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"Okay, I've placed that.Where are we in relation to Globe?"
"Remember when we hit the T a few miles back?"
"Yeah."It was hard to miss the confusion in her voice and he could imagine the cute little crease that would mar her forehead as she waited for him to answer.
"If you turned the other way at that intersection, you're about four miles from Globe."
She was quiet a moment and he knew if it were him, he would be plotting the distance and direction they were headed on his own mental image, so he assumed that's what she was doing.
"So, if I remember right, eventually this road will lead into New Mexico."
"You're right, but we're not going that far.Not tonight."
"Aww, I bet it would be a pretty trip."
"It's a great trip, but you're not used to a bike and that's at least a two-day trip, maybe more depending on where all you go."Mac had a hard time reigning in the surge of excitement that rushed through him at the disappointment in her voice.How had he lived beside her for however long it had been, and not talked to her?Not found out how much she liked some of the same things he did?He couldn't help but have a momentary pang of regret at the lost time, but he could only take advantage of what time they had, as long as they had it."We can plan a trip like that if you'd like."
"Really?I'd like that."Her arms around his middle squeezed tight for a moment then relaxed.
Mac wanted to ask her to do that again but didn't let himself.He was having a hard time not thinking about how amazing she felt pressed against him and how close her hands were to his cock as it was.He couldn't help but wonder if she had the same stray thoughts, or even similar ones.He could hope she might invite him in after they finished their ride, but he wouldn't push.And he was hoping pretty damned hard at the moment.
They rode in silence for a while.He felt her moving, twisting and looking around, but her grip around his middle only loosened a little, not enough that there was any danger of her falling off or getting too far away.Tight enough he couldn't miss the pressure of her round tits digging into his back.
Trying to distract himself, he tried to remember the towns ahead of them and the offerings as far as where they could eat as well as what might or might not be open on a Sunday.
"What kind of food do you want?"
"I don't care, I'm not all that picky."She went quiet a moment and he thought she'd finished speaking, but she continued, "Besides, I have no clue what the options even are."
"I was trying to remember that.I'm not sure to be honest.It's a decent size community, but it's all small towns.There will be a lot not open because it's Sunday.Fast food is a sure bet to be open, and there will be some local places, but I think all the Mexican food is closed on Sundays.There's pizza, both local places and a couple chains likePizza HutandLittle Caesars."
"Fast food doesn't do much for me, butPizza Hutsounds okay, or something local, if we can find something open."
"We'll find something, I'm just not sure what.At least not yet.No worries though, we won't starve."He couldn't help but chuckle to himself as she shifted a little behind him, as if her ass was starting to ache.It likely was and getting off the bike, even to sit on a chair or in a booth, would help.A bike put pressure and rubbed in places most people weren't used to.
They passed through a small town, then over a long bridge.
"Where is this?"
Mac liked how the headset in the helmets made it feel like she was right next to him, speaking into his ear as if they'd just been naked and sweaty.
"That was the town of San Carlos, this side of the river is Peridot."By the time he'd finished speaking they'd left the little speck of a town behind and were once more surrounded by the greasewood and mesquite that made up most of the southern Arizona landscape.There was cactus mixed in, but they'd left the saguaros behind in favor if beaver tail and chollas.Mac loved this part of the route.There was a stretch of rolling hills and you went up and down, up and down, and if you weren't careful, you could get road sick, or your passenger could.Still, it was one of his favorite stretches of highway.There were a few more hills after Peridot, but not many and soon there were crossing another long bridge and he slowed the bike to a little below the already lowered speed limit.
"Geeze, how many rivers are there here?"
"Only two that I'm aware of, the others were washes.But they lead into the lake over there."He motioned to the right to where the Reservoir was hidden by the hilltops that made the long, narrow valley that had filled with water when they'd built a dam across the river about ten miles upstream from where they'd just crossed.
"And where are we now?"
"This is Bylas.If you drove through at full speed, you'd miss it with a blink, but there have been too many accidents and the speed limit drops through here to help stop them."
Elyse didn't respond, instead he felt her looking around.He kept a careful eye out too.People were known to step out in the road without looking to see if anyone was coming.
Before long, they'd passed through the tiny town that could best be described as a wide spot in the road.Mac twisted the accelerator and felt the surge of power as the bike sped up to the resumed speed limit.The landscape changed a bit as they left most of the rolling hills behind and fields started popping up here and there, then became more common.By the time they crossed the third long bridge in just over an hour, they had passed more fields than cars in the last ten miles.
Mac slowed as houses became more frequent around them.
"What's that?It's huge!"
