Last time…
He backs her against the door, pulling her tight against him, “And to think you thought this bike was dangerous.”
She leans in and kisses his neck, whispering in his ear, “It is…It so is.”
~The Ride Continues~
Continuation of “A Wild Ride”
She continues to kiss his neck as he whispers in her ear, “And this ride, my dear, is far from over.” She breaks contact with his neck, their eyes locking as their hearts begin to race in anticipation of what is still to come.
He smiles ‘that’ smile as the activities that had just ended on his bike came back to him as he breathed in the summer air; air laced with her scent. He reached out and laid his hand across her cheek, slowly slipping it behind her neck, pulling her into a passionate kiss. She closes her eyes, the back of her head resting against her front door, as his mouth begins to assault her neck. She runs her hands under his t-shirt, her nails grazing his skin, digging deeper as his hands move down her arms; slowly sliding them under her sundress. She opens her mouth trying to find her voice, the feel of his hands running over her hips, stealing her voice from her as she tries to catch her breath.
He continues to kiss across her chest, his tongue traveling across the top of her breasts as they peak through the top of her dress. She swallows hard, inhaling and exhaling deeply as he continues to assault her senses, “Bo…” she whispers, breathlessly.
He holds on to her hips, pulling her closer against him. She smiles when she feels his desire pressed against her, only causing her to want him more. She looks up at him, her eyes glazed with passion. He crashes his lips down onto hers; reaching around behind her to open the front door. He backs her through the doorway, their lips still locked in their passionate dance. He pauses for a moment, kicking the door closed, before continuing to back her into the living room. They carefully maneuver the two small steps leading into the room.
They continue to work their way into the room, backing into the end table sending the lamp crashing to the floor. They make their way towards the stairs, the noise the fallen lamp made was ignored as neither breaks the hold they have on each other. They step up onto the landing, his hands still holding her hips as he backs her against the wall. His hands slowly make their way up her sides, causing her to laugh against his mouth for a moment, his touch tickling her, as he makes his way to her breasts. He runs his fingertips over her breasts, her nipples hardening against the thin material of her dress, as their bodies grind against one another.
He reaches around her, cupping his hands around her bottom, lifting her up a bit. He uses the wall as leverage as he lifts her all the way up, her legs wrapping around his waist, in one fluid motion. Her arms wrap around his neck as they deepen their kiss.
He begins to make his way back into the living room. She breaks their kiss, both of them looking up the stairs and back at each other. Without saying another word he carries her upstairs to her bedroom. He pushes the door open with his shoulder, their lips still locked together in their passionate duel. Her legs are still wrapped tightly around his waist as he makes his way over to the dresser. He presses her against it as he reaches round her to turn on the radio.
The soulful strains of the music coming from the radio fills the air as she slowly slides down his body until she stands pressed between him and the dresser. He lays his hands on her hips pulling her into the middle of the room. He interlocks his hands behind her, resting them on the small of her back. She runs her hands up his chest, slowly slipping them around his neck.
Sometimes it amazes me
How strong the power of love can be
Sometimes you just take my breath away
You watch my love grow like a child
Sometimes gentle and sometimes wild
Sometimes you just take my breath away
Their bodies continue to move to the music, pressed so tightly against each other that nothing could slip between them. Their hips sway in perfect rhythm, their desire and longing for each other grows with each passing moment. With each touch, with each caress, each kiss, the fire within them intensifies; consuming them beyond reason.
And it's too good to slip by
Too good to lose
Too good to be there
Just to use
He brings his lips down onto her neck, kissing and nipping at that spot just below her ear. She lays her head back in pleasure, a long moan escaping from deep within her as he continues to assault her senses.
She slides her hands down his chest, stopping at the waist of his jeans. He takes her hands and stops her from finishing her task, whispering in her ear, “Not yet,” he says breathlessly, “We have all night, Red. And tonight is all about you.”
She brings her lips back down onto his, parting his lips with her tongue, deepening their kiss. He turns her around, still moving their bodies to the music as they make their way towards the bed. His hands move lower on her hips, sliding down her leg, finally making their way under her dress.
I'm gonna stand up on a mountain top
And tell the news
That you take my breath away
Her breath catches in her throat as his fingertips softly brush across her. Her nails dig in a bit harder as he continues to brush his fingers over her, teasing her. She moans against his mouth as they slowly lower themselves onto the bed, never letting go of the other.
They look deep into each other’s eyes as he lies there on top of her. She reaches up and pulls him down onto her, once again parting his lips with her tongue as his hands continue to run up and down the side of her legs, the thin material of her sundress barely causing a barrier between his fingers and her bare skin.
