along the way. Once at the strongman game, so he can impress me by ringing the bell when he strikes the puck with a heavy mallet, and again at the miniature rifle range, where I win a purple zebra and impress him with my skills.
“You didn’t really think my father is the type of man who would let his little girl loose in the world without teaching her weapons proficiency, right?”
“I just didn’t expect you to do so well.” He drains his beer and throws the empty plastic cup into the nearest recycling bin. “I doubt I could do any better, and I served for years.”
“Yeah? How would you feel about a little friendly Skee Ball competition?” I motion toward the tent with my head. He laughs and falls into step easily beside me.
“They have Whack-A-Mole, too!” I haven’t seen games like this since I was a little girl at the summer carnival, and I’d forgotten how fun they are.
“Don’t you feel like you play that all day already, with the job you have?”
“Yeah, I put out a lot of fires. But I never get to bang anything with a hammer. That’s the fun part.” Another ride game catches me eye: the weight guessing booth. I point to it. “We’re going to be skipping that one, that’s for damn sure.”
We giggle like a couple of school kids as he kicks my ass in Skee Ball and I wipe the floor with him at Whack-A-Mole.
“You better watch out, Bayne,” I tease. “If anyone saw you they’d actually think you were having fun.”
He wraps his arms around me and kisses my forehead. “I am having fun. But, in the spirit of your naughty little phone call the other night, I think we should go on a ride where we can have a different type of fun.”
I feign shock. “Are you asking me to go on the tunnel of love with you?”
“Damn right I am. And just wait until I get you alone in the dark. Your father definitely wouldn’t approve of what I have planned.”
I warm tingling spreads through my core as I follow him through the crowd and we join the end of the line. I watch couples step into their buggies for the short ride through the dark track and I’m a little concerned.
“That ride looks two minutes long, tops. I’m a little disappointed. I thought you knew how to show a girl a good time.” I look up at him through long lashes. He touches my chin and leans in for a quick kiss.
“I think we both know I can ruin you in a couple of minutes.” I chuckle against him because it’s true. “But remember, you’re with a military man and we always have a contingency plan.”
I wonder what his plan is until it’s our turn to step into the squeaky old vehicle and see him slip a folded hundred dollar bill into the attendant’s hand. I’m instantly impressed.
We squeak toward the dark tunnel like a shopping cart with a twisted wheel. Normally this would bother me, but right now all I can focus on is Bayne’s warm hand squeezing my thigh and inching higher by the second. When we pass into the darkness of the ride I open my legs obligingly. He cups my sex through my shorts, grinding against me with the heel of his hand.
I open my mouth to moan but his mouth devours mine before any sound can escape. His eager tongue strokes against mine and explores every inch of my mouth while the hand between my legs snakes it’s way underneath the waistband of my shorts.
I’m already swollen and wet. When the soft pads of his fingers rub my pussy and pluck at my engorged clit, I know I won’t last much longer, but I’m not sure I can get off before our car emerges back into the light. And that’s when the ride shudders to a stop.
I break off our kiss and smile at him. “You’re a fucking genius.”
“I thought you’d appreciate my foresight.” His mouth is back on mine and I’m so close. His big strong hand plays between my legs, driving me closer and closer to the edge. His other hand pops open the top few buttons on my shirt and slides inside the lacy cup of my bra. The extra sensation of him
“You didn’t really think my father is the type of man who would let his little girl loose in the world without teaching her weapons proficiency, right?”
“I just didn’t expect you to do so well.” He drains his beer and throws the empty plastic cup into the nearest recycling bin. “I doubt I could do any better, and I served for years.”
“Yeah? How would you feel about a little friendly Skee Ball competition?” I motion toward the tent with my head. He laughs and falls into step easily beside me.
“They have Whack-A-Mole, too!” I haven’t seen games like this since I was a little girl at the summer carnival, and I’d forgotten how fun they are.
“Don’t you feel like you play that all day already, with the job you have?”
“Yeah, I put out a lot of fires. But I never get to bang anything with a hammer. That’s the fun part.” Another ride game catches me eye: the weight guessing booth. I point to it. “We’re going to be skipping that one, that’s for damn sure.”
We giggle like a couple of school kids as he kicks my ass in Skee Ball and I wipe the floor with him at Whack-A-Mole.
“You better watch out, Bayne,” I tease. “If anyone saw you they’d actually think you were having fun.”
He wraps his arms around me and kisses my forehead. “I am having fun. But, in the spirit of your naughty little phone call the other night, I think we should go on a ride where we can have a different type of fun.”
I feign shock. “Are you asking me to go on the tunnel of love with you?”
“Damn right I am. And just wait until I get you alone in the dark. Your father definitely wouldn’t approve of what I have planned.”
I warm tingling spreads through my core as I follow him through the crowd and we join the end of the line. I watch couples step into their buggies for the short ride through the dark track and I’m a little concerned.
“That ride looks two minutes long, tops. I’m a little disappointed. I thought you knew how to show a girl a good time.” I look up at him through long lashes. He touches my chin and leans in for a quick kiss.
“I think we both know I can ruin you in a couple of minutes.” I chuckle against him because it’s true. “But remember, you’re with a military man and we always have a contingency plan.”
I wonder what his plan is until it’s our turn to step into the squeaky old vehicle and see him slip a folded hundred dollar bill into the attendant’s hand. I’m instantly impressed.
We squeak toward the dark tunnel like a shopping cart with a twisted wheel. Normally this would bother me, but right now all I can focus on is Bayne’s warm hand squeezing my thigh and inching higher by the second. When we pass into the darkness of the ride I open my legs obligingly. He cups my sex through my shorts, grinding against me with the heel of his hand.
I open my mouth to moan but his mouth devours mine before any sound can escape. His eager tongue strokes against mine and explores every inch of my mouth while the hand between my legs snakes it’s way underneath the waistband of my shorts.
I’m already swollen and wet. When the soft pads of his fingers rub my pussy and pluck at my engorged clit, I know I won’t last much longer, but I’m not sure I can get off before our car emerges back into the light. And that’s when the ride shudders to a stop.
I break off our kiss and smile at him. “You’re a fucking genius.”
“I thought you’d appreciate my foresight.” His mouth is back on mine and I’m so close. His big strong hand plays between my legs, driving me closer and closer to the edge. His other hand pops open the top few buttons on my shirt and slides inside the lacy cup of my bra. The extra sensation of him
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