Summer Bike Ride
Chris parked his bike next to Royal’s car so that he could get it packed for their trip. They had decided after getting home from the last tour that they were going to get away for at least four days around his birthday. They had taken the whole week off so they could have some time to get ready before they left. Neither of them had planned on the heat wave that had started. With temperatures close to a hundred degrees, he wondered if they should take her car instead of his bike, but when he suggested it to Royal she had told him point blank that she wanted to go on his bike so that she could wrap her arms around him as he drove. He stopped arguing with her after that. Chris had already packed his stuff in the saddle bags so while he waited for Royal to finish getting ready he took his guitar out to the bike to tie down.
As he walked back into condo to see if Royal was ready a few things were running through his head. They had been together for over two and half years now. The last time she had gotten sick, he had been away on tour. The thought of losing her; even though it hadn’t really been that close, had scared him. He still didn’t know if he was ready to ask her to marry him or if he wanted to keep things as they were. He did know that he didn’t want to lose her.
Royal looked up from packing her clothes as Chris entered the bedroom. “Hey, just about ready to go.” Seeing that he was lost in thought, she walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him. Placing her chin on his chest so she could look up at him, she asked, “What ya thinking about?”
Chris wrapped his arms around her. “Nothing important darlin’. Got everything you need packed so we can get on the road?”
Royal reached up to place a kiss on his lips. “Yeah, I just need to pack my bathroom stuff and camera and we can go.” She ran her hands down his back wiggling them under his shirts so that she could feel his skin against hers.
Chris growled at Royal’s touch and leaned down, giving her a brutal kiss claiming her mouth with his before pulling back. “Sure we can’t take a couple of hours before we leave?”
Royal laughed and stepped away from him. “Yes, I want to get to this bed and breakfast before it gets dark.” She moved to the bathroom and grabbed the small bag of things she would need.
Chris let her go as he looked around the bedroom. It had been a little over a year since she moved in with him and the place showed signs that someone else, a female, lived here. There weren’t any girlie pillows or pictures on the wall, but her side of the bed had her old panda lamp she had since she was a kid. The teddy bear that she slept with before she curled up with him at night was sitting in the window. For him the one thing that had changed the most was the photo of them sitting on the dresser. His arms where wrapped around her as he leaned them against the tree outside of Sarah’s bar where he asked Royal to come back to his place. Before her, he would never have had anything like that in his house unless the girl was a family member.
Royal walked back into the bedroom and noticed that Chris hadn’t moved. Quickly setting her stuff in the saddle bag, she walked over to Chris. “Hey, you feeling alright? You want to cancel the trip and just stay here instead?”
Chris wrapped his arms around her again and pulled her close burying his nose in her neck and just breathed. He stayed like that for a few minutes before speaking softly in her ear. “I’m feeling alright, darlin’. I want to go on this trip with you. You ready now?”
Royal had wrapped her arms around him when he had pulled her close to his body. Now though she pulled back slightly and nodded her head. “Yeah, just need to grab the camera.” She wiggled out of his arms and grabbed her camera, placing it in the bag and turning back to him. “Now I’m ready.” Chris nodded in response and picked up the bag as she headed to the entryway closet to grab her leather jacket.
As she pulled the jacket on, Chris walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her again. He leaned down, burying his nose in her neck so he could breathe in the smell of her overlaid with the leather jacket. Normally the scent of her was enough to get him hard but the combined smell of her and leather had him groaning. He didn’t know how he was going to deal with the bike while her legs where on either side of him. “Sure we can’t take a couple of hours before we leave?” He kissed the side of her neck running one hand up to cup her breast.
Royal moaned before twisting out of his grip. “As much as I would love to stay and have some fun with you, we have to get going.” She opened the door, motioning for him to walk out in front of her.
Chris groaned as he walked out the door; she was going to be the death of him one day. Reaching his bike, he placed the bag in the empty caddy before straddling it and holding out his hand to help her slip on behind him. When he felt her arms wrap around his waist, he started the bike and pointed it out of town.
Chris had decided to take the back roads to the bed and breakfast they were going to be staying at rather than the main highway. This was going to be the first time they took off for his birthday rather than being on tour or both working since they had gotten together or met. It was nice just to be alone, the two of them. Despite Royal accompanying him on most of the tours, they didn’t really get more than some stolen hours together.
