probably have to look around for alternative accommodation so there might be some delay in meeting up tonight, sorry.”
“Or, you could just move into the garage.”
Maya had no clue she was about to suggest something like that, but there it was. And to her pleasure, Alain barely hesitated, before thanking her and saying that would do nicely. When he came over they took a few hours to do some cleaning, which left the garage looking more than habitable.
To pay her back, Alain insisted on doing some renovations, not just on the garage but one of the cars as well. “I think it’s worked out perfectly. I already planned to restore a car during my vacation, remember. Besides, didn’t you mention that your landlord is actually a distant relative? I’m sure he’ll be glad to be glad for the effort. Trust me, you’ll be doing me a huge favor letting me work on the car.”
“If you’re sure, then fine. Because I really don’t need repayment for letting you stay here a few weeks or whenever. Though, I do have one condition – that you let me help out any way I can.”
“Of course. Totally a win-win situation for me whichever way I look at it,” said Alain, with that sexy little smile that made Maya feel more special than any other woman he might know.
Did Alain really think of her as special, really? Maya knew they’d been dating barely a week but she had no doubt they were building on something here. If it was just a casual fling he wanted, he’d have taken what he wanted and moved on sooner. By offering to let him stay, Maya hoped he could tell that she was open to more substance in their relationship. But what if she pushed too hard and got him putting up his guard?
***
Maya’s life seemed to take on new meaning since Alain had walked into it. Now that he was staying just down in the garage of her home, it felt like she woke up every morning having a new purpose. He’d been working and sleeping in the garage and making great progress. In barely a week he’d addressed many of the renovations such as redoing the garage walls, electricity and the lighting. Next, he’d worked on the floors, doors and windows giving the place a whole new look – much like the perfect automotive playroom. He’d even upgraded the storage in the garage, having it built to his specifications. It was amazing how much equipment could be stored once the tool storage was designed right. It all left Maya awed, even as she wondered, just how long did Alain plan to stay, what with the major fix-up he’d undertaken.
“There’s no rule that says a hobby has to be dirty and uncomfortable,” Alain said when Maya teased him lightly, for going overboard a bit. “Besides, without a properly equipped shop it’s impossible to rebuild anything safely or correctly, least of all an old car. Also, I really want to complete the restoration in good time and that requires a proper working garage.”
At his words ‘in good time’, Maya felt her heart sink thinking Alain didn’t plan to stay that long after all. Yet she lightened her spirits with the thought that, it was best to enjoy every moment as it came and not worry about the future. It could well take care of itself.
With the garage all done and ready, Alain promised that their task of restoring the old car would be a more enjoyable experience. For Maya, it was enjoyable simply being close to Alain, and sometimes it got too enjoyable at times.
Because on several occasions she found they worked in the garage way into the night, when instead Maya should be in bed sleeping but she never minded it one bit. She’d never felt this fulfilled or ardent about something, until now. She was glad she’d been able to be of good use right from the start, thanks to being great at researching where to source parts and materials for Alain.
What she really loved though, was that she got to have a front-row view of Alain’s passion for cars. No one had warned her she would find it all so super sexy. Getting to see him in action, while wearing hi safety glasses, work gloves and of course, the requisite faded blue jeans and snug-fitting t-shirt always had her heart in a flutter. He’d grown out his hair and had it styled in a mid-parting, with the dark locks framing his temples giving him a tousled look that made Maya bite on her lip in desire.
She couldn’t count how many times she wished she could distract Alain from his focus on the old car and continue where they left off with that nighttime beach picnic. She never, never forgot those electrifying moments, of giving herself up to Alain’s demands and wishes, playing his willing submissive and having him take her pleasure to new realms. Could it be he’d lost interest in her physically now that he was deep into what she knew was his other great passion, cars?
As the days drew on, the once beat-up old 1965 Corvair Monza convertible took on a new lease of life, much like Maya’s romantic heart. She’d taken a huge break from love and now, shining rays of fairytale feelings took shape within her. Spending time with Alain, talking and working long hours with him when she wasn’t at the men’s store, made it no surprise she began falling for him.
Maya also began falling more and more for cars, too. She now liked learning how things worked and not just going crazy over the exterior or overall look of the classic ride.
Oh, but it wasn’t beautiful classic cars she dreamed of at night, but of the beautiful man downstairs in the garage while she slept, or tried to. Yes they may have kissed and made out a few times since their night picnic on the beach, but it never got much further. Alain had once mentioned how expectation built up the pleasure when it happened, but wasn’t he taking the sense of anticipation too far?
