INTERRUPTIONS: Part 8
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Here's my
contribution, guys ...
Chapter Author: leeluvr2
Disclaimer:
'Scarecrow
and Mrs. King' belongs to Shoot the Moon
and Warner Brothers Productions.
Rating: NC-17
Summary:
Chapter 8
of "Interruptions" -- my contribution to
the RR
Feedback: Always welcome
The drive home had seemed so much longer than
it actually was. The
interruption by the cop was almost more than
Lee could bear. As he
pulled onto the road and headed toward DC, he
couldn't help but
notice the reaction of Amanda's chilled breasts
against the thin,
clinging fabric of her damp blouse. Lee's
frustration at being
denied once again was putting him on edge, and
to top it off, the
storms came back with a vengeance just as they
were crossing the
Memorial Bridge and headed the final few miles
toward Georgetown.
As Lee pulled the Corvette to the curb outside
his apartment
building, a bright flash of lightening lit up
the early dawn,
followed almost immediately by a loud clap of
thunder. The
fierceness of the storm was very close, and
rain fell in sheets as he
sat there debating what to do. It was pouring
down rain, but he knew
they were expected at the office in a little
over an hour for Billy's
early morning meeting.
"What
do you think, Amanda? Should we wait it out?" Lee asked as he
reached over to clasp her hand and raise it to
his lips for a soft,
instinctual kiss on the back of her fingers.
"Lee, I've already been soaked through
once tonight, and the thought
of a hot shower is more appealing to me than
worrying about getting
wet once again. Can't we just make a dash for
it?" she pleaded as
she returned his loving gesture.
"I'm
game if you are," he smiled seductively as he considered the
options involved with that hot shower.
"Ready?" he pulled on his
door handle then scrambled quickly out of the
car, Amanda hot on his
heels. Another flash of lightening and loud
thunder clap chased them
into the front door, and as Lee looked at Amanda,
he couldn't
suppress his loud bark of laughter. She was
soaked through -- her
hair plastered tightly to her head, and mascara
ran under her eyes.
Amanda looked up at him angrily, then grinned
and began laughing
herself -- knowing how ridiculous this whole
night had been.
Lee held out his hand to her, and she eagerly
grasped it as they
headed toward the elevator. He punched the
button for his floor and
the doors closed. Turning Amanda so he could
wrap his arms around
her from behind, he pulled her back against his
chest. His hands
rubbed her arms to generate some warmth, as he
had once again noticed
her
reaction to the cold, wet cloth against her chilled skin.
As the
elevator softly chimed it's ascent, announcing each new floor
it achieved, Lee was already considering that
hot shower. Amanda
began to lean away from him, preparing for the
stop on their floor,
when suddenly there was a loud sound like an
explosion and the
elevator car jerked as the lights flashed, then
went out. The sudden
movement had thrown Lee against the wall of the
elevator, and
instinctively he had grasped Amanda tighter,
pulling her with him. He
heard a small cry of surprise escape her. As
they stood in the
darkness with no further movement, her
questioning, "Lee?" held a
small tremor of fright.
"It's
okay, Amanda," he soothed into her ear. "It sounded like the
lightening hit a transformer and knocked the
power out."
"Will we fall?" the small tremor had
become laced with fear.
"No," he assured her, "we won't
fall. These things are equipped to
handle this stuff, we just have to wait for the
power to come back
on." He thought he was right about that.
He
resumed rubbing her arms and she began to relax against him.
She leaned
her head back against his shoulder and sighed. It didn't
matter how dark it was, he knew how beautiful
her exposed throat was,
and he
began lightly kissing and teasing her ear lobe, working his
way down the side of her throat to her collar
bone.
His left
hand slid up her rib cage to capture the underside of her
breast, and as he gently kneaded her softness,
his thumb began its
exploration of her hardening nipple. She moaned
softly, and tried to
turn to face him for a kiss, but his right hand
pressed her hips
against him and prevented the movement. He
raised his lips from the
curve of her neck as she turned her face to
passionately kiss him.
As Lee's right hand worked open the snap and
zipper of her jeans,
Amanda reached behind herself to grasp the
backs of his thighs and
pull him even tighter to her body. His erection
pressed against her
and he began to pump rhythmically as he pulled
her hips closer to him.
His hand
slid inside her open jeans and silk panties, and he slowly
moved lower across her soft skin, through the
tangle of her hair,
over her mound to the moist warmth he sought.
This time her moan was louder,
demanding,
and as he inserted his long finger into her
wetness, she arched against him and called out
his name.
Lee's
imagination ran wild with thoughts of how it would feel for him
to be encased in the wet, tight, warmth of
Amanda, and as he rocked
against her, he was getting close simply coming
in his jeans for the
first time since he was a teenager.
When he
inserted a second finger into her and began stroking her in
earnest, Amanda again arched against him. She
grabbed his left hand
to encourage him to work her breast and nipple
more forcefully, as
she began simply repeating, "Yes
oh yes
please Lee
" He knew
she was close to her release, and it was then
he actually felt the
earth move beneath them.
"Oh
my God
Amanda
" as he again felt his knees buckle and the
floor shift beneath his feet. He sensed flashes
of light against his
closed eyelids, but when he opened his eyes he
realized the elevator
lights had come back on.
The
sensation of the earth moving was the elevator car jerking back
into motion. Lee swore loudly as he looked at
the numbers on the
display and realized they were only two floors
away from their stop.
Amanda complained, "No
Lee
please don't
stop" as he pulled his
hand out of her jeans.
"Amanda,
the elevator's moving -- the doors are going to open, we
have to get off."
Lee swore
her groan of frustration must have been heard by everyone
on his apartment floor.
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