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When he came to a long open stretch of road, he glanced over his shoulder at her. “Ready for some real speed?” he shouted.
“Go for it!”
The bike accelerated as if he’d lit a rocket and they were roaring down the wide open road. Ivy laughed out loud with glee and wished she could have left her head bare so her hair could stream in the wind, never mind the tangles she’d have been left with. But a single mother didn’t take foolish chances. Aside from agreeing to ride this monster of a machine today. Colvin demonstrated his mastery of the cycle, as if he was one with the bike the way he handled it and executed the turns and navigated around any windblown debris on the little traveled roads.
Colvin traversed the extensive system of roads smoothly, which gave them a long and satisfying ride before Ivy directed him to make a left turn onto a smaller, tree-lined road which she knew from studying the maps led to the private beach. When the pavement ended in a big parking lot, Colvin brought them right to the edge and stopped smoothly, shutting off the engine and putting down the kickstand.
The silence was astonishing. With his help Ivy got off the bike and stood trying to keep her balance as her legs were a bit rubbery.
“What did you think?” he asked, eyeing her.
“I loved it, every minute of it.”
He took her helmet off and Ivy shook her hair out, fluffing it with one hand. “So I don’t have to call a groundcar to get you back to the resort after lunch?”
“Don’t you dare. I want all the riding time I’m entitled to, now I’ve tasted the freedom” she declared. “Did you enjoy yourself?”
His face had lost the somewhat stern expression he wore at times and he seemed more youthful to her, relaxed and happy. Colvin was a handsome guy at any time but now he was even more breathtaking. “If this was all I did during my entire stay here at the resort, I’d be happy,” he said. Pulling her to him he gave her a big hug, which turned into a kiss, which became demanding and passionate. He licked the seam of her lips with his tongue, seeking entry and with a small moan of pleasure she gave in to him.
Colvin took possession of her mouth with a demanding exploration and she responded with her entire being. He scooped her up, one large hand cradling the curve of her backside and pressing her to the bulge between his legs as they kissed. She locked her legs around his waist and clung tight. The vibrations of the powerful engine had been arousing during the ride and now her core ached.
“I want to take you right here on the damn bike,” he said in a growl, kissing her throat. “But not for our first time.”
Ivy wasn’t quite sure how the logistics of that would work but it sounded fine to her, as aroused as she was. “I have a blanket in the picnic hamper,” she managed to say. “For the beach.”
Colvin set her on her own two feet but didn’t let go of her, searching her face intently. “Are you saying you’re okay with the idea of making love today? I need to hear the words.”
Blushing, she lowered her eyes from the intensity of his gaze but Colvin tipped her chin up gently. “Yes,” she admitted.
He crushed her to him again for a minute and they shared another kiss. Her lips were going to be bruised but it was worth it. Colvin was an accomplished kisser. Releasing her, he unfastened the picnic hamper from the AGcycle. “Lead the way to the beach then.”
Ivy had the feeling the lunch she’d so carefully chosen was going to be consumed much later in the afternoon, which was fine with her. She found the path to the sands below and proceeded in that direction. It was an easy slope, with a rudimentary set of handrails. When the area was developed, a more elaborate system would be installed. The empty beach stretched for literally miles on either side, white and glistening in the sun. The ocean lapped at the shore gently and was the usual striking turquoise typically found on Resort Planet. Ivy imagined in the far future the entire planet would be covered in resort spots for all types of visitors, including families. But IDA had a strong sense of corporate responsibility to maintain the balance of nature and large areas had already been declared off limits to development of any kind.
The point was right now they had this entire beach to themselves.
Finding a good spot, Ivy stopped and removed her leather jacket, instantly refreshed as the cool sea breeze whispered across her body. Colvin set the basket down, fished out the blanket and spread it with one authoritative snap in the air. He wasted no time in undressing and Ivy was mesmerized by the sight of his lean, muscled body and the tattoos on his back and upper arms. His jeans were the last to slide to the sands, allowing his cock to burst free of confinement, slapping against his flat stomach. She smiled and went to him, going to her knees in the sand as she took his arousal in her hands. He was thick and long and she couldn’t get her fingers all the way around the girth but she took as much of him as she could into her mouth and used her tongue and suction to please him and herself. Colvin threaded his hands in her hair and urged her on, moving his hips in response to her ministrations.
Finally he pulled her off, saying in a hoarse voice, “Gods of Ardanna, you’ll have me coming like a raw recruit and you’re not even naked yet, beautiful woman.”
Satisfied at how well she’d taken care of him, Ivy rose to her feet and shed the top and the pants, leaving her bra and lacy thong, which Colvin clearly approved of enthusiastically. He took her in his arms and lowered them to the blanket, where he proceeded to unhook the bra’s front fastening and toss it aside so he could feast on her ample breasts. They’d gotten bigger with her pregnancy and breast feeding and while they might not be as perky as pre-motherhood Ivy’s had been, they were ample handfuls for him.
He suckled each nipple in turn, using his tongue and his fingers to tease and torment her, raising her arousal level to heights she’d never reached before. Colvin allowed one hand to slide over her hip, pausing for a moment on her stretch marks, although he didn’t comment on them, and then ripping the thong loose, to join the bra in the sand. Changing position, he used his tongue to great effect on her most sensitive areas, teasing her clit with the tip and penetrating the heat of her folds.
Ivy was astonished to find herself climaxing from his attentions but the need was overwhelming and irresistible so she gave in to the stimulus and let the waves of bliss course through her. She lost herself for a time in the feelings and Colvin watched her with a huge smile, savoring her response to his skill, which was also hot, having him so totally focused on her pleasure.
“Hot and sexier than anything I’ve ever seen,” he murmured. “You’re the best thing to ever happen to me, Ivy. I’d given up hope of ever meeting a woman like you, one made for me.”
She couldn’t argue with his assertion because she felt like a fine musical instrument, one only Colvin could play to bring forth the music hidden in her soul and at her core. He kissed her and then came over her, holding his weight off her body with his elbows as his cock lay in the vee of her body. “I’ve had my physical and there were no problems,” he said.
“I’m protected and I haven’t been with anyone for a long time. My last physical was a clean slate as well,” she replied, appreciative that he cared because right now she was so aroused and impatient to have him she might not have discussed the issue at all but the subject was important. “Please, Colvin, I want you.” She accompanied the plea with a shimmy of her hips to bring the weeping head of his cock to the place she craved for him to be.
Responding to her need, he thrust slowly, a continuous motion that stretched her and filled her, bringing an immediate satisfaction along with an undeniable need for more. Colvin sank into her until he was fully seated in the midst of her aching core and then he began to move, withdrawing almost all the way and driving in again and she clung to him, urging him on with whispers and cries. He was relentless, a conquering general claiming ownership of a completely willing opponent. Ivy managed to meet his rhythm and match it, tightening her muscles when he was deep inside and holding him. In beautiful unison they fell over the edge together, locked tight as one, each in the midst of their own incredible climax, securely in the arms of the other.
Ivy came back to herself slowly, in disbelief she’d made passionate love to this man outdoors on a beach, but happier than she’d been in years. Colvin held her close as if she was a treasure and she snuggled deeper into his arms. He moved so her head was pillowed on his shoulder.
“Are you all right?” he asked.
Meeting his gaze, she made a sound like a kitten purring. “Better than I’ve ever been. I didn’t expect this to happen when I agreed to fill in for your missing match but it’s amazing. You’re amazing.”