He breaks their kiss; their eyes’ locking once again as he reaches behind her neck and loosens the ties that confine her dress to her. They continue to look into each other’s eyes as he slowly lowers the bodice of her dress, revealing her sheer strapless bra. He lowers his lips onto her chest, kissing across her collarbone before traveling lower, his tongue slipping between her breasts, as his fingertips brush lightly across her nipples.
Sometimes it amazes me
How strong the power of love can be
Sometimes you just take my breath away
She arches her back as his tongue travels across the top of her breasts, sucking and caressing her soft skin. He reaches between them, unhooking the clasp of her bra, brushing his hands across her breasts as he slides the material from her skin. He runs his fingertips lightly along the outside of her breasts, barely making contact with her, as he takes her mouth in another passionate kiss.
She reaches between them once again seeking him out, and once again he stops her. He breaks their kiss, brushing the hair from her passion flushed skin, “This isn’t about me, my love. This is all about you. Please let me pleasure you tonight.”
She wraps her hands around his neck pulling him back down onto her lips. Their kiss deepens as his hands seek out her breasts. After a moment he breaks their kiss, his mouth now seeking out her breast. She releases a deep moan as he sucks and pulls on her nipple. She arches her back causing him to take more of her into his mouth. His hand caresses her other breast, rolling her erect nipple between his fingertips.
His hands move lower, reaching once again under her dress. His hands brush lightly along the inside of her thigh as he seeks out her moist center. She inhales quickly at the feel of his finger as it slowly slips between her soft folds. He continues to caress her breast with his tongue as his finger slips in and out of her, teasing her with his movements. She reaches above her, gripping the headboard, her knuckles turning white as her grip tightens with each thrust of his finger within her moist folds.
She runs her fingers along the waistband of his boxers. She slowly lowers his jeans and boxers over his hips. He breaks contact with her as he kicks his jeans and boxers off in one swift motion.
He climbs back onto the bed and kneels in front of her as he slips his t-shirt over his head, throwing it aside. He reaches out; caressing her ankles as he slowly unbuckles her sandals, dropping them one by one onto the floor. He reaches over and unties the side of her dress, pulling the piece of thin material away from her body with his teeth, completely revealing her to him.
He moves from beside her until he’s straddled over her, his tongue now replacing his finger, bringing her closer and closer with each movement. His tongue darts in and out of her, her back arching to meet his touch. He can tell she’s close to her release so he breaks contact; slowly kissing up her stomach and across her chest.
Your beauty is there in all I see
And when I feel your eyes on me
Ohhh, don'tcha know you just take my breath away
He sits up and looks at her lying there in front of him, her skin flushed with unreleased passion, her breathing quick and steady. She reaches out and lays her hand over his heart. He takes her hand off his chest and intertwines his fingers with hers, taking her other hand in his once again and drawing them high above her head. He leans in and whispers in her ear, “You’re so beautiful, so very beautiful. You take my breath away.”
She leans up and kisses him, a tear escaping from her eyes, “Please, Bo. Now, make love to me now.”
And it's too good to slip by
Too good to lose
Too good to be there
Just to use
She released a deep moan as he slowly slipped inside of her. His movements start out slow, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm; as though they were dancing.
She wraps her long legs around him drawing him deeper within her. They stare into each other’s eyes. The emotions playing across their faces and reflected in each other’s eyes continue to bring them closer to the edge. They know what each look, each moan, each catch of their breath meant. They knew what the other wanted, what they needed with just a look; words have never been needed.
I'm gonna stand up on a mountain top
And tell the news
That you take my breath away
His movements quicken, her hips moving to meet his thrusts. Their pace intensifies just as the skies light up and the thunder begins to roll across the sky. The skies open up in a mid summer thunder storm. The rain beats down on the roof, giving them a new song to ‘dance’ to as they continue to move in perfect harmony.
The lightening once again streaks across the sky, the thunder clapping so loudly it drowns out their voices as they call out each other’s names in ecstasy; their bodies finally giving into their release.
And it's too good to slip by
Too good to lose
Too good to be there
Just to use
I'm gonna stand up on a mountain top
And tell the news
That you take my breath away
Oh yes you take my breath away
They lay together afterward, their hearts still racing, their breaths coming rapidly as they come down from their lovemaking. After a moment he rolls her on top of him. She sits up, straddling him, their bodies still intertwined in the most intimate way possible.
