his shoulder. “Thank you for being so incredible.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet, babe.” His promise sends a rush of chills through me.
I feel like a kid on Christmas morning. Once inside, I’m dragging Hunter from ride to ride, practically running with excitement. We walk up to one and I look at him in question. I can’t figure out what it is because it is completely enclosed. “What is this one?”
“This is one I have been looking forward to all day, watching you run around here and having you pressed against me on each of these rides.” I am completely confused by his statement but before I can ask what he means, he leads me toward the door. He greets the worker, shaking his hand and I follow him up the steps and into the ride. The door closes immediately and I look around. The inside is just a huge circle with separate panels that line the wall and an empty DJ booth in the middle.
“Hunter, what is this?”
He leads me toward a wall. “This babe, is called the Graviton and it’s about to become your favorite ride. Just hold on.”
The room starts to spin and Hunter presses himself against me. He grinds into me as he kisses me, his tongue slipping into my mouth, coaxing a moan to slip out of me. I scream when I am suddenly moving upward. I try to lift my hand and reach Hunter, who is standing in front of me, pressed against my legs, but it’s like I’m glued to the wall. There is a force stopping me from moving. The music inside the ride is blaring, the vibration moving through me with each beat. I feel his hands on the waistband of my shorts, sliding them down. I look down, amazed that he can move but seeing that he is struggling. His muscles ripple with each small movement, straining against the lack of gravity.
“Hunter!” I yell, but if he hears me he doesn’t show it.
What the hell is he…Oh my God. His hand cups me while he inserts a finger into me, the force of the ride increasing the pressure he is putting on me. I feel his mouth starting to kiss my inner thigh, he is going slowly and I know it’s partly because he can’t move either. He wouldn’t do this here.
When his tongue darts out and flicks my clit, I scream. His fingers leave me, replaced quickly by his mouth, his thumb now pressing down on my clit. My hands move just enough to grip his hair. Thank God the music is so loud because I can’t control the sounds coming from my mouth. Hunter is always good in this area but in this situation, with him being pushed so hard onto me, and the pulsing music, I’m already starting to lose it. His teeth nip at me as his fingers go to work again; I feel like he is deeper than he has ever been. I scream his name as an explosion erupts inside me, causing aftershocks throughout my entire body.
I open my eyes to see Hunter next to me on the wall. The smile on his face tells me that he had planned this whole thing. The panel lowers me back to the ground and I am able to move enough to pull my shorts back up. Hunter is in front of me once again. “Didn’t I tell you it would be your favorite ride?” He leans down and kisses me.
“I can’t believe you did that! What if the ride stopped in the middle of that and people caught us!”
He laughs at me. The music has stopped letting me know the doors are about to open. “Baby, I would never let anyone see you like that. I went to school with Ben the operator. I may have slipped him a twenty to give us an extra-long ride.” He slaps my ass before the door opens and we walk toward the exit. My legs are so shaky I feel like Bambi taking his first steps. As we go down the steps, I hold the railing really tight, trying not to fall.
“Mommy, that ride makes you dizzy; let’s go on that!” I hear a little boy yell from the line.
A blush spreads across my face, thinking of what really made me dizzy. I can’t believe we just defiled a child’s amusement park ride.
I’m going to hell.
The rest of the rides are much less eventful. Thank God. By late afternoon, I