Page 65 of Make You Love Me

We get back on my bike and get to the end of the road in no time. I pull to the side but don’t get off yet. Lottie speaks up, “Please tell me we aren’t going through that pitch black tunnel Grey?” That makes me chuckle.

Several other bikes and cars are parked off to the side where we are. “So where is everyone, what is this place?”

“Kinda creepy huh?”

She shivers as she says, “Yeah it’s weirdly quiet and just so strange the tunnel comes up out of nowhere and it looks like nothing but trees on the other side of it.”

“It’s actually called ‘The road to nowhere’. Years ago they were building this road as a cut through and never finished it, so the road literally ends here at this tunnel. You can walk through the tunnel and there are cool trails on the other side.”

I feel her shake her head behind me. “Hell no, that sounds like an awful idea.” I laugh again and then I feel the first drop of rain. “Damn I swear when I looked this morning, they weren’t calling for rain. Let me look on my radar.”

Checking my weather app, it looks like a small shower is heading our way. I show my phone to Lottie. “I know you are going to hate this idea, but I have something we can do to pass the time.” She looks at me skeptically. “Trust me?” She nods and I crank my bike back up. Slowly heading towards the tunnel, I feel her squeeze my torso. The light on my bike shows another couple walking this way with flashlights in hands.

“I’ll keep my light on for now, okay?” We’re barely inside the tunnel just enough to cover us from the rain. I reach into my saddlebag and take out the black can of spray paint. Shaking it, I say, “What should I write?” That seems to excite her because she jumps right off the bike and looks around at some of the other graffiti covering the concrete walls.

The other couple passing us speaks up, “Damn, I guess we didn’t beat the rain.”

“No but the radar doesn’t look like it will be long,” I say, not sure if they’re on a bike or not.

“Okay thanks. Y’all have a good one. If the rain stops, the hiking trails on the other side have some awesome views.”

“Thank you, we will definitely keep that in mind,” Lottie responds before they make a run towards one of the parked cars. I give her a look that says you know damn well you won’t keep that in mind.

Ignoring me she says, “Ooooh, I have a good idea.”

“Okay, give it to me, Stacks.”

“What about an anchor with "Grey" on one side and "Stacks" on the other… or is that too cheesy?” I love that idea, looking down at the charm bracelet as her eyes go to my tattoo.

“Cheesy or not, that’s fucking perfect.” I get to work painting. I may not be the best artist, but I do know a little something about painting bikes so I’m not half bad.

When I’m finished, she giggles at our corniness and snaps a few pictures of it.

“This just means we have to come back every so often and make sure it's still here.”

“Deal, but next time, let's come when it's broad daylight.”

“I can make that happen. The rain looks like it's slowing down.”

“Yes, but you know what… I want to do something before it does.” She steps out from under the shelter of the tunnel and pulls me into the rain. She goes up on her tippy toes and kisses me, then says, “Every girl should be kissed in the rain at least once in her life.”

Smirking at her, I say, “Oh yeah?” Before she responds I am on her. My lips and body crashing into hers, heart thumping in my chest. Today is what I want every day. Her, all of her, no holding back. She gives back as much as she gets. Slow and sensual, yet hurried and needy. She wraps her legs around me when I pick her up. I can feel the heat from between her legs, lighting me up inside even more. I need to have some self-control. Pulling back, I put my forehead to hers. “Fuck Babygirl. I can only handle so much. Don’t forget, I know what it feels like to have your sweet pussy squeezing my cock.” She closes her eyes and lets out a little moan. I have to step back and adjust my cock in my pants.

“Greyson I’m…" I put my finger to her lips, knowing if she tells me she’s ready, I may not be able to control myself. I really don’t want to fuck her for the first time in what feels like forever somewhere that I can’t take my time.

“When you’re ready, I want to kiss and lick every inch of you. I want to see every part of you and not have to worry about someone walking up and seeing what’s mine,” I say, taking her chin in my grip. “I’m already jealous enough of other dudes riding by and seeing how perfect your ass looks on the back of my bike. Much less if anyone saw this beautiful face and body while I make you come.”

Grabbing my hand, she pulls us back into the tunnel and pushes me to sit on the side of my Harley. The kickstand still holding it up, she reaches over and surprises me by turning my bike light off.

“Let’s get these off of you, I’d like to finish what I started the other night.” Turned on by the thought and the possessiveness in her tone, I unzip my jeans and do as I'm told. “I’m going to erase that bitch from our memory.”

I’m a little stunned by her words but I know in a weird way she needs to do this for herself even if Amber doesn’t mean shit to me and never has. “Babygirl, it never remembered her to begin with.” Lottie pulls at my pants, silently telling me to give her more access. She jerks them over my hips as soon as I lift up. Quickly getting on her knees once she has me like she wants me. I almost feel bad she’s getting down in the dirt for me but my dark and depraved side loves that she wants to get dirty for me. Just as my eyes start to adjust to the darkness, she licks me from the center of my balls all the way to the tip of my rock-solid cock.

“I want to be the only tongue…” Lottie starts kissing the head of dick like it’s my mouth. When she gets to the sensitive underside, I feel like I’m going to lose my shit.“The only lips...” Then she moves to my heavy sack and takes them into her mouth. When she lets them go with a pop she says, “The only mouth that ever touches your beautiful cock again.”

I moan her name and say, “Trust me, from the moment I saw you, you are all my cock has ever wanted.” With that statement, she goes to town sucking me… wrapping those full lips around my length and gliding up and down. My pre cum and her saliva mixes and drips down her chin, creating the sight wet dreams are made of. I wish I could see her hazel eyes better as she looks at me while taking me down her throat. When she moans around me from her own pleasure, I feel my orgasm start to build.

Grabbing her head, loving the pace she’s going at, I look past my cock and see the slight bounce to her tits and that does me in. Exploding into her mouth… she takes every drop. “Damn Lottie—” I say just as we hear footsteps. Both of us got so carried away that we didn’t see the flashlights coming from the other end of the tunnel. She stands and I pull her to me to hide my spent cock. Thankfully the other people hurry out of the tunnel. Probably traumatized or turned on from the moans that echoed off the tunnel walls as I came down Lottie’s throat. As soon as they’re gone, Lottie busts out laughing, and I can’t help but join in.

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