“Goodnight,” Helen chirped, kissing Olivia on the cheek. “James, take good care of her.”

“I will,” he assured her. “Okay,” he said, getting into his car. “Now, can you please tell me how you got here tonight?”

“Jesus,” she huffed with amusement, as he drove off. “Okay. After Helen told me about your meeting here, she came up with this…” Olivia paused. “Crazy plan: She’d convince you to drop by her place tonight and play some guitar for her. I’d show up and sing with you. I said: ‘Sure. I think he’s going to like that.’ But then, she got word from the bar owner’s daughter that you and Michelle were going to sing here. When Helen borrowed her from you, we had a little chat. She agreed to help me out. I was wrong about her.”

“I think I need to thank them both.” James sighed.

“I’ve missed you,” Olivia whispered, leaning over, gazing deep into his eyes. Reaching towards him, she cupped his cheek and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Resting her head on his shoulder, she closed her eyes and purred like a contented cat, as her hand slid down his neck.

“I’ve missed you, too,” he murmured, his voice low as he curled his arm around her shoulder. “I’ve missed your hair, your voice, your eyes, your kind heart, your body…”

“Mmm, which part?” she spoke, her voice husky as she caressed his chest over his shirt.

“All of it,” James replied, his baritone raspy as her featherlike touch sent his pulse racing.

“This feels so good,” Olivia muttered, as her hand reached his stomach. Tilting her head up, she laid a long, fiery kiss on his jawline, stroking his chiseled abs. A sigh of pleasure fled his lips, as his manhood twitched. “Keep talking,” she whispered, flicking her tongue under his earlobe.

“I can’t,” one more pleasurable sigh escaped him, as she cupped his balls through his pants. “Stop it. We’re going to crash.”

“No,” Her sexy voice forced a low groan out of him, as she squeezed his manhood. “Stop the car.” She urged, pulling his earlobe into her mouth. James eased onto the brakes and tilted his head back, savoring her sensual touch. Pulling over, he tightened his grip around her, as she unzipped his pants. Olivia used both hands to unbutton it, planting short kisses along his neck.

“Awww, you bad girl…” He groaned, squeezing his eyes shut, as she slipped her hand into his boxer shorts. His butt muscles flexed, as she wrapped her fingers around his hardening cock. “Can’t you wait?”

“No, baby,” she whimpered, squeezing it in her palm. Scooting down, she pulled it out of his boxers, stroking his groin at the same time. He let out a manly groan, sensing her hot lips on the cockhead. Olivia greedily pushed his cock into her mouth, moving her hand up and down his shaft. James ran his hand down her back, desperate to fill his hands with her flesh. But, he couldn’t; her skirt got in his way. He wouldn’t try to take it off of her. For now, he was content with cupping her butt cheek over it, feeling her hot, wet tongue sliding down his shaft. He put his free hand onto her head and threaded his fingers into her hair, as she took his manhood deeper and deeper down her throat.

“Yeah…” another groan escaped him. “You’re so good at this, baby.”

“I love how hard you are,” she moaned, after pulling his manhood out of her mouth. “I want to make you come.”

“Do it.” he urged, his chest rising up and down as she flicked her tongue over the cockhead. Her fingers were soon soaked with precum, mixed with her saliva, as they dripped down his rock hard shaft. James couldn’t believe she was doing this to him, but the pleasure she was giving him was too hard to resist. Jerking his cock, she led it into her mouth once again, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him, her muffled moans driving him crazy with lust. James gathered her hair in his palm and pulled it gently, squeezing her butt cheeks one at a time. Releasing his cock, Olivia reached both arms behind her back and pulled her skirt up, exposing her ass. The sensation of her bare, juicy flesh sent him into overdrive. James grabbed and held onto her butt cheek, as she bobbed her head up and down his cock.

“I’m coming,” he groaned, feeling his juices rising up his shaft. Olivia leaned slightly back, removing her mouth from his cock.

“Yeah, baby!” She gasped, jerking it with both hands, just before a massive amount of semen spurted out of his quivering manhood. Three, thick streams of his juices landed on his pants and on his seat. James lay back, panting for breath, as she scooted up.

“I’m sorry,” Olivia whispered, kissing him on the cheek. “I just couldn’t help myself.”

“You’ll pay for this,” He said, his lips curling into a razor sharp smile, as he leaned forward.

“Really?” she uttered in a husky voice. “What do you have in mind?”

“Wait till we get home,” James stated. “You’ll see what I mean.”