~ Storm ~


Jade nervously sits atop the pit box watching her husband angrily fight his way back to the front of the pack of fifteen lead lap cars at hundred eighty miles an hour, after NASCAR made a bad call sending him to the end of the longest line, but at the moment more concerned with the Tornado watch the weather service has issued than his temper that is ringing through her headset.

The wind picking up speed, dark clouds moving over the track, her now cussing NASCAR also for not calling the race, but quickly pulled from her concern as her husband forcefully puts his bright orange 21 Reese’s bush car back in the lead once again. Twenty very intense laps later Jade and the pit crew rush to his side as he pulls the 21 Reese’s Bush car into victory lane.

Kevin climbs from the car and quickly pulls his wife into a passionate victory kiss, as people around them frantically make arrangements to leave the track as it begins to rain. NASCAR trying to evacuate the track as the Tornado watch becomes a warning.

Richard Childress makes the decision that it would be safer for everyone at a hotel than at their motor coaches, cuts the Victory Lane party short, and ushers Kevin and Jade to a waiting vehicle.

Once in their private room, Jade quiets her husbands bitching about not having street clothes, and his discontent of NASCAR’s rulings, by passionately attacking his lips with her own as she unties the arms of his fire suit that are tied around his waist.

Taking the hint, Kevin lets the fire suit fall to his ankles, as he slowly backs her up to the king size bed, lifting her white tank top over her head, and then with a wicked laugh unsnaps her bra and passionately attacks her breasts, the storm outside taking a back seat to the storm now rushing through their bodies.

They fall to the bed, their lips passionately connected, as remaining clothes are tosses aside, Kevin’s mouth seductively works over her breasts, her long slender fingers roaming over his muscular back and through his short choppy hair, the noise of the storm raging outside, no match for the passionate moans coming from them.

Lost in her beautiful blue eyes, Kevin slowly enters her wet tightness, setting a slow pace not wanting it to end any time soon, her long legs wrapping around his waist as her arms wrap tightly around his neck pulling his lips back to her.

Their rhythm becomes more intense as her inner walls tighten around his painfully hard cock; sweat pouring, breathing ragged as both moan the other’s name.

Jade grips his biceps for support, her long finger nails digging into his sweaty flesh, as his thrust come faster and deeper, erupting into intoxicating ecstasy together, her inter walls convulse around his cock, as it explodes it’s seed, pulling ragged moans from them both.

Kevin collapses softly on her small body, burying his head in the crook of her neck, her arms coming to rest around his shoulders, as their bodies ride out the last of the intoxicating spasms of their pleasurable storm.

Several moments later gaining somewhat normal breathing Kevin slowly moves to his back, pulling his wife tightly into his arms, her head now resting on his muscular chest, they both simultaneously laugh as they realize the room is now totally dark and the storm is still raging outside.

“I don’t think we have power.” Jade whispers, after glancing over at the nightstand and noticing the clock is not glowing.

“We don’t need power.” Kevin seductively moans wrapping his arms securely around her, as lightening brightens the room for a spilt second.

Lying silently and listening to the furry of the storm outside, snuggled warmly together, till a knock at the door causes Kevin to loudly growl “Who is it?”

“Richard!” Richard states, who was praying that Jade, had time to calm her husband down, from the days events, but the tone of his drivers voice, no such luck.

“Kev!” Jade in a hushed whisper, rubbing over his stomach then quickly fumbling around in the darkness for the rumbled blankets, and wrapping one of them around her nude body and then carefully making it slowly through the dark room to the bathroom, as Kevin wraps the sheet around his waist while roughly yelling “HOLD ON!” as Richard knocks again.

“What now?” Kevin roughly asks, swinging open the door, quickly throwing up one hand, to shield his eyes from the bright light.

“I see you already found something to wear.” Richard says with a laugh, lowering the flashlight and noticing the sheet wrapped tightly around his waist.

“Ha Ha.” Kevin sarcastically says, stepping aside so he can enter.

“I’m not gonna stay, just thought you may want these, and if you haven’t noticed the power is out so the hotel is passing out these.” Richard says with a laugh handing over a pair of sweatpants, as a bell boy from the hotel, quickly sits down candles and a flashlight on the table just inside the door, and then quickly exits.

“Thanks.” Kevin says, as Richard continues to laugh.

“What?” Kevin agitatedly asks, crossing his arms.

“Never thought I’d see you in a floral print . . . It’s really you.” Richard jokingly states between laughing.

“Thought you weren’t staying.” Kevin says, trying to hide his own laughter, noticing the large flower pattern on the sheet.

“Okay enough . . . they’re hoping the storm will pass soon . . . . if you get hunger before the power comes back on they have sandwiches in the lobby . . . . I’m sure they’d love to see your outfit . . . gives a whole new meaning to Happy Harvick.” Richard struggles to explain between his laughing.

“You know you should have been a comedian instead of a car owner.” Kevin jokingly says, with a sarcastic laugh.

“Bye.” Richard says, walking away still laughing, and Kevin saying bye before closing the door and fumbling around the table, and grabbing the flash light and clicks it on, then lights the three candles, as he yells out for Jade.

“What were ya’ll talking about?” Jade agitatedly asks, walking into the room, that’s now dimly lit by the candles.

“Where were we?” Kevin seductively asks walking over to her and releasing the blanket that’s loosely wrapped around her, his arms wrap tightly around her as he places hot passionate kisses on her neck, as she releases the sheet from around his waist.

Lifting her into his muscular arms and carrying her over to the bed, gently laying her down, and crawling between her legs his mouth passionately attacking one breast then the other, his tongue flicks the firm left nipple, as his right hand playfully tweaks the right.

Moaning in pleasure her body arching upward for more of his well educated mouth, that is now sensual moving down, his hot firm tongue tracing the outline of her bellybutton, before dipping in.

Her body shivering in pure pleasure, as his firm tongue and wet lips continues their slow path downward, his fingers teasingly dance over her clit, as his mouth seductively sucks on her enter thigh.

“Kev . . . .” Jade breathlessly pleads for the torture to stop, as her trembling fingers roam through his hair.

Kevin’s cock again throbbing hard, trying to ignore his wife’s lustful pleads, and writhing beneath him, letting one finger then a second slip into her hot wetness, as his mouth continues to playfully suck and nip on her enter silky thighs, torturing one than the other.

His fingers slowly slide out, replaced quickly with his tongue sending Jade’s body crashing into a powerful orgasm, screaming his name, feverishly licking her clit for several moments as her body spasm around him, before grabbing both her legs and easily sliding his hard throbbing cock into her wetness, his own release close but frantically thrusts deep over and over again, desperately wanting her to cum again with him.

Jade’s senses heighten to a point, that she feels as if she is about to lose her mind, his massive cock firm thrusts send her crashing over the edge into another orgasm, her vaginal walls contracting around his cock sending Kevin over the edge simultaneously.

Several hours later Kevin awakes to bright lights shinning over head, and moans his dissatisfaction, realizing the power is back on, carefully pulling himself out from under his sleeping wife, he clicks off the over head light and blows out the candles, and looks out the window and seeing only rain, and then picking up the blanket from the floor and crawling back in bed, kinda of tossing it over them, before gently pulling her back in his arms, Jade sleepily asking if the storm is over.

“Yes.” Kevin whispers, placing a gently kiss on the top of her head, a deep warm loving feeling rushing through his heart, knowing that the passionate storm that runs through his sole mate and him will never end.


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