Royal enjoyed the ride. She loved any excuse to be snuggled up to Chris and wrapping herself around him. Her only complaint was that her back was getting wet from all the sweat. Still that didn’t stop her from clinging to him as he took one turn after another at almost breakneck speeds. Soon they were pulling up outside the place. “Well, we’re here. Ready for a weekend of just you and me?” Royal said as she climbed off the bike and waited for Chris to get off as well.
Chris swung one leg over the bike, pulling Royal towards him in the same easy motion. He pushed her hair behind her ear. “Darlin’, I’m more than ready.” He leaned in placing his lips on hers for a quick kiss. Royal swayed into his body; wrapping her arms around his neck as she deepened the kiss. She felt him start to pull back so snatched one more quick kiss before stepping away from the bike and turned to sashay up the steps. Chris got off his bike once he was sure that his legs would allow him to stand. Must be the heat getting to me. With his saddle bags over his shoulder he followed her into the building to check in.
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The next day saw temperatures again close to a hundred degrees. Chris woke up to Royal clinging to him with the sheets either at the foot of the bed or thrown off altogether. The night before the two of them had made love until Chris swore he saw the sky brighten with the sunrise. Already he could see the sweat start to form on Royal’s back. He was tempted to follow the path the drops were making with his tongue.
Royal shifted in her sleep, moving closer to Chris when she felt him start to get up for the day. When he whispered in her ear that he was just going to the restroom, she settled back down.
After using the bathroom, Chris went in search of something to cool them down. The owner of the place had said they could help themselves to the drinks in the refrigerator. Pulling on a robe, he made his way down to the kitchen. Searching the refrigerator, he found where the drinks were hiding and pulled out two bottles of water before grabbing some glasses for ice. When he made his way back to the room he saw that Royal hadn’t moved. Quietly making his way back to the bed, he looked down at her sleeping form as an idea came to him.
Quickly he set the bottles and glasses down on the nightstand. Going into the bathroom he pulled two towels down and stripped off the robe, leaving it on the provided hook. Placing one on either side of Royal, he dug out an ice cube. Slowly he ran it down her spine until it came to rest in the small of her back.
“Chris?” Royal muttered without moving unable to see what he was doing since she was face down. “That’s cold, hunny.”
Chris just smiled as he leaned down to whisper in her ear, “It’s an ice cube, baby. It should be cold.” He watched as the water level grew until it tipped over and down her sides to be caught by the towels. The next piece of ice he placed between his lips. That one he ran down her spine again but the combined heat of her body and his mouth caused it to melt quicker. When it was gone all that was left to run down her back were his lips and tongue.
Chris kept the routine up, switching between using his hands and his lips to guide the ice down her body. Soon though he could tell Royal had had enough of his teasing. He spread her legs wider even as he guided her into his lap, her back against his chest. Even after a night of sex, he was already hard again and he pressed himself against her back as her head lolled against his shoulder. He kissed her neck as he ran his hand down her body to her core, parting her folds and slipping a finger inside her.
Royal was out of her mind with lust by this point. She didn’t know what had gotten into Chris this morning but his touch was setting off little sparks everywhere it moved. She squirmed against his body as she felt his hand slip inside her center, brushing against her tender body. The water from the earlier play eased his way and after a moment the pain easier. Her arm went automatically around his neck, drawing him closer to her as she turned her head so their lips could meet in a rough kiss. As he teased her clit, she guided his free hand up her body towards her breast, tangling their fingers together against her nipple. As he slipped a second finger inside her, she moaned into his mouth.
Royal spread her legs wider for Chris as he continued to manipulate both hands on her body. He groaned into her mouth when he felt her start to move to his rhythm, arching into his touch at the same time. Pulling his mouth from hers, he wanted to whimper with her at just that small movement. “Lean forward, darlin’. On your hands and knees,” he instructed, wanting to just move her into the position, but also knowing she needed to move at her pace. He twisted his fingers inside her. “Please.” He was panting in her ear with the need to be inside her.
Royal’s hazel eyes briefly showed her worry but cleared quickly since she knew Chris wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. She followed his directions surprised that his hands didn’t leave her as she moved, keeping her excitement peeked. Only when she was on her hands and knees did she feel his hands leave her body. Before she had a chance to miss them though, she felt Chris push into her with his hard length; touching her in ways he hadn’t before.
Chris went slowly, carefully. They had never done this before and although she was well stretched from all their play during the night, he was still leery about hurting her. When he was snuggly buried in her, he let out the breath he had been holding before slowly easing his way back out of her. Slowly pushing back in, he braced her so that she didn’t suffer any pain. Moving carefully, he increased his pace with each in and out movement. Soon Royal was whining under him and begging him to go faster. With each thrust forward, they came together faster and harder to the end. But it wasn’t enough for either of them. He reached around with one hand, slipping it inside to play with her clit.
