diner.
As they prepared to leave, he came out of the house with a jacket in his hand.
“Here, put this on. The wind makes it feel much cooler than it actually is when you’re on the bike.”
“Is this thing yours?” she asked, once she slipped it on. It was soft and warm. She could smell him on it, but it was also ten sizes too big.
“Yes. Here, let me help you with that.”
He rolled up the sleeves for her before going back to the house and locking the doors. Little was said on the ride back to camp. Both were quiet. Each caught up in their own thoughts. He stopped in the parking area next to the site’s van and killed the engine. Behind him, Ria sat holding on to his waist, reluctant to let go.
“Asleep back there?” he teased, as he grabbed her hand and loosened her grip.
Getting off the bike first, he helped her off and waited patiently while she brushed the dust off her jeans.
“Don’t look so glum,” he said. “Any time you miss me, you’ve got this.” He touched the lapel of his coat and smiled. “You’d better go in.”
She didn’t want to go in. She didn’t want him to go, but she had no choice.
“Kiss me, Jay.” Her request sounded almost desperate.
He leaned forward and captured her trembling lips. He teased them for one last time until she opened for him. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and ran it gently over her tongue and along her teeth before he stepped back. He looked at her directly in the eye and addressed her, “It was great to meet you, Ria Glenn. Until I see you again, take care of yourself.”
He kissed her one last time and pulled her body up against his hard cock. As he had hoped, she responded and pushed against him, almost as a final going away gift. For Ria, it was something more than that. It was a way of burning the feel of his cock into her memory.
“You, too, Jay,” she whispered and watched him walk towards his bike.
She stayed on the spot until the brake lights on his bike were out of sight. Then, she went in. Her hand rose to her lips and feathered the lingering heat Jay left behind. Somehow, she knew it won't be the last time she saw him. It won't be the last time she feels his kiss--hungry and warm. It won't be the last time. She was sure of it.
As they prepared to leave, he came out of the house with a jacket in his hand.
“Here, put this on. The wind makes it feel much cooler than it actually is when you’re on the bike.”
“Is this thing yours?” she asked, once she slipped it on. It was soft and warm. She could smell him on it, but it was also ten sizes too big.
“Yes. Here, let me help you with that.”
He rolled up the sleeves for her before going back to the house and locking the doors. Little was said on the ride back to camp. Both were quiet. Each caught up in their own thoughts. He stopped in the parking area next to the site’s van and killed the engine. Behind him, Ria sat holding on to his waist, reluctant to let go.
“Asleep back there?” he teased, as he grabbed her hand and loosened her grip.
Getting off the bike first, he helped her off and waited patiently while she brushed the dust off her jeans.
“Don’t look so glum,” he said. “Any time you miss me, you’ve got this.” He touched the lapel of his coat and smiled. “You’d better go in.”
She didn’t want to go in. She didn’t want him to go, but she had no choice.
“Kiss me, Jay.” Her request sounded almost desperate.
He leaned forward and captured her trembling lips. He teased them for one last time until she opened for him. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and ran it gently over her tongue and along her teeth before he stepped back. He looked at her directly in the eye and addressed her, “It was great to meet you, Ria Glenn. Until I see you again, take care of yourself.”
He kissed her one last time and pulled her body up against his hard cock. As he had hoped, she responded and pushed against him, almost as a final going away gift. For Ria, it was something more than that. It was a way of burning the feel of his cock into her memory.
“You, too, Jay,” she whispered and watched him walk towards his bike.
She stayed on the spot until the brake lights on his bike were out of sight. Then, she went in. Her hand rose to her lips and feathered the lingering heat Jay left behind. Somehow, she knew it won't be the last time she saw him. It won't be the last time she feels his kiss--hungry and warm. It won't be the last time. She was sure of it.
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