He looks at her, her skin still flushed, her heart still racing. He reaches out, running his finger down her body; starting under her chin, making his way down her neck, between her breasts and down her stomach. He smiles, “You feel so good,” he whispers.
She takes his hand in hers and lays them alongside them on the bed as she leans in for a kiss. She drops her head on his chest as they both begin to laugh. She sits up and looks down at him. He smiles, “And I thought the thunder was loud.”
She laughs, “I guess I’m hungry.”
“Sounds like it,” he says with a wink.
She leans in and kisses him before rolling off of him, pulling the sheets off the bed with her. He looks over at her as she wraps the sheet around her. He raises himself up onto his elbow, “Where are you going?” he says with a smile.
She backs up towards the door, “Just lay back and wait. I’m going to make you a special treat.”
He sits up in the bed, listening to her down in the kitchen. A few minutes later she walks into the room, carrying a tray, the items hidden under the cloth napkin. She sets the tray down on the bed. She steps back, dropping the sheet to the floor. She climbs back onto the bed, straddling his legs.
She reaches over and throws back the napkin, revealing the items she brought up from the kitchen. Bo looks at the tray and then back at Nora, “Where’s the ice cream?”
She reaches over and picks up the bottle of chocolate sauce, popping the lid open with her teeth. She leans in and kisses him, leaving traces of chocolate behind, “My dear, this treat only has four ingredients. You, me, this chocolate sauce and our favorite accessory, whipped cream.”
“And they say you can’t cook,” he says as he licks the chocolate from his finger, after wiping it from her cheek.
She smiles seductively as she turns the bottle over, slowly drizzling the sweet syrup over his chest and down his stomach. She drops the bottle onto the bed beside them.
He closes his eyes when he feels her tongue on his skin, slowly making her way from his stomach, up his chest, before crashing her lips onto his. She deepens their kiss as he runs his hands up and down her back, reaching between them, slowly caressing her breasts as they kiss. She breaks their kiss, kissing back down his chest, to his stomach, taking him in her mouth. He exhales deeply, as she pleasures him.
He reaches out, a few minutes later, causing her to break contact with him. She kisses back up his chest, her tongue seeking out his neck as she continues to lick the sweet syrup from his skin. He wraps his arms around her, pulling her down on top of him, before rolling her over onto her back.
“Your turn,” he says as he picks up the can of whipped cream. He shakes the can as he leans in for a quick kiss. He pops the lid off, sending it flying somewhere across the room. He looks down at her and smiles as he turns the can upside down, covering her breasts with the sweet confection, slowly coating down her stomach.
He takes her hands in his once again, intertwining their fingers, resting them alongside her as he lowers his mouth onto her breasts, slowly licking the sweet cream from her skin. She lets out a moan as he makes his way down her stomach, his breath caressing her center as he continues to remove the whipped cream from her body.
They spend the next hour enjoying the taste of one another, enjoying being back in each other’s lives, and back in each other’s arms.
As the storm subsides outside the storm of passion within her bedroom continues. After another hour of making love, he sits up, straddling her body, their hands still locked together. He pulls her against him as he slides off the bed, pulling her with him.
She stands in front of him, reaching out to remove a speck of whipped cream from his cheek. He reaches behind her, picking her up and carrying her into the bathroom. He sets her down in front of the shower, reaching around her to turn on the water.
They step into the shower, the hot water cascading down their bodies as he pulls her close, kissing her passionately as the room fills with steam. He slowly backs her up against the wall of the shower, their bodies pressed against each other as they deepen their kiss.
It doesn’t take long for the passion between them to ignite once again, their hands seeking out the other, as their tongues continue their seductive duel. He reaches behind her, lifting her off her feet, as he slowly slips inside her. Their dance continues, the once hot water turning cold before they step out of the shower.
Moments later they lay together once again, spooned perfectly against one another. Bo pulls her even tighter, resting his head against her shoulder as he leans in to kiss her hair; inhaling the scent of the shampoo he just finished washing her hair with. He kisses her neck, before whispering in her ear, “I love you, Nora Buchanan. I never imagined a few short months ago that I’d ever say those words to you again. But here we are, together again, and I’m never letting you go.”
She turns around to face him, reaching out to run her finger down his face, “I love you too, Bo Buchanan, and I want to spend every day telling you that, and every night showing you. The love I have for you is the best part of me and I am so lucky that I have the chance once again to share the best part of me with you.”
He leans in and kisses her deeply, and as the storm begins to rage outside once again, they lay in each other’s arms, their future stretched out before them, their past a distant memory.