Deep down, Maya knew that she liked how Alain seemed so genuine. Other guys would have taken advantage of the situation to the utmost. Whatever else she might not know about him, Maya was sure of one thing – that Alain was real. She wanted to get closer and closer, know him better and better but there were so many invisible walls.
Maya sensed she’d already fallen for this man. He was intensely good looking, yet
was comfortable with himself and confident enough not to worry about whether he was ‘spit-shined and polished’. Working at a men’s store Maya was used to men who were ever too conscious about their physical attributes and playing it to their advantage. Alain with his wavy dark hair that flopped on his forehead and touched his collar, worked hard at what he did and always had a positive attitude that rubbed off on Maya.
She only had loose connections with her family and not that many close friends. She’d been way too comfortable being solitary and now she had Alain around, she realized everything she’d been missing. The companionship, the security and safety of Alain being there for her was something she cherished.
Not that they’d officially assigned themselves a ‘couple’ status, but to Maya they’d acknowledged it enough with how many dates they’d spent together when not working, and the amount of hours they shared in each other’s company made it a given they couldn’t possibly spare time for anyone else.
And yet…Maya didn’t like to think they became exclusive simply by circumstances and not decision. But she quickly told herself to stop overthinking things, and accept the situation for what it was. That both of them were together, and that was all that mattered.
The one thing that would make an icing on the cake, would be for them to finally become lovers in the fundamental sense.
Yes, Alain had given her a few earth-moving orgasms, but it had only made her hungry for more. Still, Maya appreciated the way he showed her regard and didn’t treat her like a slab of meat just because she was readily available and always within reach.
All her friends were envious of her new ‘catch’ and the arrangement they had going on. Though, Maya couldn’t exactly tell her pals that nothing freaky was happening just because she had a hot mechanic stud living in her garage. He hardly had time for anything but restoring the car and come what may, Maya admired his work ethic.
The only one who possibly knew what was going down was Nikki, whom Maya had known since their high school days, back when their families were neighbors. She had a way of reading Maya all too well and had her own take on Maya’s hopes where Alain was concerned.
“The best thing that could happen would be watching you and your vanilla prince charming, ride into the sunset in that convertible you guys spend so much time restoring,” teased Nikki.
Maya felt her cheeks go hot and she shrugged as she tried to hide her discomfiture. “Okay, maybe we’re getting way too ahead of ourselves. And yet…I can’t help but see myself with him for the long term. There’s just something about him that makes me feel that he could be the one.”
“Normally I’d say let’s wait and see, but it doesn’t seem you two have that much time to spare – considering he came here on holiday,” said Nikki doubtfully.
“That’s why I simply want to make the best of whatever chance we have. I really don’t mind the thought of maybe a long distance relationship, where we travel back and forth. So long as we’re in agreement, there’s nothing we can’t achieve. So far, I’m glad with the progress we made.”
“Speaking of progress, that old convertible is beginning to look mighty promising. I have to admit, that man of yours is pretty impressive. He’s even turning you into a certified gearhead. Whatever next?” Nikki chuckled, and went on with her teasing while Maya took it good-naturedly. At least, Nikki wasn’t trying to judge her for taking in a man she’d practically just met, under her roof like Maya’s other friends would have done.
Not that it would have bothered Maya either way. She didn’t plan on letting anything or anyone stand between her and Alain. And when their night together finally happened, it seemed so perfect and worth the wait. And yet, Maya was to discover that perhaps, the price for finally getting her wish, was too high to pay.
That night, they’d gone to an annual car show just outside of town. In the past weeks Alain and Maya enjoyed a few of the local parades, picnics and festivals that provided the spectacle of vintage vehicles to fuel their automotive passion. Maya found she enjoyed every moment of these events, and in fact looked forward to the upcoming classic car auction which Alain told her would hold next month.
Maya had wanted to ask if he thought he’d still be here by then, but she caught herself from doing so.
They’d taken the bus to and from the event and the trip had been the best Maya ever had. Being on the road with Alain was like a great escape, and as they walked the rest of the way home the night was made more magical when it started to rain.
Though the forecast that morning had warned of the weather Maya hadn’t thought to bring an umbrella. When the downpour worsened they both ducked beneath the nearby shelter of a closed florist kiosk, the only cover available on the stretch of road. They both laughed as they tried to get the worst of the dampness off their clothes. Maya loved the carefree feeling of that moment and seeing the crinkles show beside Alain’s beautiful blue eyes.
