Drift’s idea of a ‘track day’ was to travel all the way to Blackhawk Farms in South Beloit. The track is only 1.95 miles long with a seven turn circuit. Sky invited her friend Erika to join, so she wasn’t seated in the bleachers alone. My posture was obscurely bent inside the leather body suit, shelled to protect me. I gave Sky a confident kiss before sliding on my helmet, her hands gripping mine beneath her lips for a sweet kiss. “Please be careful, Malice.”
I gently returned a kiss atop her little fingers decored in gold. “Always, baby.”
"Good luck, fella's!" Erika waved from the bleachers and I grinned, releasing Sky from my grasp to glove my hands.
We started off with an easy 40mph to let me adjust to the curves. The longer we rode, I became comfortable with the expected and Drift pulled at the throttle a little bit more every lap. With each circuit completion made, he’d fall back, letting me lead, then speed up once more having me follow his exact movement. I glided around tight corners with a racing heart and sweat resting at my hairline. The more traction my tires burned against the asphalt the more the bike would naturally lean until my knee grazed the blacktop. Glancing down at my speedometer, I watched it glitch between 129mph to 130mph. I knew that wasn't shit compared to actual moto racers, but nearing a large curve stopped my heart. Instinctively, I held my breath, dipping my head below the windscreen as the bike leaned completely over to my left-hand side. The sound of my kneepad dragging across the pavement had my adrenaline roaring in flames. In four hours time with brief intermittent breath catchers, I felt beyond accomplished while finishing my final lap, coming to a stop. Drift hopped off his bike, running over to congratulate me. “Dude, that was amazing! I’m so proud of you! And you didn’t think you’d be able to do it on your first day.”
“I guess I was just overwhelmed with anxiousness and eagerness to learn.”
I pulled off my helmet feeling the wind soar through my damp hair as it cooled my face. Sky and Erika were standing in ovation, congratulating us as we neared in laughter. Finally, within my reach, I pulled Sky in for a tight hug rubbing my sweaty face all over her neck. “Eweeee! Gross, babe!” She whined.
"What did you ladies think?" Drift doused himself with a bottle of water, shaking like a dog.
"That shit was pretty badass!" Erika chuckled. "I thought Sky was gonna have a damn heart attack a few times, though."
"Daw!" I kissed Sky's forehead. “Are you ready to ride with me?”
“I’ve been ready, baby.” She kissed me once more.
On Erika’s last night in town, she and Sky wanted to hit some night club. I was already in a quite impulsive mood throughout the day after starting my sleeve at Juan Miso’s tattoo shop. He did a straight four-hour session that covered from my left shoulder down to my elbow. I wasn’t feeling up for going out since my flesh burned at the slightest wisp of air. Granted, it was Erika’s last night and I didn’t know when Sky would have another chance to see her again, so I sucked it up for their sake.
I dressed in a black flat bill with a tank top and a pair of Tailor-fit RSRV jeans for comfort. Sliding into my low top Vans, I felt the warmth of Sky’s arms bow around my neck from behind. Glancing in the mirror, leaving amiable kisses up to my earlobe, freshly polished nails of velvet tickled across raised skin that radiated heat and color.
“You make me so happy. You know that?” Her heated susurration stood the hairs on my arms.
“I would hope so.” I smiled, bringing her hands to my mouth for a kiss.
Sky rested her chin on my shoulder, staring at me through the mirror. “Most people would consider our lives anywhere from insanity driven to complete mayhem, but I just call it living. I crave adventure and a little misbehavior here and there never hurts.”
I pressed my lips together letting her ramble on, locked inside the four walls of my head. In mid-conversation, Sky crawled off the bed to stand in front of me, taking me by either side of my face. Rubbing thumbs within my scruff, her eyes never veering from mine, her continuous hushed tone weakened me. “This shit feels so fucking good against my skin.” My face was stone as her tongue slithered across her top lip.
"If we do not leave now..."