That was Royal’s undoing. As he thrust into her once more, she climaxed. Her release toppled him over the edge and she felt him empty inside her as her arms and legs gave out and she collapsed onto the bed.
Chris angled himself to the side so he didn’t land on Royal as they landed in a tangled heap on the destroyed bed. Gathering her into his arms, he rolled her over and rubbed her back as she returned to herself.
Royal snuggled against him before kissing his neck, nuzzling him sleepily. “Happy birthday, baby.” Her eyes closed as she drifted back to sleep.
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They stayed in their room for the rest of the day until their stomachs couldn’t take it any longer so they got dressed and headed out to get food. Chris found a romantic place where they could eat while enjoying candle light and each other’s company.
“So what do you want to do tomorrow?” Chris asked as he wrapped his arm around Royal’s shoulders on their way back to the bike.
“It would be nice to get out of the room more than for one meal.” Royal laughed as she slipped her arm around his waist.
Chris sat down on his bike and pulled Royal close before resting his chin on her chest so that he could look up at her. “But it was a great way to spend my birthday.” The glint in his eyes showed that he wasn’t going to forget the hours they had spent wrapped around each other with him inside her.
Royal ran her hands through his hair. “I’m glad you enjoyed it, but I would like to get out and do something tomorrow. Maybe even have a picnic or something.” Her voice trailed off as she shrugged and continued to move her hands through his hair, grinning as his eyes closed and he leaned into the movement. If she didn’t know better, she’d think he was purring.
“All right then I’ll see about getting us some food for tomorrow.” He moved his chin up and down lowering Royal’s shirt so that he could place a kiss on the rise of her breasts.
Royal laughed at his actions before lifting his head and kissing him deeply. “Don’t you ever get enough?”
Chris blinked to clear the lust that he knew was there before licking between her breasts. “Never enough of you, darlin’. I could spend hours learning the curves and valleys of your body and still be up for more later.” Running a finger along the edge of her jeans, he licked his lips and grinned cockily at her.
Royal laughed even as her hands continued to move through his hair in a massaging motion. “As you are more than proving right now.” She felt his hands run up under her shirt. Pulling away from him, she placed her hands on her hips. “Come on, rock star. Let’s get you back to the bed and breakfast before you start taking off my clothes in public.”
Chris groaned but got on his bike to wait for Royal to climb on behind him. A low moan issued from his throat when her hand landed low in his lap brushing against his hard on. “Royal, unless you want me to crash the bike on the way back keep your hands higher.” He moved them to where he knew she wouldn’t rub against him and cause him to lose control. In response, she giggled lightly in his ear almost causing him to rethink his plan to get them back to their bed.
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The next day Chris talked the owner of the bed and breakfast into fixing them a picnic lunch so that when Royal was dressed and ready, they were ready to roll. Straddling the bike, and making sure Royal was safely tucked on behind him, they took to the back roads to explore the area. Soon they found a wheat field and he guided the bike into the center of the field away from the road, keeping to a path that was just barely discernible between the sun and the field. He had strapped his guitar to the bike before they set out so he could play for Royal or work on a song that had been running through his head ever since the ice cube play the other day. He knew she didn’t mind when he played around her, that the music actually turned her on and she enjoyed it. It was something they both enjoyed.
When he turned the engine off, he slung his leg over the bike and grabbed the saddle bags. Laying the blanket he pulled from one of the bags on the ground in the small clearing, he pulled out the food that was packed in the other one before taking off his jacket and tossing it across the bike. Underneath it, he wore only a black button down short sleeve shirt and a white wife beater.
Royal walked over to Chris, running her hands across his chest and scratching gently at his muscles. “Only two shirts today? You trying to spoil me?” She grinned up at him.
Chris placed his hands over hers, using his grip to draw her closer. “Just didn’t feel like wearing more. It’s still in the nineties you know.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Besides why shouldn’t I spoil you sometimes?”
Royal laughed softly before letting go of Chris to sit down on the blanket. Pulling the food towards her, she started to lay it out for them. Every so often, she’d look up from what she was doing to smile happily at Chris who had settled down across from her with his guitar and some paper. After he made sure his guitar was in tune, he doodled on the paper for a moment as his mind raced with thoughts. He let Royal feed him the finger foods that were in the boxes they had, making sure to suck on her fingers whenever she let them linger.