He seemed to catch something in her gaze, which Maya had tried her best to conceal. She didn’t want to wear her heart on her sleeve and risk Alain suspecting her true feelings. She wouldn’t want to chase him off with her secret wish for them to be together in every sense, and possibly for the long run.
He gave her a sudden smile that pushed back any of her doubts, as she smiled brightly back at him not caring that her hair dripped slightly unto her face and shoulders. Thankfully the weather stayed warm despite the rain so the chance of catching a chill was lessened. Well, not that she could even feel a single bit cold when Alain looked at her with such heat.
Reaching up to cup her face in his hands, he murmured, “I read somewhere, that life is not about waiting for a storm to pass…but learning to dance in the rain. Are you ready?”
“What?” Maya said with a laugh and a look of incomprehension.
Alain merely smirked, fished his iPhone out of his pocket and a few taps later, put on a song. The melody of guitars and drums filled the night along with the washing sound of rain. Maya gawked as Alain then stepped out into the rain again, walked ahead a few steps and then spun around in a dramatic dance move that had her gasping in amazement. With his arms spread wide he danced to the music, which Maya recognized as a tune from the indie band The La.
Maya had never seen a man move so well and she figured it was a French thing the way Alain seemed so as one with the music and the rain pelting down. She was turn between humor and disbelief, more so when Alain waltzed forward and held out his hand to the wide-eyed Maya.
“Shall we dance?” he said and not waiting for her protest, took her hand and led her out into the rain with him. Maya squealed and tried to cover her hair with her other hand but Alain grabbed that too, swinging their arms from side to side as they waltzed around in the heavy rain together. Finally, having lost her breath from all the giggling and twirling, Maya got to break away and gulped in air. Pushing the wet hair back from her face she laughed as heartily as Alain, as he stood across from her and raked his now curly locks back from his forehead.
As their eyes held the upbeat song, and even the rain faded to the background. There was a look in his eyes that Maya couldn’t fathom as Alain swept his gaze over her face.
Though they had the distance of a few yards between them, that look took the place of a caress on her goose bumps-covered skin, even as he told her huskily, “I keep wondering why I have this burning need, to give you every special thing in the world you could wish for.”
Maya stared at Alain, and wondered why he’d think he had to give her anything. She thought she’d made it known in her own way that she didn’t care for material things, or what a man could provide for her. She didn’t care if he had nothing to his name, or if he came from a very humble background or a privileged one.
Her mind flew back to Alain’s earlier words about not waiting through a storm. That, as well as the whole dancing in the rain seemed suddenly symbolic. Maya decided then, that she didn’t want to keep waiting, wishing, but would take a bold step into the unknown.
> “I don’t want anything else. Just you. I love you, Alain,” she worded clearly, eyes holding his with unwavering purpose. Tuning out the wild beating of her heart, she walked up to Alain, lifted on tiptoe and pressed her lips to his.
***
Maya was never the type to be assertive about anything in a relationship. It always had to be the guy to make all the advances, give her all the signals. With Alain, it was different. She was no longer worried about holding back or preserving her pride or feelings. That was why, when she told him she loved him she didn’t even wait to give him the chance to say the words back. Because she was giving her emotions freely, without expectations or motives.
Maya simply felt happy to be able to tell him how she really felt.
Just like she was happy she could take the bold step and initiate that kiss in the rain, fusing her lips with Alain’s.
The kiss, though chaste at first, held a power surge of invitation that felt like a lightning bolt had flashed between them. For what seemed like eternity though was just a few moments they stood still with just their lips touching, the rain streaming down on their linked forms. Till at last, Alain groaned and wrapped his arm behind her neck and tilted her face as he deepened the kiss hungrily.
The pounding rain along with the raging thunder and lightning were the only things to finally jolt them apart. For the rest of the way home they half-jogged, laughed and held hands and it felt wonderful. Even more wonderful was what came next, once the doors of the garage closed behind them and they shut out the noise of the wind and rain. Now, all that was left was just them.
“You have such a beautiful smile.” Alain stared intently into her smiling face. “The first time I saw you, I thought of only one thing that could enhance it.”
“What?” Maya couldn’t help but giggle, caught up in the euphoria that had no indication of ever simmering down for now.
“The fact that your smile would look even more beautiful beneath the moonlight. You, laying down on my silk sheets and your eyes on mine as I make love to you.”