He reaches down, picking me up and carrying me, and I'm treated to see just how strong he is. I knew his legs were strong from riding, but he lifts me like I weigh nothing and carries me toward the lake. At first I think he's going to carry me to the freezing cold water, but then we're at the sand, and he's pulling at the zipper of his coat, pulling it off and dropping it to the grass below. “Lindsey . . .”
“Yes,” I say immediately, our kiss softening somewhat. There's still a lot of passion, and I turn around in his arms, letting him undo my top while I grind my ass back against his cock. He's hard already, and with the heat of our bodies, I'm sweating from the ride and his body pulling me back against him as he pulls my jacket off and cups my breasts, kissing and sucking on the curve of my neck. “Yes . . .”
We tumble to the ground, turning and kissing each other as he pulls me on top, my legs spreading to straddle his waist. His hands knead my ass, and he's moaning, trembling. I can tell it's been a while for him, but then again, it's been a long time for me too. This isn't going to be some endurance event, but I don't care. I just want him to pound me into submission.
We fumble, pushing and sliding our pants down, one of the drawbacks of bike pants I'm frustrated to discover, and finally, I roll off, pushing my pants down and getting on my hands and knees. “Give it to me!”
Aaron holds my waist tight as he drives in deep, both of us grunting at the force. It hurts a little. Like I said, it’s been a while, but it's a good hurt. He stretches me painfully, making me gasp. He stops, and I look back, shaking my head. “Keep going.”
I'm wet, which helps as he pulls back and slides in again, this time slower, and the pain dissolves in the wave of pleasure that washes out and fills my body. My gasp turns into a needy moan, and I push back into him, the warmth filling me inside and out as he thrusts again and again. We're going fast. I knew we couldn't last long, but I need this.
His cock is wonderful now, and wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me as he takes me. Not too hard, but not soft either. He drives into me, angling his hips so that the head of his cock is hitting just the right spot, and the fire builds hard inside me until I'm gasping, trembling on the edge. “Aaron . . .”
With a primal growl, he pulls me tight, his cock swelling deep inside me. He's on the edge too, and I feel the orgasm coiling deep in my stomach, big and needed. I want to feel his cock explode, and I dig into the sand, pushing back, squeezing my pussy around him. Aaron gasps, and suddenly, he's there, slamming into me hard as he comes hard and hot, blasting inside me.
It pushes me over the edge, and I'm coming, crying out his name so loud that the birds across the water are startled into flight, their screams nearly the same sound as mine as I squeeze tighter and tighter, not wanting to let this moment go. It's amazing, monumental, and I’m frozen in time.
But when time starts again, Aaron gathers me in his arms and we lay on the ground, close. I turn and nuzzle against him. “Thank you.”
“I should be thanking you,” Aaron replies, stroking my hair. All the anger is gone, replaced by a concern in his eyes that warms me. “Was I too rough at first?”
“It's just what I needed,” I reassure him. “I needed it. It's been a long time for me.”
Aaron stops, then nods, grinning. “Okay, I'll accept that. Lindsey . . . I know there are things we don't always tell each other. I guess it's hard when we spend most of our time together with a headwind in our face. But I'd like to think that after the weekend, and after this, that we're kind of beyond the point of just saying we like to ride bikes together.”
I hum and nod. “We are. And you're right. Sometime, I'd like to talk about all of that. But for now, it's probably getting a little late, and we need to get back to Point before the sun sets.”
“Okay. But let's take our time heading back to post. I'm not exactly in the mood for a sprint back.”
I tug at my pants, pulling them up as the chill wafts over my hips. Laughing softly, I nod in understanding. “I just had a very nice and,” I earnestly declare, looking down and seeing his softening cock, “very big cock inside me. That's not what you want right before a seat post is up your ass, so yeah, I could use an easy ride back too.”
Aaron laughs while I get up and finish pulling my pants up. As he pulls his own pants up and tucks his cock away, he smiles. “Not the way I thought I’d ever have sex while at the Point, but still good.”
“Good?” I ask, and he laughs, startling the birds back into flight at the sound.
“Okay . . . fucking amazing. Hell, I already want to do it again.”
I raise an eyebrow, smirking. “Well, we are planning to ride this Saturday. Let's see where the bikes take us.”
Chapter 5
Aaron
Sitting in my room, I'm frustrated. Looking at my bank account, I've got all of twelve dollars and thirteen cents left. And it's only the ninth of the month.