Page 26 of Renascence
Releasing her, I grab the envelope from the table and walk to my bike. After dropping the package in the saddlebag, I lean against it, watching Jeff’s front door and hoping Emily comes walking out any minute. I’m about to go check on her when she surfaces. She’s changed into a pink dress, light sweater, and sandals, looking feminine, conservative, but still sexy as hell. I adjust my aching dick as she gets closer. Once she’s in front of me, she gives me a sheepish smile, looking between her dress and the bike.
“Guess I didn’t think this through.”
“You’ll be fine, just watch out for the pipes.”
Taking off my jacket, I drape it over her shoulders and watch as she sticks her arms in. The temperature has begun to drop, and although it isn’t cold, the wind can be pretty harsh when riding at night.
“Thanks. Ireallydidn’t think this through.”
I watch her standing there in my jacket, and I’m glad she didn’t. Taking her chin between my fingers, I place a gentle kiss on her lips before throwing my leg over the bike. I show her where to put her feet, then tell her to hop on. She follows my instructions, climbing on but keeping her distance.
“Closer, Em.” She slides down the saddle, her thighs hugging my hips. I grab her hands, wrapping them around my waist. “Unless you want to fall off.”
Her arms tighten, her body pressing against my back. I crank up the bike, twisting the throttle when we move off.God, she feels good behind me.
I had no plans when I left her place, but I somehow end up at mine. I help her off, then retrieve the envelope Jeff gave me.
“Is this your house?” she asks.
“Yeah,” I reply, trying to see it from her point of view.
It’s pretty isolated, no other houses around for a few miles. That’s why I bought it. It was in pretty bad shape, but I got it at a steal and fixed it up. There are three bedrooms, two baths, kitchen, and living room. It’s only one story, but I made it so I could add more if I wanted to.
“It’s nice.”
“Thanks.”
Inside, I flip on the lights before heading to the kitchen. Emily follows quietly behind.
“You want something to drink? Eat?”
“Just some water, please,” she replies, rubbing her hands together.
“You cold? Want some coffee?”
“Water’s fine.”
I grab a bottle for her and a beer for me from the fridge. She leans on the counter, taking a sip when I hand the water to her, then leaving it on the surface behind her.
“Oh.” She removes my jacket, handing it to me with a smile. “Thanks for that. I probably would’ve frozen to death without it.”
I hang it on the back of one of the dining chairs, moving toward her. I need to taste those lips again. Sliding my hand to the back of her neck, I grip it as I lean in.
“Venom, wait.”
“What is it, baby?” I ask, nipping at her lips.
“I need to tell you something… something you should know.” Her words come out shaky, breathless.
I pull back, giving her my full attention. She’s chewing on her bottom lip, eyes not meeting mine.
“What?” I hurry her along.
“I’m….”
“You’re what?”
“I’m married.”
