wanted him.
Keeping the towel between them, Lee flexed her hips against him, rubbing along his stiff length and heard him groan with need. Again she did it, back and forth, as if she was riding him, but not letting him penetrate her yet. She could feel her own moisture soaking into the towel and it wasn’t too long before she felt herself rising to the crest of a climax. She took her mouth off his long enough to warn him and he encouraged her by pulling her harder against him.
As the tremors and spasms of her climax flowed through her she cried out against him. It had been so long. So long without sex, without a man, without someone to hold her. The heat and tremors in the soft wet folds at the apex of her thighs were still with her when she raised her head to look at him.
Lee’s eyes were dark, the pupils large. Her clear skin was flushed pink with the aftermath of the orgasm and Travis thought he’d never seen her looking more beautiful or desirable.
“Your turn,” Lee whispered, and moved off him to sit on the lounger next to him. His erection was still hard and throbbing, jutting straight out from his groin as he sat there. Lee leaned over him, putting her face into his lap and took him deep into her wet mouth. She suckled and licked at him, almost as if she was trying to devour him until she heard him cry out and pulse once, twice, three times in her mouth, filling it with a sweet tangy cream.
Travis lay back on the lounger and pulled her up to lie within the cradle of his arms. Lee was so much smaller than him, so delicate that she fit there perfectly. As if she was made for that space. She put her arm around his chest and her fingers played over his pectoral muscles, exploring him freely for the first time.
They both lay there feeling slightly stunned at what had just happened between them.
A long time later Lee sat up, shivering a little, realizing they must have dozed off. The sun had moved and left them in the shade and the early afternoon had turned slightly cooler. Travis roused himself and got to his feet, still naked and helped Lee to stand. He hadn’t planned to fall asleep and now realized he had to get home to get ready for work. Being a fireman wasn’t always the easiest of jobs, but it was what he loved. Tonight he was starting his week of night shift and he would probably be late.
“I have to go,” he said, placing a soft kiss on her lips. Lee looked up at him and smiled. She didn’t ask why or where, knowing that it wasn’t her place to put demands on him. Yes, they’d just had sex. Sort of. Yes, they were friends. Still, she’d never presume to put any demands on him, no matter how much she wanted to. He was racing away, as if he didn’t want to be with her anymore.
“No problem,” she replied, feeling a slight twinge inside. She leaned to pick up his shorts where he’d dropped them earlier and handed them to him. She was still tightly wrapped in her towel from earlier and now folded her arms across her chest and sent him another small smile.
Travis looked at her and wanted to talk, to explain. He could see that she was withdrawing again and feared losing her completely. “I’ll come over when I get back, okay?”
“Sure,” she agreed. “Whatever. You’re going to be late if you don’t get going now.”
As Travis walked back through the gate in the new fence, he had an uncomfortable feeling, like he’d just been dismissed. He turned to get one last look at her before he closed the gate, but all he could see of her in the early evening light was the back of her as she walked inside her house. Shaking his head, he latched the gate and went to get ready to report for duty.
Lee walked inside her house, stepping into the cool shadows and the shiver that went through her was from more than just the temperature of the kitchen. With Travis walking away she had the feeling that things had changed between them forever. She’d put her own lust and desires ahead of their
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