Fourteen
Driving down the road with Jiji at my back, I felt a sense of peace that I hadn’t felt since I got out of the Marines and landed with the Devil’s Wind. Having my best friend’s approval to date his sister meant the world to me.
My attraction to her was such that I didn’t know if I would have been able to stay away from her even if Fighter had been against me pursuing her. She made me feel things I’d never felt before. Having her on the back of my bike was the best feeling in the world to me.
We made a quick stop at the hotel, gathered what we needed for the picnic, and were back on the road again in less than half an hour. Jiji was directing me where to go and I drove along with her voice in my ear, talking about some of the places we saw and what she had done as a teenager living in the area. She was giving me a glimpse into her life and I soaked it in, wanting to know everything about her.
We turned into a state park after about a half hour ride. I pulled into a parking space and shut off the bike. Jiji was off the back quickly, handing me the helmet while she collected the things we had brought with us from the saddlebags.
Taking my hand, she led me down through the parking lot to a path that threaded through the trees. We walked along in companionable silence. We came out of the trees into a meadow and she stopped when she found a flat spot to spread the blanket.
Dropping to her knees, she started arranging things to her liking. She had pulled out a Bluetooth speaker and connected her phone. Luke Bryan was singing about drinking a beer, which sounded like a good idea. As if she had read my mind, she handed me an ice-cold beer she had just taken from the chest next to her. She winked at me and I laughed.
Sitting down next to her, I stretched out my legs, leaning back on my elbows, the beer dangling from my fingers. There was a slight breeze ruffling my hair, the air smelled crisp and clear, and the meadow was alive with color from the surrounding trees and flowers dotted throughout the tall grass. I watched Jiji as she puttered around setting up lunch; she was humming along to the song on the radio, completely oblivious to how adorable she was.
Reaching over, I wrapped my fingers around her neck, pulling her gently into my lap. She squeaked as she toppled backward, but laughed up at me.
“Umm, your lap seems to have gotten bumpy,” she commented.
My erection was straining the zipper of my jeans; it seemed to be a permanent condition when she was around. She sat up, twining her arms around my neck and bringing my lips down to hers for a searing kiss.
She broke the kiss, leaning her forehead against mine. “You make me so crazy with wanting you; I don’t remember or care where we are. I’ve never had sex outside, but the other night on your bike was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever done. Now, here we are, in a meadow in the middle of the day and all I want to do is tear your clothes off and ride you like the stallion you are.”
Reaching up, I cupped her face. “Babe, sex is not an indoor sport. I see you and I want you. I hear your voice on the phone and I want you. I dream of you and I want you.”
As I said each word, I pushed the buttons of her blouse through their holes. Slipping my hand inside, I pushed one cup of her bra down, and the heavy weight of her breast spilled into my hand, her peaked nipple stiff against my palm. She moaned when I tweaked it.
Leaning forward to nuzzle my neck, she nipped at my throat; her position pushed her silky flesh deeper into my hand. Shifting positions, she swung her leg over my lap, straddling me. Shrugging a little, the blouse fell from her shoulders. Never releasing my gaze, she reached between her breasts and unclasped her bra, peeling the other cup away from her aroused nipple before dropping it.
Raising her arms brought her luscious breasts up and forward. She threaded her hands through her hair, lifting it into a ponytail high on her head, and then slid a hair tie from her wrist over it.
Leaning forward, I sucked a stiff nipple into my mouth. Her hands fell from her hair to mine. Rocking against my jean-covered erection, she moaned as I sucked harder then nuzzled between her breasts. Her motions grew more frenzied; she started rocking against me harder, telling me she was ready for more.
Sliding my hand down to the waistband of her jeans, I quickly unsnapped and unzipped them, pushing my hand inside her panties to her slick, wet, warm pussy. She greedily sucked in my finger so I added a second, stretching and pumping inside her—making sure my thumb rubbed across her clit each time. She arched her back, groaning as she absorbed the new sensation. I released her nipple, kissing my way across her smooth skin ‘til I found its twin, drawing it into the depths of my mouth as I sucked hard. She responded by grinding her pussy harder against my fingers. She maneuvered her hand between our bodies, finding my zipper, and released it, shifting my hips to pull my jeans down, allowing my cock to spring free.
I was hot and hard, pulsing—a bead of pre-cum appeared, which she spread around the broad head with her thumb. Lifting my head off her breast, she cupped my face between her hands. “Breech, I’m on the pill and it’s the wrong time of the month for me to get pregnant. Let me feel you skin-to-skin.”
