The slam of the car door brought Alexia back from her sex-driven high. “Here comes the awkward part” she thought. She had learned from past experience that after-casual-sex talk determined how the relationship would continue. Alonso grinned at her, his strong jawline looked like it had been chiseled out of marble. “God hes hot” she thought. And she was right, he was hot and she couldn't keep her eyes off his six-packed torso beaded with sweat, his olive skinned tanned to perfection and his dark brown, tousled hair that fell just before his broad, masculine shoulders. His intense brown eyes met her gaze. He looked very pleased with himself. Alonso stared at her. His gaze was so strong Alexia felt naked again as if he was looking right through her clothes and at her rich brown skin now covered in goosebumps. Her nipples hardened and she bit on her bottom lip. She felt herself get wet. “Do not let him see how much he gets to you” she thought to herself.
'You left the engine running while we.... why?'
'Its a part of me, the biggest part of me' “Well maybe not the biggest” thought Alexia.1
Alonso's steady watch, observed Alexia glance towards his stiffened cock. He wasn't going to lie to himself. She was extremely beautiful and he could tell by the way her nipples hardened that she was just as horny as he was. 2
'Dinner at place my tomorrow?'
'Possibly'
'Possibly?'
'I might have to work late. Being the new girl I have a lot of work to do.'
'Well maybe I need you to do a test drive with me tomorrow evening.'
'Is that so?'
'Yes The future of McCorman rests on this drive. Are you going to jeopardize our chances of winning? And “being the new girl”, you really don't have much choice.' 3
God, she loved the way he talked to her like he owned her. He placed his hand on her upper thigh and clenched his fist so hard Alexia had only just managed to stifle her gasp. He looked at her dead in the eye with such ferocity and daring lust that Alexia actually thrusted against his hand. He kissed her angrily and hungrily and intensely on the mouth but pulled away after a few seconds leaving Alexia to try and regain her composure.4
'So about dinner tomorrow.'
'I'm sure I can make it.'
'Good. Do you want a ride home?' his hard stare fixated on her mouth.
'Its alright I'm not leaving my bike.' Besides cars, Alexia's other passion was her metallic black, Ducati Multistrada 1100 S.
'You sure?'
'Uhuh'5
Alexia stepped out of the car and shivered in the breeze. Wrapping her arms around herself, she walked towards her bike anticipating another ride just as stimulating as the one she'd had fifteen minutes ago. Mounting the Ducati she buckled on her helmet and drove home.6
Alonso watched her mount her bike through the window of the Ferrari.Her high ass confined to her tight leather trousers. He grunted as his hand inadvertently undid his zipper and clutched at his granite hard shaft. He wanked furiously the sound of his heavy breathing and moaning turning him on. Christ he couldn't remember being so horny. His cock pulsated with longing and all he could do was stimulate himself as hard and as fast as possible his eyes rolling back with pleasure. Reaching his climax Alonso came all over the leather interior.
'Shit!' he said out loud, the first word he'd spoken since Alexia departure was filled with a raging yearning he had never experienced before. Wiping the seat with a discarded tissue he gunned the engine and sped into the black night.
'Its a part of me, the biggest part of me' “Well maybe not the biggest” thought Alexia.1
Alonso's steady watch, observed Alexia glance towards his stiffened cock. He wasn't going to lie to himself. She was extremely beautiful and he could tell by the way her nipples hardened that she was just as horny as he was. 2
'Dinner at place my tomorrow?'
'Possibly'
'Possibly?'
'I might have to work late. Being the new girl I have a lot of work to do.'
'Well maybe I need you to do a test drive with me tomorrow evening.'
'Is that so?'
'Yes The future of McCorman rests on this drive. Are you going to jeopardize our chances of winning? And “being the new girl”, you really don't have much choice.' 3
God, she loved the way he talked to her like he owned her. He placed his hand on her upper thigh and clenched his fist so hard Alexia had only just managed to stifle her gasp. He looked at her dead in the eye with such ferocity and daring lust that Alexia actually thrusted against his hand. He kissed her angrily and hungrily and intensely on the mouth but pulled away after a few seconds leaving Alexia to try and regain her composure.4
'So about dinner tomorrow.'
'I'm sure I can make it.'
'Good. Do you want a ride home?' his hard stare fixated on her mouth.
'Its alright I'm not leaving my bike.' Besides cars, Alexia's other passion was her metallic black, Ducati Multistrada 1100 S.
'You sure?'
'Uhuh'5
Alexia stepped out of the car and shivered in the breeze. Wrapping her arms around herself, she walked towards her bike anticipating another ride just as stimulating as the one she'd had fifteen minutes ago. Mounting the Ducati she buckled on her helmet and drove home.6
Alonso watched her mount her bike through the window of the Ferrari.Her high ass confined to her tight leather trousers. He grunted as his hand inadvertently undid his zipper and clutched at his granite hard shaft. He wanked furiously the sound of his heavy breathing and moaning turning him on. Christ he couldn't remember being so horny. His cock pulsated with longing and all he could do was stimulate himself as hard and as fast as possible his eyes rolling back with pleasure. Reaching his climax Alonso came all over the leather interior.
'Shit!' he said out loud, the first word he'd spoken since Alexia departure was filled with a raging yearning he had never experienced before. Wiping the seat with a discarded tissue he gunned the engine and sped into the black night.
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