Chapter 37
Chiefy, usually in the backseat looking out the windshield, licking his ear or Grace”s cheek, or generally looking out the window, slept all the way home. Which, granted wasn”t that far, but she didn”t stir. There were no bikers in sight on the road, which made them both smile. Turning up the driveway, he could see this being his future. Grace and Chiefy in the truck with him, driving up their scenic driveway, eager to end the evening together in their beautiful home.
He pulled to a stop at the top of the driveway, next to Grace”s car. She opened her door and Sid”s head whipped around to look at her. ”I love opening your door for you.”
Her smile was perfect, but tired. ”I love that you do. But, I thought you were tired.”
”Honey, I”m tired, you”re tired. Even Chiefy”s tired. But, that doesn”t mean we get lazy about the little things I do to show you I love you. Once couples get lazy, things begin to fade. Let”s not fade away.”
Her throat moved as she swallowed, their eyes locked on each other”s for some time. She took a deep breath. ”Thank you.”
He nodded once and jumped from the truck. Opening Grace”s door, he held his hand out to her, kissed her fingers when she placed them in his hand, and steadied her as she stepped down to the ground. Chiefy stood in the backseat, her panting now steaming up the windows.
He opened the back door as Grace gathered her bag and purse, Chiefy jumped down, sniffed a bit and peed. Then the three of them walked to the house together.
Inside, Grace checked Chiefy”s dishes for food and water. Chiefy checked them too. Sid locked the doors, then watched in wonder at the turn in his life in such a short amount of time. Grace joined him at the beginning of the hallway and hand in hand they walked to the bedroom.
Inside the bedroom, Chiefy found her bed and turned about five circles before settling in. He shrugged his clothes off as did Grace and they slid into their big bed, facing the windows, with the view of the water below.
Grace rolled over and kissed his lips. Softly, gently, her tongue slipped into his mouth and slid along his tongue. His hands found her ass, and pulled her up. Her soft, full breasts against his chest felt like heaven, and his cock twitched.
Grace straddled him, their lips still seeking, searching, molding to the others. She began to rock against his cock, and his breathing became short stutters of air coming in and leaving. His heartbeat increased to a rapid tempo, much like Hart the Hurricane”s had played tonight, the music still ringing in his ears. When Grace sat up, the moonlight played across her body in a hypnotic dance, the waves of the water casting shadows and lights on her skin. He reached forward and filled his hands with her breasts, squeezing lightly, enjoying the feel of her soft warm flesh against his work-roughened hands. Her lips turned up in a smile, her hair fell about her shoulders in soft dark waves. She was a siren calling him to do unspeakable things to her and he was only happy to oblige.
He slid his hands down to her belly. It was soft and slightly rounded. It was the first time she”d allowed him to fully see her body. He wasn”t disappointed. She was beautiful.
She rose up slightly and fit the head of his cock to her entrance, pushing down slightly so the head was covered in her moisture. She grinned a sassy grin, splayed her hands over his chest, and slowly lowered herself onto his cock. It was the sexiest thing he had ever in his entire life seen and felt. It was exquisite.
He heard a groan, believed it came from him, but honestly, all he cared about right now was Grace. She lifted and lowered herself over and over, each time those gorgeous breasts bounced and moved and he didn”t know if he wanted to watch her face, her breasts, or where they were joined together. In the end, he watched her breasts dance to and fro as she lifted and lowered. They were perfect.
Her movements grew faster, their skin heated and she had an ethereal glow. Incredible.
He placed his hands on her hips and helped her to reach her release, the moans that escaped from her were hypnotic and rhythmic and musical.
She panted harder, ”Sid.” She huffed out. He smiled as he looked into her eyes. ”Let it go, baby.”
She moved a few more times, faster and faster, until she cried out his name once more as her body jerked. She fell onto his chest and he wrapped her in his arms. Allowing her a moment, his body sought its own release, and he lifted his hips and held hers in place as he managed to pump into her a few times and let his orgasm rage out of him. He jerked and moved until the last of his seed had spilled, then he wrapped his arms tightly around her body and held her close. They fell asleep just like that and he”d never forget that night for as long as he lived. He knew that immediately. It was simply perfection.