Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 90721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
“Wasn’t only for your benefit, honey. I don’t let people ride with me all that often.” I said as I stood, swinging my leg off the bike.
More like never, but she didn’t need to know that. She might not get back on with me for the ride home.
“Well, thank you anyway.” She said, unfastening her helmet and handing it to me.
I took it and offered her my hand. She thanked me again, offered her own hand, and I pulled her gently to help her off. I held on, though, because it was likely her legs resembled jelly at the moment.
I set the helmet on one of the handlebars, pocketed my keys, and wrapped her hand around my bicep.
“Oh, man. My legs feel like they’re still vibrating.” She laughed as she shook out her long legs.
I kept ahold of her, and guided her through the throng of parked cars to the Boardwalk’s entrance. “Have you ever been here before?” I asked.
“Nope. Winter told me I needed to come. I’m not much of a shopper, though. Well, in person at least. I could kill an online sale.” She joked as she took in the sights.
“What’s that over there?” She asked, indicating the spread of boats across the river.
The Boardwalk was a spread of shops that ran along the Red River. It had a bunch of restaurants, as well as shops. Mostly, it was for the daytime entertainment. The real fun was across the river where the casinos and subsequent riverboats, as well as adult entertainment, was located. The Boardwalk was the sedate, family oriented side compared to the other that saw more of the night action.
“Those are the river boats. The casinos are located in them.” I told her.
“Why?” She asked, perplexed.
I led her to the wall that blocked anyone from taking a plunge into the murky depths of the Red River before explaining. “Laws. They didn’t want a ton of casinos spread out everywhere. So they allowed them to have a casino on a boat since it kept the casino pretty much dedicated to one area. They’d set sail for a couple hours, and then return to port. Then, over time, they didn’t make the boat actually set sail. The boats just became a permanent fixture at the dock, and the bigger hotel parts of the casino were built on the river front, and had a connection leading towards the boat.
“Hmm.” She said, pursing her lips. “That must be why they can have them on the reservations back home.”
I nodded in confirmation, but didn’t say anything.
Baylee looked absolutely beautiful in that moment. Not that she wasn’t usually beautiful, only this time it was different. What made this moment different was a multitude of things. The sun setting at her back made her skin seem to glow. Her hair flying around her from the breeze coming off the river. Her eyes alight with knowledge. Her smile. She looked positively stunning.
In that moment, I was lost. I had to kiss her.
Leaning forward, I captured her lips with my own.
At first, I’d only meant it to be a small kiss. A prelude to things to come. But that didn’t factor in with the force that was Baylee.
Baylee’s groan, followed by her hands fisting in my t-shirt, made me lose that moderation of decorum I was holding on to so desperately. My own hands fisted into her hair, forcing her mouth to remain against mine as I took her. Because that was what it was: a taking.
My tongue plunged into her mouth, doing what it wanted to do for weeks. The sexy little messages, and the sly glances, as well as the dip in the lake they’d taken two weeks ago was nothing compared to this. And I was doing nothing but kissing her.
Thoroughly.
Her lips tasted like green apples, which I’d figured out when I traced her lips with the tip of my tongue. Her own tongue came out to meet my own, and they tangled in the depths of her mouth.
She sucked my lip into her mouth, and then bit down gently, pulling it with the tips of her bright white teeth.
A crowing teenage boy’s shout forced us to disentangle ourselves from each other. Panting from desire, my eyes flicked sideways, and I realized that we’d drawn a crowd. Fuck, there was even one man who was taking a picture with his phone.
“Oops.” I said as I turned my eyes back to her.
Her lips were puffy from my mouth’s assault, and her cheeks were flushed. “That’s okay. I’ve wanted that for weeks now. It was worth the wait.”
My lips turned up at the side. “You ready to eat?”
She nodded, still panting, and disengaged her body from my own. I pulled her back though.
“I’m gonna need you to walk in front of me for a few. I got a little excited, and that man taking the pictures would probably post a picture of my dick on the internet if he saw it right now.” I teased.
She gave me a dazzling smile, and took my hand, leading the way to Hooter’s. “I’ve never been to Hooter’s. How’s the food?”
I snorted. “Their hot wings are delicious.”
In all honesty, no one went to Hooter’s for their hot wings, no matter who told you they did. They went for the tight shorts, the low cut shirts, and the boobs. No if’s, and’s, or but’s. Now, who the hell knew why women went. Maybe it was for a comparison. I didn’t know. All I knew, was that if my wife or girlfriend worked at Hooter’s, they wouldn’t be my wife or girlfriend anymore.
I didn’t like to share. And looking meant sharing. And particularly not with Baylee.
“Why do you want to go to Hooter’s?” I asked as my dick finally went down enough for me to walk beside Baylee instead of behind her.
“I want a shirt.” She shrugged.
“That’s it?” I asked as we reached the door to the fine establishment.
“Yeah, I like tank tops. I bet they have some cute ones.” She admitted.