Chapter Five #2
Spinning around, his eyes widen, appraising my body thoroughly. “Damn. You look amazing in everything.”
Blushing at his compliment, he strides towards me, snaking his arms around my waist. Kissing me soundly, he groans as I lick his lips, asking for entry. He opens immediately, his tongue licking mine with lazy strokes.
I wish we could stay like this, but we have a date and I’m genuinely excited about experiencing this with him. I grip his hand, pulling him to the door. “Come on, I want to ride the Ferris wheel!”
Chuckling behind me, he locks the door as I hurry outside. He helps me in the truck and we’re on the road in no time.
Turning on the radio, he’s surprised when I immediately find the rock station.
I crank up the volume, belting out the words to an old classic.
Glancing at him, his fingers tap the steering wheel while I murder the lyrics to one of my favorite songs.
He grins, and squints a few times when I sing off key, but he joins me during the chorus.
This feels good, letting go and having fun. It’s been a long time. Gabe joining me in the high only makes it sweeter.
We sing along with the radio the entire drive and before I know it, we’re pulling into the fairgrounds. Opening my door, he takes my hand, and we head into the open field. He purchases our tickets as I take everything in.
It’s beautiful. The sun is setting, pink and orange light streaking the sky. People are smiling, hurrying to their favorite rides. The smell of funnel cakes and corn dogs fill the air. Looking around, I’m overwhelmed with eagerness to ride everything.
The Scrambler is to my right while the Carousel is to my left. My favorite, the Ferris wheel, is just a few hundred feet in front of me, begging for my ass in a seat.
“What do you want to ride first, baby? You’re about to explode if I don’t get you on something.” He grins as I look around trying to decide.
“I want to save the Ferris wheel for last. It’s my favorite, but I want to ride the Flying Scooters first.” Pulling him behind me, we get in line for the ride. Surprisingly short, there are only a few people ahead of us.
As we wait, the sky darkens, and he pulls me close. “Look. All the lights are coming on.”
The beautiful atmosphere and the gorgeous man holding me is all I need in this moment. I feel like a teenager again. This is what I’ve been missing for so long. I never had this with my ex, even when we were dating.
The ride stops and the worker opens the gate to let us in. We cram ourselves into one of the scooters and I can’t help but smile. Gabe slides his arm around my shoulders, and I lean into him.
“I should warn you. I love all rides, but I’m a screamer. Don’t be concerned.” I tell him, patting his thigh.
He leans close, his lips pressing against my ear. “I like it when you scream.”
My breath hitches and heat floods my body. He leans back, winking with a sly grin.
The ride begins slowly, and my heart is beating wildly. Before I know it, we’re in the sky, flying in circles. Screams burst from my throat and pure exhilaration fills me. Gabe laughs heartedly, his arm squeezing around me. I may be twenty-eight, but this is fucking awesome.
It’s the little things in life, right?
We fly through the air for a few minutes, the screams finally dying in my throat. The ride slows and after another minute, it comes to a stop. Getting out of the scooter, we walk down the metal ramp, exiting the gate.
Gripping my wrist, he twirls me around, wrapping his arms around me. Crashing his lips to mine, he kisses me like we’re the only two people here. Moaning against his mouth, I dig my nails into his biceps, holding on for a different kind of ride.
Pulling away, our eyes lock, a familiar storm brewing. “I want to see you smile and laugh like this every day. How many fair rides do I need to buy?”
I cup his face gently. “It’s not just the rides. It’s who I’m with.”
His eyes soften as his fingers sweep the ponytail over my shoulder. “Just for saying that, I’ll reward you with junk food. What’ll it be?”
“Funnel cake!” The words burst from my mouth so quickly, we both laugh. Holding hands, we find the concession stand selling what I want. He orders and it comes out hot and fresh.
We sit at a picnic table, sharing the messy, delicious sweetness while drinking chocolate milkshakes.
We hatch a plan, and after riding everything we can, the moment has finally arrived.
“Are you ready for the finale, baby girl?” We step in line for the Ferris wheel and I’m damn near bouncing on my feet.
“So ready!”
We walk through the gate as the worker unlocks it, but Gabe stops behind me. Glancing over my shoulder, he’s talking to the girl, slipping her some cash. He saunters over with a grin, quickly settling us into a car. He secures the bar across our lap, pulling me against him.
“What was that about?” I ask curiously.
His eyes dance with mischief. “You’ll see.”
Opening my mouth to question him further, the ride starts to move. The excitement takes over and I gaze out at the field of lights as we lift higher into the air. His eyes are on me as the wheel stops at the top.
“Why did we stop?” I look down and the girl from the gate is standing in front of the control box.
He grips my chin with his fingers, turning me to face him. “I gave her a tip to have a temporary malfunction.”
“Why?” My voice cracks, my body heating with desire.
“So, I can do this.” He leans in, kissing me gently.
Melting against him, I moan as he licks into my mouth. Cupping his face with one hand, I deepen the kiss, grateful for this romantic man. He glides his hand down my arm, leaving goosebumps behind. Sliding my fingers into his hair, his hand dives between my legs, rubbing the seam of my shorts.
The pressure hits my clit perfectly and I whimper against his mouth. He bites my bottom lip, pulling it tightly before releasing it. Increasing the pressure between my legs, he licks the shell of my ear. “Can you come in the sky for me, baby?”
Oh God.
His finger presses harder as my body trembles against him.
My head tilts to the side as his ragged breaths reach my ear.
I try to spread my legs wider, but the safety bar holds them in place.
Biting my bottom lip, I dig my nails into his forearm.
Barely registering the sound of thunder, my eyes roll back as my pussy clenches.
“There’s a storm coming. Give me what I want.” His raspy voice demands my release.
My body stiffens as a powerful orgasm rips through me.
My lips part, but he swallows my moans of pleasure with his mouth.
The wheel begins to move just as rain drops start to fall.
Wrapping his arms around me, he breaks our kiss, his hand sliding from between my legs.
We gaze at each other, breathing heavily, not giving a damn about getting soaked.
“Gabe.” There are emotions weighing between us in this moment and I’m not ready to think about them.
It’s too soon.
The ride comes to a stop, and we exit the car. The rain is coming down harder now and we run to his truck, parked under some trees in the back of the field. I head to the driver’s side so we can both jump in quickly. He slams the door, sexual tension filling the air of the cab.
I’ve never been so turned on. We lunge for each other, hands and mouths clashing together. Never breaking the kiss, he shifts to the middle of the bench seat, pulling me onto his lap. Straddling him, I grind my pussy against his wet jeans.
He fists my drenched hair, tugging my head back, feasting on my throat. Desperate sounds escape my lips as my hands dive into his wet hair, clutching the strands tightly. He groans, the vibration igniting a fire inside me.
“Gabe, I need you.” I’m breathless, aching for him to fill me.
“Fuck.” He bites my neck, pinching a hard nipple through my wet shirt.
He glances around at our surroundings. “Your shirt stays on this time. I don’t want anyone seeing my woman.”
Heat furls in my belly and I nod frantically. I’m not one to have sex in public, but I need him, now.
Unbuttoning my shorts, we maneuver our bodies, removing the saturated material.
He groans, realizing I’m not wearing panties. “You’re trying to kill me.”
A strained laugh escapes me as I unbutton his jeans. We both lift our hips as he slides them down along with his briefs. I lick my lips when his long, thick cock springs free.
Sliding a finger inside me, he growls. “Lift up, baby girl. I need inside this tight pussy.”