Sky subtly smiled with dangerous eyes, begging me to take her right there--in that very moment. Without another word, I was grabbed by the hand and escorted down the dimmed hallway that screamed for collision. Drift and Erika were taking shooters in the living room, sharing jumpy smiles as we came into view.
“Let’s go out and cause some trouble, shall we?”
The club looked filled to the rafters when we arrived with a line that wrapped around the block. Following Drift up to the entrance, he slipped the bouncer a Ben Frank, greeting him by name and the rope unclasped. Welcomed by flickering orbs of light and a bass wave that pounded my chest, skimpily dressed bodies crammed wall to wall in a heavy petting grind. Erika pulled Sky from my clutch, leading us straight to the bar.
“Here, take this if you want.” Drift placed a button sized Ziploc into my palm.
It took a second for me to recognize what it was; ecstasy (of course). I quickly shoved it into my pocket, fighting to undo the tiny bag using only my fingertips. Once I felt the seal part, I twiddled my fingers inside pulling one out, offering it to Sky.
“Drift gave me some. Do you wanna?”
Sky took it into her possession with a nod. “What about Erika? We can’t leave her hanging.”
I didn’t see anything wrong with that, so I handed her another. In one sequence, I watched us all furtively pop the erotic filled tablet into our mouths. I knew it was going to be a hell of a night.
Sweat dripped down my body while in motion, unable to halt my movement. We danced for so long that my legs began to ache and burn. Every touch from Sky felt dramatically revitalizing and I couldn’t seem to get enough. Her back pressed into my groin, never settling for a slowdown. Sound waves echoed in my head as I synchronized with Sky’s vibe. I liked what I saw and how I felt and died to make her scream on that fucking dance floor.
I reached my hands beneath her tank top feeling sweat beads roll down her belly, lubricating the tips of my fingers. Guiding them further down to her hips, I tightened my grip feeling her torso protract. I almost lost my self-control, dragging trimmed nails up her ribcage. Sky gasped, overlapping my aggressive hands, shoving them downward. Letting out a desultory exhale of frustration, she continued to circulate her body erotically with mine. My hot breath rolled across her neck as my scruff formed friction with her cheek, gripping and tugging at one another.
Drift and Erika were off on their own somewhere, leaving us to enjoy ourselves. Turning to face me, Sky pulled me in by my back pockets, giving my ass a playful squeeze. As the loud hip-hop tempo bled into another, I quirked my head as Sky broke away from me and began dancing circles around me. I remained motionlessly confused until Sky reached her hands underneath my shirt, dragging her nails down the ridges of my stomach with a fiery burn. Becoming more daring, everyone in the building hazed into disappearance as I shoved the tips of her fingers just below my belt line. Nails retracted, causing a rough exhalation, feeling myself harden beneath my jeans. I tried controlling my thoughts, but it was impossible while high on ecstasy. I quickly turned to face Sky with her eyes set deeply in agitated lust.
Grabbing her by the face for a mouth collision, Sky slipped her tongue inside of my mouth, bringing on the horniness.
A young gentleman in a graphic tee and baggy jeans positioned himself right behind Sky, letting her rock into him, ignoring the fact that I was standing directly on the other side. For the duration of the song, I found myself sharing a rather intimate dance with some stranger while my girlfriend was sandwiched in between two very horny cocks. Anger tugged at my core as my eyes captured his hands resting on her hips. Sky didn’t seem too worried as she danced along with him but jealousy was a common feeling when it regarded Sky--even though she didn’t find it threatening, I knew better. I’m a fucking guy, I know how we think, and the sinister look in his eyes only showed the absence of his reverence towards monogamy.
My heart pounded in my chest as he pressed his jaw into her neck. I was panting, on the verge of losing it but suddenly--the song changed, leaving my mysterious component to disappear through the sea of frolic bodies.
“Why are you looking so serious?”
“Because I almost knocked that guy’s fucking lights out.”
My eyes remained fixated in the direction the stranger fled in.
