Under the Hood with Sage

Sage’s hands moved deftly beneath the hood of the vintage Mustang, her eyes intent on the maze of wires and components. The scent of motor oil and sweat hung heavy in the air of her garage. Muscle flexed in her well-defined arms as she wrestled with a stubborn fuel line.

Lost in the mechanical challenge, Sage didn’t notice the stranger approaching until he loomed over her, his tall frame casting a shadow across the garage floor. She looked up, shielding her eyes from the bright summer sun streaming through the open door, and found herself staring into piercing blue eyes fringed with dark lashes.

The man’s rugged good looks didn’t go unnoticed by Sage. Time had etched lines of experience into his weathered features, but they only added to his raw, masculine appeal. A well-trimmed beard and chin dimple hinted at a charming smile, which he wore now as he took in the scene before him.

Sage’s tank top rode up slightly, exposing a strip of smooth, tanned skin above the waistband of her jeans. A few stray wisps of her hair framed her flushed face. The grease smudged on her cheeks only seemed to heighten her natural beauty, and the stranger’s gaze lingered on her sensual curves.

“Well, well,” he said, his deep voice dripping with amusement and something darker. “Looks like I stumbled upon a sexy secret car mechanic.”

Sage rolled her eyes, but a smirk played at the corner of her mouth. “Just getting some work done. Don’t let the grease fool you, I’m not as filthy as I look.”

The man chuckled, low and rich, as he stepped closer. The heat emanating from his body drew Sage in, and she felt the thrum of her pulse quicken beneath her skin. His large hand reached out, and she tensed, half expecting a touch, but instead, he delicately brushed a strand of hair from her face.

“Something tells me you’re more fascinating than you let on, Sage,” he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. “A woman who can handle a Mustang’s engine and still look damn sexy doing it… That’s somebody special.”

Sage’s breath hitched as his fingers trailed down her cheek, leaving a tingling path in their wake. She could feel the gravitational pull of his desire, a potent force that matched her own growing arousal. She set the wrench down, her hands now free to explore the hard planes of his chest beneath his fitted T-shirt.

“It’s not every day I get to appreciate the view from under the hood,” he said with a wink, his large palm splayed across her lower back, drawing her closer.

Their bodies aligned, and Sage could feel the outline of his erection straining against his jeans. She ached to be touched, to feel his strong hands on her skin, to surrender to the primal need building between them.

“Maybe we should take this somewhere more… comfortable,” she suggested, her voice husky with desire.

The man’s eyes flashed with hunger as he led her out of the garage and into the house, not even bothering to close the door behind them. Sage’s heart raced with anticipation as he tugged her into the bedroom, the faint scent of her arousal mixing with his musk.

He turned her to face the bed, his hands gripping her hips, his thumbs brushing the sensitive skin just above her denim-clad buttocks. With a swift motion, he unfastened her belt and yanked her jeans down, exposing her lacy black panties and the glistening evidence of her excitement.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he growled, his hot breath fanning across her swelling clit.

Sage gasped, her knees weakening as his fingers delved beneath the fabric, stroking her slick folds. She ground against him, desperate for more contact, more pressure.

The man’s clever tongue danced along her slit, teasing her clit with soft licks before plunging deep inside her. Sage cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair as she rode his face, lost in the intense pleasure coursing through her body.

When he finally stood, his zipper descended, freeing his thick, pulsing cock. Sage wrapped her lips around the bulbous head, moaning at the salty taste of him as she took him deep into her throat. The man groaned, his grip tightening in her hair as he thrust between her lips.

Their bodies moved in perfect sync, slick with sweat and desire, as they devoured each other with unrestrained passion. Sage felt his cock throb, signaling his impending release, and she suckled harder, determined to milk him dry.

With a guttural roar, he came, his hot seed flooding her mouth as she swallowed every drop. Sage released him, her lips glistening, a satisfied smile curling her lips. The man tumbled back onto the bed, pulling her down beside him, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs and beating hearts.

As they caught their breath, Sage realized she’d never felt this connected, this deeply satisfied, with anyone before. Maybe there was more to this chance encounter than a one-night stand…

The stranger’s eyes met hers, a knowing glint in their blue depths. “I think I’m going to enjoy getting to know you better, Sage,” he purred, his calloused hand drifting down to stroke the back of her knee.

Sage shivered, a thrill of anticipation racing up her spine as she leaned in to kiss him. “I’m looking forward to it.”