The Lucky Five - By Arow Jones Page 0,28
response. I see her look at my lips. Her tongue wets her own as she leans closer. Closer. My hand reaches into her hair to press her head towards mine. Kissing Lily is like pop rocks in your mouth, all sugary and sparks. Our lips light up like a sparkler on Fourth of July. My other arm snakes around her back. I can feel her hands gripping the front of my shirt. My body responds with possessiveness as I deepen the kiss. Our tongues twine in a sensual dance. My earlier doubts melt away.
Her hands slide down my chest, lifting the front of my shirt. Her fingers on my bare skin sear my flesh. I let go of her hair so I can run my hand down her side. I’m just barely touching the edge of her breast. Her nipples are hard. Our breathing is harsh. I want her so fucking bad. Knowing she feels the same way is a huge turn on. I break the kiss before she does. Her whimper at the loss of contact makes me smile. I lean my forehead against hers.
“Not here, Sugar.” She looks around like she’s making a mental note. “Let’s take a ride on my bike.” Smiling, she nods yes. Without a word she takes off for her house. “I’ll pick you up in a few.”
She doesn’t stop her jog but turns her head over her shoulder, “Okay.”
I pick her up in front of her house. She’s put on a jacket but hasn’t changed out of her dress. She climbs onto the back of the bike with finesse. She’s as light as a feather but I can feel her behind me.
The warmth of her front pressed to my back gets my blood flowing. Her arms are circling my waist and her thighs rest against mine. It’s good that she’s behind me or she would feel the evidence of my arousal. I don’t want this moment to end. I want her to remember how strong her feelings are for me and I want her arms around me permanently.
The road winds through the hills. There aren’t any street lights on this road. The bright celestial night sky lights our way. We arrive at a lookout, off a dirt road. Only the locals know about it so we’ve got the place to ourselves. The valley below us glows in the moonlight. She steps off the bike. I lean back getting ready to hop off. I only get as far as taking off my helmet. Lily leans into me for a kiss. I close my eyes to savor the moment. Her sweet lips. I grab her hips, lifting her back onto my bike so she’s straddling me, laying her legs over mine so that we’re face to face. Her fingers reach the zipper of my leather jacket. Slowly, she zips it down, her hand following the same path. Her lips find the bare spot just below my Adam’s apple. Her kiss lights me on fire. I grab her hair, gently pulling her head to align our mouths. Our tongues dance and mingle. Slow and soft. I can’t get enough of her taste. I want more.
When I pull back I can see her eyes glazed over. She’s panting cute little breathes. Her lips are red, swollen from the affection I lavished them. The hand I had in her hair moves down to her neck. The other traces her lips, her jaw, down her neck and in between her breasts. I slowly push her down. “Hold on to the handle bars.” She obediently moves her hands, gripping the handle bars. I lean down, continuing my ministrations on her neck. The V of her dress gives me perfect access to the insides of her pert breasts. I lick and nibble as my hands massage her thighs.
“I love how you taste. I want more.”
“Yes.” Her breathes are short and sexy. I want this woman so badly. I will fight Kenny, Nick, and whoever the fuck wants this sexy she-cat but in the end she will be mine. I scoot back in the seat, pushing her dress up as I move, exposing her stomach. My eyes lock onto hers as I lick and nibble my way down her panty line. “Has anyone ever gone down on you, Sugar?” Her eyes open with fear and lust, nodding her head. “I need to taste you, Sugar. Don’t take your eyes off of me.”
My hands make my way around her panties, no, make that