“Malice,” She placed her hand to my tightened chest. “We were only dancing. Besides, seeing a small spark of possessiveness in those eyes is kinda sexy.”
"Sorry." I gave a half smile.
Sky shook her head to my nonsense, placing a tender kiss on my neck. Looking through her, I saw Drift and Erika squeezing through the crowd to reach us.
“Where the hell have you been, missy?” Sky yelled over the music.
“We were just lounging upstairs, watching the two of you do all but have sex on the dance floor,” Erika claimed.
I felt my Adam’s apple plummet in my throat. As licentious as my mind may be, I try my best to maintain an appropriate demeanor under the vigilant public eye. Sky laughed it off, continuing to dance along with Erika. Meanwhile, Drift motioned for me to follow him to the restroom; I informed Sky that I’d soon return before parting ways.
Entering the mens' room, I casually washed my hands while Drift occupied a urinal. “How did the X hold up?”
“I mean, it felt pretty nice. I’m still kind of rolling, why?”
“I’m about to do a line if you want to join?”
“Okay.” I agreed hesitantly.
After inhaling a bump from the top of my hand, my nose burned so badly it shot severe pain up the side of my head.
“Agh, what the fuck is that shit?” I groaned.
“Ever hear of “ice”?
“What?” I pinched my nose shut.
“It’s a methamphetamine much like speed. It pretty much stimulates your brain and keeps you up for umpteen hours.”
“Jesus Christ, you just gave me fucking Crystal meth?” I gave a shove to his chest as he neared to wash his hands.
“Calm down, Mali. The worst that will happen is you won’t feel the want or need to eat or sleep for a while until you come down. It can take up to almost two days."
I breathed in heavily. “Ugh, I could totally fucking murder you right now." I glared at him through the mirror.
Driften’s eyes enlarged as he belted out a repugnant laugh. "You'll be okay."
"Whatever, man." I rolled my eyes with a huff, fleeing the bathroom to search for Sky and Erika. No longer on the dance floor, I frantically scanned the caliginous room from corner to corner until looking upward, seeing them hanging over the railing upstairs in conversation. Sky’s expression became worrisome when my posture denoted aggravation. Drift came up behind me, offering one of the two drinks he was holding. I took hold of the one bearing darker color, putting my nose to the rim for a sniff.
“Did you spike my drink, too?” I asked sarcastically.
“It’s just Jack and Coke, as in the “soda”.”
I cut my eyes to slits just as he grinned, throwing the entire cup back in one huge gulp. Crushing the plastic in my angry palm, I threw it in the nearest trashcan with agitated force.
Standing beside Sky, I was too focused on calming my breathing, feeling her squeeze my bicep. “Babe, you all right?”
“I’m just fine.” I scowled towards Drift.
The longer the night stretched on, the more alert and hyped up I became. Going through a dozen straws and a pack of gum, I was only waiting for my teeth to crumble in my mouth. I would randomly twitch and tweak out, constantly flexing the muscles in my jaw and my hands. Drinking on top of it all only made my side effects worsen.
Sky was seated next to me with her legs rested across my lap while she and Erika conversed back and forth. I couldn’t stop looking at her mouth and the tiny smiles and giggles she’d release while she spoke. Absentmindedly rubbing her leg, applying an arresting grip, I yearned for Sky’s eyes to meet mine. In what seemed like slow motion, she turned her head with a sensual stare. I mouthed ‘I want you’, making her smile pull back from ear to ear, arching a curious brow. Sky looked back at Erika, suggesting that we should take things back to the house. Without disagreement, we filed through the crowd and out to the parking lot. Sky pranced several feet ahead of me while my footing became heavier, thudding across the pavement just to swoop her up into my arms. I captured her; spinning her around like the little princess she was--carelessly laughing. Placing her feet back on the ground, she leaned against her side of the car, tugging anxiously at my shirt. I planted my hands on the car, trapping her in between with an erotic smooch. Descending down her neck, I gave a light nibble, feeling her buckle beneath me.
