with that security system in; although I still can't figure out how you managed to get them out here so quickly. I'm not buying for one second that they “owed you one”, so you better hand over the bill when it comes, because I'm aiming to pay for it."
Looking at Emma, he shook his head. "No, darlin', that is on me. Call it part of the service. I toss these guys business all the time, and they work from Cortez as well as Grand Junction, so it wasn't that hard to get someone out to the house on short notice. Don't sweat it, ‘cause I don't wanna hear about it." Then he broke out into a grin, saying, "But if you really wanna pay me, you can bake me a pie. I'll take that as payment any day of the week." That drew a snort from Emma, who gave him a half-assed slug to his arm.
"Fine, but you pick what kind." She smiled.
Pulling into Arlene's Diner, he could tell there was a decent dinner crowd. He also spotted Emma's SUV still sitting in the handicapped spot.
"Why don't I drop you off at the door and see if there is room around the back. Place is busy."
"Just take me around the back with you and we'll go in through the kitchen. Seb won't mind so there’s no need to make an extra stop here."
Luckily, there was plenty of parking space in the back.
"Do you mind if I grab your arm and leave the walker? It's a pain to move around with that thing when it's this busy."
"Yeah, sure, hang on. Let me get you down safe first." Opening up the door for Emma, he reached up to help her down, but instead of putting her down, he simply held her wrapped in his arms with her feet dangling just shy of the ground. For once he was looking straight in her eyes.
"Short little thing, aren't ya?"
"Gus, what are you doing?" Emma breathed out.
"Holding you. Feels good having my arms full of woman. Are you gonna smack me if I kiss you?"
Before Emma had a chance to respond, his mouth settled firmly over her half-opened lips. Pulling back, he looked at her slightly stunned blue eyes, and moved back in at an adjusted slant. With a strong swipe of his tongue, he claimed access to her mouth.
Oh yeah, that woke her up. Her two small hands grabbed the hair at the base of his skull, while her tongue gave as good as it got.
Her body slowly slid down until her feet touched the ground, leaving his hands free to roam over the luscious curves of her ass; more than just a handful and feeling so fucking good. He couldn't help but rock his rejuvenated hard-on against her body, letting her feel exactly what she did to him. Fuck. That woman could kiss thirty year old paint of the walls. Her sweet taste and spicy little tongue seemed to satisfy a hunger he didn't realize he had. Her small, but strong hands were kneading the contours of his back and ass, making his skin tingle and his balls draw up tight.
She was rubbing her breasts up against his chest, eager for friction. She made little groaning noises that drove him wild. His hips were involuntarily dry humping into her and he felt so fucking sexed up and hungry to come. He hadn't felt this way since he was about sixteen and had his first taste of a girl's pussy.
The slam of the trash can lid by the backdoor had them jumping apart. Seb was standing with the door in his hand and a big-ass grin on his face.
"Coming in, folks? Or am I gonna sell tickets?"
"Fuck off, Seb." Emma said, turning all shades of embarrassed. She could barely look Gus in the eye, but the level she was looking at now wasn't much better... holy cow! Lifting her eyes to his face, he was standing there looking all smug down at her.
"Not gonna apologize, darlin'. Although, I came close to throwing you back in the truck and taking you here."
"Seriously? You have no filter! Do you say everything?"
Gus just smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "Pretty much. Don't see the point in beating around the bush, do you? We had an orgasm together, Emma, it's not like we're complete strangers. And that kiss was fucking hot. I look forward to
Looking at Emma, he shook his head. "No, darlin', that is on me. Call it part of the service. I toss these guys business all the time, and they work from Cortez as well as Grand Junction, so it wasn't that hard to get someone out to the house on short notice. Don't sweat it, ‘cause I don't wanna hear about it." Then he broke out into a grin, saying, "But if you really wanna pay me, you can bake me a pie. I'll take that as payment any day of the week." That drew a snort from Emma, who gave him a half-assed slug to his arm.
"Fine, but you pick what kind." She smiled.
Pulling into Arlene's Diner, he could tell there was a decent dinner crowd. He also spotted Emma's SUV still sitting in the handicapped spot.
"Why don't I drop you off at the door and see if there is room around the back. Place is busy."
"Just take me around the back with you and we'll go in through the kitchen. Seb won't mind so there’s no need to make an extra stop here."
Luckily, there was plenty of parking space in the back.
"Do you mind if I grab your arm and leave the walker? It's a pain to move around with that thing when it's this busy."
"Yeah, sure, hang on. Let me get you down safe first." Opening up the door for Emma, he reached up to help her down, but instead of putting her down, he simply held her wrapped in his arms with her feet dangling just shy of the ground. For once he was looking straight in her eyes.
"Short little thing, aren't ya?"
"Gus, what are you doing?" Emma breathed out.
"Holding you. Feels good having my arms full of woman. Are you gonna smack me if I kiss you?"
Before Emma had a chance to respond, his mouth settled firmly over her half-opened lips. Pulling back, he looked at her slightly stunned blue eyes, and moved back in at an adjusted slant. With a strong swipe of his tongue, he claimed access to her mouth.
Oh yeah, that woke her up. Her two small hands grabbed the hair at the base of his skull, while her tongue gave as good as it got.
Her body slowly slid down until her feet touched the ground, leaving his hands free to roam over the luscious curves of her ass; more than just a handful and feeling so fucking good. He couldn't help but rock his rejuvenated hard-on against her body, letting her feel exactly what she did to him. Fuck. That woman could kiss thirty year old paint of the walls. Her sweet taste and spicy little tongue seemed to satisfy a hunger he didn't realize he had. Her small, but strong hands were kneading the contours of his back and ass, making his skin tingle and his balls draw up tight.
She was rubbing her breasts up against his chest, eager for friction. She made little groaning noises that drove him wild. His hips were involuntarily dry humping into her and he felt so fucking sexed up and hungry to come. He hadn't felt this way since he was about sixteen and had his first taste of a girl's pussy.
The slam of the trash can lid by the backdoor had them jumping apart. Seb was standing with the door in his hand and a big-ass grin on his face.
"Coming in, folks? Or am I gonna sell tickets?"
"Fuck off, Seb." Emma said, turning all shades of embarrassed. She could barely look Gus in the eye, but the level she was looking at now wasn't much better... holy cow! Lifting her eyes to his face, he was standing there looking all smug down at her.
"Not gonna apologize, darlin'. Although, I came close to throwing you back in the truck and taking you here."
"Seriously? You have no filter! Do you say everything?"
Gus just smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "Pretty much. Don't see the point in beating around the bush, do you? We had an orgasm together, Emma, it's not like we're complete strangers. And that kiss was fucking hot. I look forward to
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