“Please, please, dammit open. Hurry.” The rain pounded down as I stood in front of my apartment. I never have liked rain, not on my skin. On my clothes. I run like everybody else just to get toward my destination faster.
Run between the rain drops. I don’t think that is really possible. But we try.
Especially tonight which was dark, and cold. My one dim light didn’t brighten my threshold that much. I fumbled with the key. I leaned against the door and pushed against it with my shoulder. I needed to have my landlord fix this fucking thing. Rain continued to pour in large drops on my head.
My apartment is in the back of an old building through an alley that leads up with metal stairs to my place. Garbage cans and an abandoned car sit alongside the side street. It’s not the best neighborhood, although the rent is cheap. Yeah, cheap like this fucking door lock right now.
I am slightly drunk and very much alone. To top this evening off. I forgot my umbrella, and my coat in the cab.
I met two of my bestie’s tonight for drinks then some dancing. However, I didn’t feel like dancing. I only wanted to pound down alcohol to take away my sour mood.
Dane has been gone for exactly one month now. For his job he travels overseas as a contractor for the military. I look forward to our reunion when he comes home. It is always filled with freaky, sexy times.
Thinking about those sexy times has me wanting and craving him even more.
For the hundredth time, I jiggle the lock as I turn the key. “Shit.” I kick the door in my frustration then I collapse against the cold steel. My wet hair hangs in my eyes, my dress in soaked. I kick off my saturated heels and set them next to me.
Getting drunk tonight did nothing but numb the insecurities I feel. How I really didn’t like to be alone. How I feel abandoned even confused. I close my eyes and lift my face to the sky. The hard constant rain awaken my senses my body is drenched. I stroked my hands along my arms as I shiver. I hear a car pull up below me, I open my eyes and look down through the open railing.
Blinking away the stream of water, I look more closely. Dane’s truck is stopped below. The headlights flashed on and off. I stood up and ran down to meet him.
“Dane!” I flew into his arms. He wrapped his arms around me. I leaned back to look at his face.
“What are you doing out here in the rain Maya?” He stroked my wet check.
“I can’t get into my apartment. The key won’t work.”
He gripped my hand, as he slammed his truck door closed. Then dragged me back upstairs.
“Here let me try.”
My mind quickly forgot about the rain and focused on Dane mastering the art as lock-smith. I handed him the key. While he tried getting the door open I picked up my shoes.
An hour ago I really wanted this night to end. A hot bath some tea and end the night with B.O.B. My routine of the last month.
“Dane, what are you do-” My question was left hanging. The steel door finally ripped open, lights from my small apartment poured out into the entrance. Vince my cat, ran out as well.
“Vince.” I screamed. I reached for him. I caught the end of his gray tail then he was gone.
In my bare feet I ran downstairs into the alley. Dane followed closely behind. Water and mud slouched on my ankles.
“Maya, he’ll come back. Come on lets go upstairs.” I heard him say behind me. His hand touched my shoulder.
I shrugged it off roughly. I walked across the alley and peered around the garbage bins. Calling his name. Hoping he would hear me through the torrential rain.
Dane caught up with me, pulled me back to the stairway.
“I need to find Vince” I screamed again and tried to shove around his body. Dane gripped my upper arms holding me in front of him. I took a moment to stare up at this face. His blonde hair now dark from the rain, was cut short military style. His face was un-shaven. Dane’s eyes were intense. Filled with emotion. He was roughly handsome. He was mine.
He blinked away a raindrop from his eyelash. It fell onto his jacket. “Get inside, once I know your warm, I’ll go out and find him.” Dane stared. My weakness for him overwhelmed me.
Overcome with all the emotions from this past month. I reached for his head, and sealed my lips on to his. Lips and tongues mashed together. It was a fight over who was going to dominante. My foot slipped on the stairs and I fell straight on my ass. The rough edge of the metal dug against my tender skin. Dane followed me down.
His body laid over mine. My shelter from the weather. His warmth spread through me.
“Fuck, I need you now Maya. I can’t think.” Dane whispered against bated breath. The soft brush of Dane’s fingers reached down, hiking up my dress the material heavy like a brick. Hurry, god I need you too. Rip it if you have to.
Dane’s skilled fingers pushed aside my panties. There was fumbling and shifting. Dammit to hell if we weren’t outside in the middle of a monsoon. I needed him to fill me, take me hard.
Flashes of lighting followed by ear- numbing thunder roared above. I struggled to see the sky above me while the rain battered down. I reached for him, every part of him I could touch. The hot tip of Dane’s cock slid into me. Hard, all the way in. We didn’t need to talk. I needed this. Dane needed this. Dane pulled out then slammed back in. I spread my legs further apart. My foot lifted up, searching for a flat surface anything for him to go deeper. Placing my heel on the side railing. Dane groaned at the new position it brought. I ran my hand inside his jacket to touch is defined abs. I breathe in the fragrance of him that I have missed so much.
Dane’s brought his mouth down. “You’re hotter than the desert I’ve been in the past two weeks. Much hotter. I love being inside you. Doing this.” Dane leaned back. I arched upward. My foot fell from the railing. Dane caught my ankle. He raised it straight up. He leaned back down easing in slowly. Gently.
I couldn’t take it anymore. All the sensations hit me at once, of being outside as the water on my skin dripped in my intimate places, the feel of his cock gliding along my walls. Brought on my release. Dane touched the very part of me that had me crying out his name. My cries freed him too. With one final push he came. Emptying his seed in ripples.
Dane pushed his weight off me, setting my leg on the stair then looked down at me. Never releasing from our connection. My pussy enjoyed the feeling of our spasms. I smiled up at him. Dane opened his mouth he was about to say something when I heard the cries of a meow on the stairs.
After a very hot shower. And I am not talking about the temperature we watched re-runs of Star- Trek. Who knew Dane was a Trekkie.
Until next time.