“Take me home.” Sky faintly whispered.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Hours deep into a lustful escapade, my muscles were tightly drawn from dehydration. I wrapped a sheet around my waist making my way out into the living room in search of some water. Creeping by Erika passed out on the couch--snoring away--I chuckled, heading downstairs with light footing. Sky was more than pleased to see me return with a large bottle. I crawled back beneath the sheets, pulling her into me. She laid her head on my chest, playing with my fingers in taciturn; the moon’s lighting cast a perfect glow across a flawless body. I ran my hand up and down her back to sooth her to sleep while I struggled to rest, myself.
I lay awake in silence for hours until my right arm was completely numbed; crushed beneath Sky’s head. I attempted to move my fingers to gain sensation, yet it only tingled and burned at my nerve endings. Sky slightly woke up to my movement only to draw back the covers to reach her leg across my waist. I looked over to the closest thing I’ve ever seen to fall under the entitlement of a virtuous angel--running my fingertips up and down her thigh as chill bumps escalated beneath my touch. Excitement burrowed its head deep into my core, making me want her body pressed against mine. I wrapped my left arm around her, pulling her weight onto my chest while completely ignoring the pain from my recent artwork. Sky’s eyes cracked open, trying to figure out what the hell I was doing to her.
“Baby, I want you on me.” I groaned.
Her eyes fully opened, licking her lips while she rolled over to sit on me. Half asleep, the sheet slid down from around her shoulders, lying comfortably in the crook of her arms. I ran a hand through her hair to view her languor face, capturing her Monroe that twinkled in the lighting like a little star. With a light intake of breath and planting her hands into my chest for stability, she began motioning back and forth, feeling my erection ossify between her legs. I pressed my fingers into her hips forcing her down harder as folds moistened around my skin. Sky sighed--lacing our fingers, readying herself for another go round. I knew she was swelled with excitement the more she'd rock into me but I wanted her to go until she couldn't hold out any longer.
Sky arched back while placing the head of my erection at her entrance, lubricating the tip just to tease me. The glistening of her wet flesh had me so overwhelmed; I sat up, rested her back against my arm, pushing myself inside of her. The soreness had her cringing from our prior engagement just hours before. I didn’t want to hurt her but at the same time, I couldn’t control myself from fucking the shit out of her. Sky threw her head back, moaning louder with each thrust, clawing at the back of my head, gradually embedding her nails. I knew it was almost unbearable by her expression; eyes tightly shut with her mouth agape. "Do I feel good, baby?" I pressed a sultry kiss to her chest.
Moving her hair to one side, Sky quickened her pace with a rough exhale. "Yes."
We were so madly invested that I scooped her up onto my waist, slamming her on top of the dresser, ramming into her until her breath was caught up in her throat. Feeling her vaginal muscles constrict around me had me pressed tightly against her hips, patiently letting her climax as I entered my own. I tried pulling out but Sky denied my every attempt by keeping her legs locked tightly around me. The air circulating from the ceiling fan calcined the indentations on my back and down my ribs. Entering a state of exhaustion, I carried Sky over to the bed, gently placing her down onto the mattress before collapsing beside her.
"I was wondering when you were going to let yourself go."
I looked over in Sky's direction. "How do you mean?" Her eyes twinkling in the moonlight; eclipsing my heart.
"You're a sweet-tempered lion in bed, tonight--it wasn't as so."
Guilt surged in my belly, I didn’t like how uncontrollable and untamed I once was. "I--uh, I never want to hurt you."
"You don't." She was quick to follow up. "Everything you do pleases me." With the cutest grin, Sky placed a poignant kiss to my chest, resting her head to sleep.
Sky was far from being interested in sadism, to say the least. But even if she were to ever strike curiosity, I’d regretfully deny. No man wants to relive his arduous past. I only feel love and adorn when we have sex or make love to one another. I may have stretched a little beyond my restraints tonight, but it will never exceed beyond that.