[GL] Someone Once Told Me the Grass is Much er on the Other Side-Chapter 143: Junior Year Arc: Three

The roller rink’s neon sign buzzed pink and blue across the nearly empty lot; the sign changing colors throughout the night but Erica had parked in the darkest corner behind the building, where the streetlamp barely reached and the music inside sounded like a heartbeat muffled by brick. Friday night had fizzled out early; only four other cars remained, all clustered near the front doors. Back here there was nothing but shadow, the sound of cicadas, and the soft tick of a cooling engine.

Aurora didn’t wait for pleasantries. The second Erica killed the headlights she was already moving, climbing over the console with zero grace and all hunger, knees settling on either side of Erica’s hips. The steering wheel pressed hard into her back and she loved it; loved the way it forced them closer, loved the way Erica’s hands immediately slid under her shirt to grip bare skin.

Their mouths met in a messy, open-mouthed kiss, teeth clacking once before tongues found the rhythm they both needed. Aurora tasted cherry slushie and the faint bite of mint gum and moaned into it. Erica’s fingers dug into her ass, dragging her down hard so Aurora could feel exactly how ready she was: five thick inches straining against denim, already moist at the tip.

"Been like this for hours," Erica muttered against her lips. "Every time you leaned over the railing I almost dragged you out here. Even when I was in pain from falling." The Alpha laughed.

Aurora grinned, rolled her hips once just to watch Erica’s eyes flutter. "Then let me fix it."

They moved to the back seat of the car. She slid down into the passenger footwell, knees on the mat, hands already attacking Erica’s belt. Button popped, zipper down, jeans and boxers shoved to mid-thigh in one impatient yank. Erica’s clit sprang free, flushed dark pink and gorgeous, a bead of precum already sliding down the shaft. Aurora didn’t tease. She licked that bead away, then took the swollen head into her mouth and sank down in one slow, deliberate glide.

Erica’s head thumped back against the headrest. Aurora kept going until her lips met the base, throat relaxing around the thickness, then pulled back just as slow, tongue pressed flat against the underside. She set a filthy pace after that: deep, wet, relentless. One hand twisted at the root, the other cupped and rolled the heavy weight beneath, fingers slick with spit and precum.

Erica’s thighs tensed under her palms. "Fuck, girl, your mouth," she rasped. "Take it so deep. Just like that."

Aurora hummed, the vibration making Erica curse and jerk. She sunk her cheeks, sucked harder, took her to the root again and again until saliva dripped down her chin and Erica’s hips started chasing her mouth in tiny, desperate thrusts. When the shaft swelled even thicker against her tongue, Aurora sealed her lips and swallowed around it.

Erica cums with a choked groan, hips snapping up as she spilled hot and thick down Aurora’s throat. Aurora drank every pulse, throat working, until Erica sagged boneless and trembling. Only then did she pull off slow, licking her lips clean, crawling back up to kiss Erica so she could taste herself.

Erica licked into her mouth like she was starving for it. "My turn," she growled.

She flipped Aurora sideways onto the back seat, shoved it back until it hit the stops, reclined it flat. Pants bunched at Aurora’s waist over to the side, legs spread wide, panties long gone. Erica settled between her thighs and licked one long, filthy stripe from entrance to clit.

Aurora’s back arched hard off the seat. Erica didn’t play gentle after that. She sealed her mouth over slick folds and devoured: tongue plunging deep, curling, retreating, then flicking fast over Aurora’s clit. Two fingers pushed in alongside her tongue, then three, stretching her open while she sucked hard on the swollen bundle of nerves.

Aurora’s hands flew to Erica’s hair, hips rocking shamelessly against her face. Erica curled her fingers hard, stroked that perfect spot inside until Aurora was babbling, thighs clamping around Erica’s head. She came hard, flooding Erica’s tongue, whole body shaking through wave after wave while Erica licked her gently through every aftershock.

When Aurora finally tugged weakly at her hair, Erica rose up, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and lined herself up. The head of her still-hard length nudged Aurora’s entrance, still pulsing from her orgasm, and Erica pushed in with one slow, perfect glide.

