“I don’t mind being treated by you,” I said with a smirk.
“To be able to flirt, after you just had a minor accident,” she shook her head negatively, “Maybe you already have a concussion.”
She helped me up and we stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds before I leaned in… kissing her lips.
She groaned a little and pushed me gently away…licking her lips slowly as her blue eyes glistened.
More…
I wanted more out of this relationship with her.
She got on her bike and started to cycle. I got on mine and followed behind her.
Together, we explored the island's picturesque trails, taking in the sun-dappled paths and breathtaking views. We paused by the majestic river, watching as the water flowed with a gentle rhythm, a reminder of the ever-changing nature of life and love. In those moments, time seemed to stand still, and it was just Crystal and me, our hearts intertwined, guiding us forward.
As the day drew to a close, we found ourselves by the water's edge, the setting sun casting a warm glow upon our faces. Looking into Crystal's eyes, I felt a surge of tenderness and gratitude. "Thank you, Crystal," I murmured, my voice filled with sincerity. "Today has shown me so much more than just riding a bike. It's shown me how much I've been missing out on when I let my grumpiness consume me."
Her smile widened, and her eyes sparkled with love. "You're welcome, Adam. I'm glad I could be a part of this journey with you. But remember, beneath that grumpy exterior, there's always a softie waiting to emerge."
With a heartfelt embrace, we sealed a bond destined to grow stronger with time. As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink, we stayed on Belle Isle, my love blossoming like the wildflowers that lined our path.
And so, on that unforgettable day at Belle Isle, I discovered not only the joy of riding a bike but also the boundless depths of my own heart, all thanks to the remarkable woman who taught me to ride and love.
“I just had the craziest thought,” she said as she rubbed her hand against my chest.
“I thought that was my role in this, crazy thoughts," I said.
"We can switch once in a while," she chuckled softly.
"Hmm, alright then, what did you have in mind?" I asked.
"You rented out this area, right?" She asked as her nails dug into my chest.
"Yeah…."
"And…" she continued as she placed my thighs between her legs, causing her groin to press against me. "There are no cameras, nor is there anyone to stop us."
"What are you saying, Dr. Richards?" I already knew what she was saying… but sometimes it's better to hear it from the horse's mouth.
"I want you to pin me on the floor or against a tree, mating like wild animals. But not too wild. I love it when you're gentle as well," she said as she stroked my beard.
I kissed her forehead then lifted her and placed her on my body. Where were my manners? She was wearing a white sun dress, with a floral straw hat to go along with her outfit. Accompanied by her blue eyes, she seemed like an angel.
I mean… she was one.
I lifted the dress, revealing her thighs and stomach.
She held the dress up as I rubbed my hands against her thighs, relishing how soft they were.
"Are you only going to touch my thighs?" She asked as she slowly gyrated against me.
It felt like she was in heat… her eyes dilated by lust.
"Jeez, you're not that subtle today, are you?" I asked as she pulled off the rest of her dress. But she didn't take off the hat. The straw hat remained seated on her head while the rest of her body was naked.
Her hair spilling out of the hat billowed with the wind, her nipples already stiff and protesting, and the movement she made on my stomach aroused me.
"Kiss me," I demanded.