Instead of answering her, I lifted her body ‘til she was above me, allowing her to grab my cock and lift it to her opening. Slowly I pushed up, breaching her body with the blunt head of my dick. I watched in fascination as my thick shaft disappeared inside her slick channel. Her body was primed, her juices helping her body accommodate my penetration. I didn’t stop pushing ‘til she was fully seated and I was balls-deep.
She pushed at my shoulders ‘til I was leaning backward on my elbows. Putting her hands on my abs, she lifted her body up and started a sinuous dance. Her breasts shook as she moved up and down on my cock, her tight sheath holding me snugly in her warm, wet depths.
The look of enjoyment on her face, the smell of the grass and flowers around us, the feel of the soft blanket under my naked ass, it all coalesced into one perfect moment of clarity.
I was in love with this woman. I would do anything—be anything, go anywhere—as long as she was with me.
In a swift movement, I circled her waist and turned, bringing her under me without breaking our connection. She let out a frightened squeak, grabbing for my shoulders, but allowed me to roll her onto her back.
Looking into her eyes, I pulled out slowly ‘til only the head of my cock remained inside of her. Her hips rose off the blanket, trying to get me to come back into her welcoming heat. I resisted her attempts to draw me back in, and her eyes turned questioning.
“Jiji, I think I’m in love with you.” I said. Her mouth dropped open, but no sound came out. Slowly I pushed in, watching her expression change from wide-eyed to heavy-lidded with carnal knowledge, but I didn’t stop ‘til, once again, I was fully seated inside her.
Lifting those lashes, she said, “I’m in love with you too, Breech.” We smiled at each other, both enjoying the moment of harmony. It didn’t last long; my cock was pulsing inside her, my body wanting me to move, to conquer, to ravish the beauty under me. Pushing her thighs down and out, she was wide open for me.
I began a hard, pounding rhythm, hitting her sweet spot on every downward stroke. She responded by lifting her hips, matching me perfectly. We moved in unison, each straining to reach the peak, but I refused to get off before she did. I felt her pussy tightening around my cock, and her back bowed off the blanket as her climax hit, almost strangling my cock in a tight embrace.
I pumped in a few more times, feeling the tingle spreading up my spine. I didn’t want to come; I wanted to stay in her welcoming body forever. Knowing that wasn’t possible, I pulled out, splatting her stomach and upper thighs with my come. Breathing hard, I rolled onto my back, covering my eyes with my forearm while I fought to catch my breath.
She lay next to me, breathing deeply, totally boneless in post-coital bliss. Rousing, I reached into the basket for a couple of napkins, cleaning us both up. Standing, I stuffed my junk back in my jeans then reached down, clasping hands with and pulling her up into my arms. “I’ve never told another woman I loved her before you.” Lifting up on her tiptoes, she kissed me gently on the lips.
“I didn’t know what love really felt like…until you, Breech. This all-consuming emotion is new to me, but I wouldn’t change it for a thing.”
Winding her hair around my fist, I pulled ‘til she was bent back over my arm. Leaning over, I kissed her hard and deep, pouring every ounce of emotion I was feeling into the kiss. She gripped my forearms, giving as much as she was getting.
We kissed until we had to come up for air, and she put her head against my chest, wrapping her arms around my waist and hugging me tightly. My throat closed up, and I felt my eyes well up with tears for this tiny slip of a woman I held in my arms.
“Breech, you’re smothering me.” Immediately I eased my grip, letting her go. Bending down and picking up her shirt and bra, I handed them to her.
Shyly she took them, turning her back to put them on. I smiled. We had just been as intimate as two people can be, and she had to turn her back to put her bra on. She was a walking contradiction.
We needed to pack up and get on the road, as it was starting to get late. She set to work, immediately repacking the uneaten food while I stowed the blanket in the saddlebags. She walked up to me, handing me the cooler which I strapped on the back while she put on her helmet.
Pushing her visor up, I lifted her ‘til I could kiss her lips. She giggled when I put her back on her feet. Waiting ‘til I took the bike off the stand, she hopped on the back, wrapping herself around me.
Driving us back to the hotel in the waning light, I thought about the afternoon and its revelations. I realized there wasn’t any place else I’d rather be in this point in my life—or anyone else I’d rather be with. I knew she was young, and she had plans for her future, and I’d be happy to help her reach her goals. I wanted her to succeed and as long as her plan included me, I’d be happy.