They both exhaled at the stretch, the heat, the way Aurora opened around her like she was built for it. Erica braced one hand on the roof, the other beside Aurora’s head, and started moving. Deep, deliberate strokes that dragged every inch across sensitive walls. The car rocked with every thrust, suspension creaking softly.

Aurora wrapped her legs high around Erica’s waist, heels digging into the Alpha’s back, an position she did often to keep control, urging her deeper. Erica obliged, hips snapping harder, the wet slap of their bodies loud in the confined space. Aurora’s nails raked down Erica’s back under her shirt, leaving red trails. Erica growled into her neck, pace turning punishing, every thrust driving Aurora up the seat until the headrest stopped her.

SLAP, SLAP, POUND, POUND!

"Let me touch you," Erica said, voice ragged. "Want to feel you cum around my clit again."

Erica slipped a hand between them, fingers circling on the Omega’s clit in frantic strokes. The added pressure sent fire racing up the Omega’s spine. She clenched hard, milking Erica with every roll of her hips.

"Close," Aurora gasped. "Erica, fuck!"

Erica slammed in deep and ground against her, circling her hips so the base rubbed Aurora’s clit from the inside. Aurora’s orgasm came with a sharp cry, walls fluttering wildly, pulling Erica over the edge. Erica buried herself to the hilt and let go, hips jerking as she spilled hot and deep, pulse after pulse flooding Aurora until it leaked out around them, dripping onto the seat.

They stayed exactly like that (joined, trembling, unwilling to separate even an inch) while the neon outside kept flickering pink-blue-pink-green-red, etc across the fogged windows. Erica’s hips gave the tiniest roll, just enough to remind Aurora she was still buried deep, still half-hard and pulsing gently inside the slick heat that belonged to her alone.

Aurora answered with a slow, deliberate clench that dragged a broken moan from Erica’s throat; she loved that sound, loved knowing she could pull it out of this Alpha with nothing more than the squeeze of her body. Erica’s hands slid up Aurora’s sides, under the bunched fabric of her shirt, palms spreading wide over bare skin as if she needed to feel every inch at once.

Aurora arched into the touch, rolling her hips again, riding the lazy swell of Erica’s arousal back toward full, aching hardness without ever breaking the kiss they had fallen into (slow, filthy, endless). Their tongues slid together in the same unhurried rhythm as Aurora’s body: lift, sink, grind, repeat. Every downward glide seated Erica deeper, every lift dragged that thick head across the spot that turned Aurora’s spine to liquid and her moans into soft, needy whimpers against Erica’s mouth.

Erica swallowed every sound, gave them back as praise whispered between kisses: how perfect Aurora felt, how wet, how tight, how she never wanted to leave this heat, this moment, this car that rocked gently with every shift of their bodies.

Aurora’s thighs trembled around Erica’s hips; her fingers dug into Erica’s shoulders, urging her to move, to thrust, to give her more, but Erica held them both in that suspended, torturous pleasure, content to let Aurora take whatever she needed at whatever pace made her shake the hardest. Sweat cooled on their skin where clothing had been shoved aside; the windows dripped with condensation; the world outside ceased to exist.

When Erica finally began to swell again, impossibly hard inside already-sensitive walls, Aurora broke the kiss just enough to gasp against her lips, "Stay inside me forever," and Erica answered by rocking up once, slow and deep, promising with her body that she would if she-

Cum again, sudden and overwhelming, spilling fresh heat into Aurora while Aurora clenched and shuddered around her, both of them laughing breathlessly into each other’s mouths because they were messy and ruined and perfect and the night still wasn’t over.

Eventually Erica softened, but she didn’t pull out. She lowered herself carefully, blanketing Aurora’s body, nuzzling into her neck while Aurora traced idle circles on her back.

"We are so banned if anyone saw the car rocking," Aurora murmured, voice hoarse.

Erica grinned against her skin. "Worth it."

Aurora tightened around her again. "Take me home and do that again in a bed?"

Erica kissed her once more, deep and possessive. "Drive now, fuck later. Or maybe pull over halfway. I still owe you another round with my mouth."

Aurora laughed, low and happy, as Erica finally slipped free and they started rearranging clothes in the neon glow, both of them already counting the minutes until they could wreck each other all over again.