A place to soothe the mind and ease the soul. Two necessities in LJ’s world and a place he bet Holly would love.

“Can I get down?” Holly asked the moment his boots hit the ground.

After cutting the engine, he glanced over his shoulder at the excitement written across her fresh, makeup-free face. “Sure, sugar. Need help with the helmet?”

“Nah, I got it.” She wiggled a few times, her tits and the heat between her thighs rubbing all over him. LJ bit back a groan as his dick hardened. “See?” She hopped off the bike and held out the helmet like some kind of offering.

“I see.” He took the helmet and hung it from the handlebars. As he watched her practically skip off, he was helpless to do anything but stare. Even in ratty workout pants and an old T-shirt, the woman was hot. Smokin’ hot.

LJ swung his leg over the bike then strode to her. Standing with her back to him, she had her arms folded across her chest and her gaze fixed on the mesmerizing view. As he came up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her middle. Man, did she fit well there, snuggled against his perking dick.

“LJ, this is incredible,” she said in a soft voice as she gazed at the twinkling lights of the towns hundreds, even thousands of feet below.

Rather than take in the gorgeous scenery, he stared down at the woman enjoying it. “Yeah, it sure as fuck is.”

She tilted her head up and back. “You’re not looking. How do you know it’s beautiful?” Her pink tongue came out and swiped along her bottom lip. That move alone had his cock twitching with need.

“Trust me, nothing out here is more beautiful than what I’m looking at right now.”

“LJ…” she said, breathless.

“No bullshit, Holly, I like you. Really fucking like you. I like your sass. I like your sweetness. I like how you try to take care of everyone you know by bringing them treats.”

Her lips curved. Fucking spellbinding mouth.

“I also like this body. Fuck, do I like your body.” As he spoke, he ran his hands over her hips, her ass, her sides. “All these sexy curves.” Then he stroked up until he cupped her large tits. They filled his hands to the brim, and he groaned as he gave them a sensual squeeze. “And these tits. Goddamn, woman, these tits were made for my hands.” He bent and nipped her ear while rubbing his thumbs over her hardened nipples. “And my mouth.”

Her eyes fell shut, mouth tipped up as though waiting for his kiss. And who was he to turn down that unspoken request? Still teasing her nipples, he captured her lips in a kiss that began soft and exploratory but ramped up to warp speed the second she whimpered into his mouth.

Fuck, that needy little noise drove him out of his mind. Through her T-shirt and thin bra, he pinched her nipples, and she arched her back with a sharp cry. Their lips separated only long enough for the shout to escape before he fused them again and devoured her like a man who hadn’t eaten in a week.

Holly’s ass ground against his erection, nearly bringing him to his knees. His cock was so hard, LJ’s head spun from the lack of blood flow.

A little rumble that sounded a whole lot like frustration erupted from Holly’s throat, causing LJ to chuckle. With quick movements, he spun her, grabbed handfuls of her ass and hauled her up his body. Before he even had her in position, her legs circled his back, crossing at the ankles.

“Better?” he asked, finding her mouth yet again.

“So much better.” Now she could rub against his cock all she wanted, giving her some relief from the sharp arousal. At least he assumed she felt as desperate for release as he did.

“God, LJ, you’re so strong.” Her head fell back, and he took immediate advantage, running his tongue up the side of her neck.

“Wait until you feel all that power fucking into you, baby.” He kissed the underside of her chin, then down to her collar bone where he sucked at the junction of her neck and shoulder.

“Yesss,” Holly hissed.

“Need to get this fucking shirt off you.” He growled as he tried to hold her and remove her tee at the same time.

He cursed when the top got stuck between them, drawing a giggle from Holly. “You can put me down, big guy,” she said.

“Fuck that.” In a feat of clothes-removing magic, he managed to keep her in his arms and riding his cock through his jeans while he worked the shirt up her body. Together, they yanked it up and off her shoulders. He did the same with her bra, not bothering to unclasp it, just jerking it up and off her body which had Holly laughing. For a million bucks, LJ couldn’t have said where either garment landed. He was too busy taking in the sight of the creamy breasts that had become his new obsession.

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