woman then keep on running. But you’re never coming back here again. You hear me?”
Saki continued running. She heard what her mother was saying, but she didn’t care. She needed to escape her, and her only chance of escape was the beautiful boy who somehow liked her. He was her only hope.
Saki ran down her street and continued down Chippingham Road toward the Fish Fry. She didn’t know how long had passed while she ate dinner, but she was sure that it was too long. Descending the hill toward the open field and the pier, she saw the stream of cars leaving. Was Dax in one of them? Saki couldn’t understand why he would have been there to begin with, much less why he would’ve stayed.
Saki continued to run toward the lighted area as a large overhead lights begun to shut off. “No!” She cried. “Wait!” She begged.
Approaching West Bay St., Saki danced in a hurry to cross. Almost no one was left now. Dust billowed as the cars drove off, and forcing a gap between the traffic, she crossed the street into the field. Slowing to a stop, she scanned the space, looking for him.
“No. No.”
He wasn’t there. Why wasn’t he there? She needed him to be there. She would give him anything just to be there.
“Saki?” A familiar voice said.
Saki turned around and found a red Jeep with the doors off. It was him. He had come. He wanted her. Saki ran back toward the street, and Dax slowed to a stop, allowing her to climb in. She clutched the handle in front of her, and Dax drove off, leaving all of Saki‘s troubles behind.
Saki sat, desperately out of breath. Her mind was awash with thoughts. She was intensely grateful to him for showing up, and she would give anything for him to keep her safe. Wanting to express herself, she stared at him wantonly. She desperately wished that she could climb inside of him or that he could climb inside her.
Dax‘s mouth hung open as his eyes darted around, trying to figure out what was going on. He kept looking back at her and her gaze never shifted. Dax could barely concentrate on driving, and as they approached The Cave’s, the first place he could turn off the street, he pulled the Jeep to the side, shut off the engine, and threw himself on the girl whose eyes called to him like a siren song.
For Saki, Dax‘s touch was electric. His full pink lips pressed against hers, sending tingles through her body. His hand brushed against her thigh. In a moment of weightlessness, her chair fell back, and his chest pressed against her round breasts. Climbing on top of her, he slipped his free hand behind her neck and pulled her face toward him.
Saki felt safe in Dax’s arms. She felt controlled, and she liked it. As his left hand slowly moved up her thigh, it lifted her skirt. Saki felt her skin exposed to the night air. It thrilled her, and her heart beat rapaciously.
When Dax took Saki‘s breast in his hand, Saki was overcome with emotion. The sensations were overwhelming. She wanted more. She wanted to slip inside Dax and feel him all over her. When he slipped his tongue into her mouth and twirled his tongue around hers, her body burned like it was on fire.
Saki needed more, though. She needed to touch him. Slipping her hand around him, she touched his ass.
Instinctually, she moved her hand away. She didn’t mean to, but she couldn’t think. Replacing it on the small of his back, she could feel the lines of muscle. It amazed her. The power of being able to touch what she had only admired from afar thrilled her.
As her desire grew and as she explored more of his muscular back, she pushed her hand down to his round, firm ass. This time, it wasn’t a mistake. When he slipped his hand under her blouse, unlatched her bra, and held the warm flesh of her naked breasts, she knew that she would let him do anything to her.
Saki felt more of her young flesh exposed to the night air as her blouse moved further up on her stomach. Before now, she’d always been self-conscious about her
Saki continued running. She heard what her mother was saying, but she didn’t care. She needed to escape her, and her only chance of escape was the beautiful boy who somehow liked her. He was her only hope.
Saki ran down her street and continued down Chippingham Road toward the Fish Fry. She didn’t know how long had passed while she ate dinner, but she was sure that it was too long. Descending the hill toward the open field and the pier, she saw the stream of cars leaving. Was Dax in one of them? Saki couldn’t understand why he would have been there to begin with, much less why he would’ve stayed.
Saki continued to run toward the lighted area as a large overhead lights begun to shut off. “No!” She cried. “Wait!” She begged.
Approaching West Bay St., Saki danced in a hurry to cross. Almost no one was left now. Dust billowed as the cars drove off, and forcing a gap between the traffic, she crossed the street into the field. Slowing to a stop, she scanned the space, looking for him.
“No. No.”
He wasn’t there. Why wasn’t he there? She needed him to be there. She would give him anything just to be there.
“Saki?” A familiar voice said.
Saki turned around and found a red Jeep with the doors off. It was him. He had come. He wanted her. Saki ran back toward the street, and Dax slowed to a stop, allowing her to climb in. She clutched the handle in front of her, and Dax drove off, leaving all of Saki‘s troubles behind.
Saki sat, desperately out of breath. Her mind was awash with thoughts. She was intensely grateful to him for showing up, and she would give anything for him to keep her safe. Wanting to express herself, she stared at him wantonly. She desperately wished that she could climb inside of him or that he could climb inside her.
Dax‘s mouth hung open as his eyes darted around, trying to figure out what was going on. He kept looking back at her and her gaze never shifted. Dax could barely concentrate on driving, and as they approached The Cave’s, the first place he could turn off the street, he pulled the Jeep to the side, shut off the engine, and threw himself on the girl whose eyes called to him like a siren song.
For Saki, Dax‘s touch was electric. His full pink lips pressed against hers, sending tingles through her body. His hand brushed against her thigh. In a moment of weightlessness, her chair fell back, and his chest pressed against her round breasts. Climbing on top of her, he slipped his free hand behind her neck and pulled her face toward him.
Saki felt safe in Dax’s arms. She felt controlled, and she liked it. As his left hand slowly moved up her thigh, it lifted her skirt. Saki felt her skin exposed to the night air. It thrilled her, and her heart beat rapaciously.
When Dax took Saki‘s breast in his hand, Saki was overcome with emotion. The sensations were overwhelming. She wanted more. She wanted to slip inside Dax and feel him all over her. When he slipped his tongue into her mouth and twirled his tongue around hers, her body burned like it was on fire.
Saki needed more, though. She needed to touch him. Slipping her hand around him, she touched his ass.
Instinctually, she moved her hand away. She didn’t mean to, but she couldn’t think. Replacing it on the small of his back, she could feel the lines of muscle. It amazed her. The power of being able to touch what she had only admired from afar thrilled her.
As her desire grew and as she explored more of his muscular back, she pushed her hand down to his round, firm ass. This time, it wasn’t a mistake. When he slipped his hand under her blouse, unlatched her bra, and held the warm flesh of her naked breasts, she knew that she would let him do anything to her.
Saki felt more of her young flesh exposed to the night air as her blouse moved further up on her stomach. Before now, she’d always been self-conscious about her
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