issue when I know she is the one for me.
After Alex left I didn’t do relationships. Our world was perfect in my eyes and to know that someone I loved and trusted could just leave me like that right around the time my father passed away guts me. I have trust issues to say the least.
“You happy, baby boy?” She calls out to the back seat.
“No!” he yells. That’s his new favorite word.
I’d almost rather hear him say damn it all the time than no.
“Well then.” Noelle laughs his mini rant off and mutters. “Temperamental like his daddy.”
We both are silently enjoying the ride until Jason says, “Mama” as we get to his other grandparents house.
“I wish, buddy,” I quietly say back to him and jump out before telling Noelle I’ll be right back.
Bag and Jason in hand, I walk up to the house and ring the bell. Never once have I felt that I could walk right in, even after all these years I’ve spent coming here.
Alex’s mom answers the door looking flushed and snatches Jason out of my arms with just enough time for me to give him a kiss and hand over his bag.
Assholes.
~~
The park is huge. They added a water park next to the theme park a while back, and I wish I would have told Noelle to bring her bathing suit. From what I saw last weekend her cycling classes are doing her body some good.
My dick starts to come alive when I think about me pulling loose the strings of the bottoms and watching them fall to the floor.
“What are you thinking about?” She asks catching me mid dirty thought.
“Just about how good your body felt under my touch.” I reach up sliding a finger down her cheek, and she blushes.
Noelle isn’t a blusher, so I know she is remembering too.
Once in the park, we walk to the right heading for the first roller coaster we see. She is unusually quiet and is looking everywhere but at me.
“Noe.” I stop her from going into the turnstile. “What’s wrong? You were excited to come here and now you are so quiet.”
She looks behind me like the answer is there. Apparently finding it she shocks me with her response. “I want to kiss you.”
A smile crosses my lips as I grab the back of her neck and pull her svelte body towards mine as she closes her eyes. Patrons whistle walking around us, but I don’t give a shit. Our foreheads meet, and I can feel her jagged breathing caressing my skin but I don’t kiss her.
“Let’s play a game,” I suggest. Her eyelids fly open and she pulls away.
“A game?” She says looking disappointed. Maybe I should have kissed her first but this seems like a lot more fun.
“Yea. A game. Truth or Dare.” I shrug. This seems to irritate her more until I see a tiny light bulb go off in that crazy head of hers.
“Truth or dare?” She asks.
“Truth.” I laugh out and she mutters, “Fuck.”
“I wanted you to say dare! Ass!” Yelling she walks through the turnstile and stomps up the stairs.
She is a pistol, and I love it.
I catch up to her just as she gets to the top of the steps and push my front into her back making it flushed against the corner of the railing just out of sight.
Her hair glides through my fingers easily as I push it aside and give her the gentlest of kisses on her shoulder blade. She’s wearing a green tank top and tight jean shorts that barely cover the bottom of her ass. My hands grip her hips and I whisper, “Ask me your question and I’ll give you that kiss you’re begging for.”
Her head leans back exposing her neck to me and I take a tiny nip. “Ask me, Noe.”
“Do you think of me?” She finally gives in.
“All the fucking time.” I kiss just under her ear listening to her quiet moans escape.
“I mean do you think of me…when you’re alone? At night? In the shower?”
“When I stroke myself, Noelle? I told you. All. The. Fucking. Time.” I bite at the edge of her ear. “Now turn around.”
She obeys, and I can see her nipples peaking through her top as her breasts rise and fall
After Alex left I didn’t do relationships. Our world was perfect in my eyes and to know that someone I loved and trusted could just leave me like that right around the time my father passed away guts me. I have trust issues to say the least.
“You happy, baby boy?” She calls out to the back seat.
“No!” he yells. That’s his new favorite word.
I’d almost rather hear him say damn it all the time than no.
“Well then.” Noelle laughs his mini rant off and mutters. “Temperamental like his daddy.”
We both are silently enjoying the ride until Jason says, “Mama” as we get to his other grandparents house.
“I wish, buddy,” I quietly say back to him and jump out before telling Noelle I’ll be right back.
Bag and Jason in hand, I walk up to the house and ring the bell. Never once have I felt that I could walk right in, even after all these years I’ve spent coming here.
Alex’s mom answers the door looking flushed and snatches Jason out of my arms with just enough time for me to give him a kiss and hand over his bag.
Assholes.
~~
The park is huge. They added a water park next to the theme park a while back, and I wish I would have told Noelle to bring her bathing suit. From what I saw last weekend her cycling classes are doing her body some good.
My dick starts to come alive when I think about me pulling loose the strings of the bottoms and watching them fall to the floor.
“What are you thinking about?” She asks catching me mid dirty thought.
“Just about how good your body felt under my touch.” I reach up sliding a finger down her cheek, and she blushes.
Noelle isn’t a blusher, so I know she is remembering too.
Once in the park, we walk to the right heading for the first roller coaster we see. She is unusually quiet and is looking everywhere but at me.
“Noe.” I stop her from going into the turnstile. “What’s wrong? You were excited to come here and now you are so quiet.”
She looks behind me like the answer is there. Apparently finding it she shocks me with her response. “I want to kiss you.”
A smile crosses my lips as I grab the back of her neck and pull her svelte body towards mine as she closes her eyes. Patrons whistle walking around us, but I don’t give a shit. Our foreheads meet, and I can feel her jagged breathing caressing my skin but I don’t kiss her.
“Let’s play a game,” I suggest. Her eyelids fly open and she pulls away.
“A game?” She says looking disappointed. Maybe I should have kissed her first but this seems like a lot more fun.
“Yea. A game. Truth or Dare.” I shrug. This seems to irritate her more until I see a tiny light bulb go off in that crazy head of hers.
“Truth or dare?” She asks.
“Truth.” I laugh out and she mutters, “Fuck.”
“I wanted you to say dare! Ass!” Yelling she walks through the turnstile and stomps up the stairs.
She is a pistol, and I love it.
I catch up to her just as she gets to the top of the steps and push my front into her back making it flushed against the corner of the railing just out of sight.
Her hair glides through my fingers easily as I push it aside and give her the gentlest of kisses on her shoulder blade. She’s wearing a green tank top and tight jean shorts that barely cover the bottom of her ass. My hands grip her hips and I whisper, “Ask me your question and I’ll give you that kiss you’re begging for.”
Her head leans back exposing her neck to me and I take a tiny nip. “Ask me, Noe.”
“Do you think of me?” She finally gives in.
“All the fucking time.” I kiss just under her ear listening to her quiet moans escape.
“I mean do you think of me…when you’re alone? At night? In the shower?”
“When I stroke myself, Noelle? I told you. All. The. Fucking. Time.” I bite at the edge of her ear. “Now turn around.”
She obeys, and I can see her nipples peaking through her top as her breasts rise and fall
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