Royal lay down on the blanket after she had eaten her full and just listened to Chris as he fiddled with notes and words. A small smile crossed her lips when he came to the second verse and brought up watching an ice cube roll down the small of a girl’s back. Reaching out, she rested her hand on his ankle just above the top of his boot.
Chris looked at Royal, losing his train of thought as he caught sight of her half-lidded eyes. He set the guitar aside and lay down next to her, running a finger along the rise of her breasts. “Hey, you falling asleep on me?” Smiling down at her as she turned her gaze on him, he nuzzled her neck, licking at her skin.
Royal lifted a hand to run it lazily through his hair. “No, just getting lost in your voice.” She moved her head so that she could kiss him, the motion slow and languid, matching the heat of the day. “Go back to your playing.”
Chris leaned in, kissing her again. “In a minute.” His hands slipped under her shirt, sliding her bra out of the way as he tweaked one of her nipples gently. He shifted closer to her body, lightly rubbing against her.
Royal groaned as she felt herself get wet from him playing her body. “Chris, someone could see,” she whined, even as she arched into him.
Chris smiled into her neck before moving his hand lower on her body. He shifted so that his body was closer towards her. “We’re in the center of the field, darlin’. No one can see.” He unbuttoned her jeans, kissing down her neck and into her shirt. As soon as he had her pants undone, he let his hand slip into them. He licked her neck, growling against her skin as his hand encountered nothing but skin under the jeans. Without the panties barring his way, his fingers slipped easily into her wet center.
Royal groaned and pulled Chris’s head closer to her neck while her other hand fumbled with the button on his jeans. “Chris, please,” she moaned, when it defeated her. “Don’t tease me.”
Chris sat up quickly, removing her shoes and jeans before unzipping his jeans and pulling them and his boxer briefs down just far enough to free himself. Without anymore encouragement from Royal, he lined himself up and thrust into her. He wanted to take his time and make this something they wouldn’t forget. He wanted it to be a memory that would carry them during the times they couldn’t be together.
Sooner then he wanted he felt Royal climax, tightening around him and dragging him along with her. After he got them both dressed again, he leaned down, snagging another kiss from Royal as she was still coming down from her post coital bliss. Picking up his guitar, he checked the tuning, and began to play again. When Royal blinked her eyes open, clearer now and not glazed over from orgasm, he leaned down, snagging another quick kiss, before getting up to walk around as he played.
Royal watched him through half-lidded eyes while her hands slowly ran down her body. Just the sight of him playing and humming while he wandered aimlessly was turning her on again. Her hand found its way into her jeans and she slipped her fingers into herself where both her cum and Chris’s were mingling. Soon enough she was bringing herself to another climax, his voice and music a pleasant background noise. When she was seeing clearly again, she noticed the light as it hit his hair. She quickly snagged her camera from the saddle bags and pointed it at Chris. “Hey, babe, laugh for me.”
Chris hadn’t seen what Royal had done while he had been playing. When he turned around he noticed that Royal was in a disheveled shape again. “You want me to do what?” He noticed that her jeans were undone again and one of her hands looked like she had been sucking on them.
“Throw your head back and laugh for me. I want to get a picture of you like this.” She showed him her camera. “If you do,” she bargained, “I’ll tell you how I get off from just your voice alone when you aren’t around.”
Chris pulled the guitar behind him, his mouth hanging open. He never thought his innocent Royal would say something like that to him, much less actually complete the act. Before his brain had completed the thought, he threw his head back and laughed, following her request. Once he heard the shutter click, he looked back at Royal. “Now. Please. Explain what you had just said.”
Royal put the camera back in the saddle bag, trailing her hand down her body as she reclined on the blanket. “It’s simple, hunny. When I hear your voice on those CDs you made me and you aren’t around… I sometimes run my hands down my body like I’m doing now. Then just as you start to sing, I slip one finger inside myself. Then another one while I slide my other hand up my body and pinch and pull on my nipples like this.” Royal slipped her hand back into her jeans while the other hand pulled her shirt up so he could see what she was doing to her own breasts. Soon she was moaning as she planted her feet on the ground while her hips started to rise in time to the rhythm of her fingers slipping into her.
Chris stared, open mouthed as he watched Royal get herself off. He never thought that she would know how to please herself like she was doing now. Royal moaned and cried out as she felt her third climax roll through her. As soon she calmed down, she stood up flinging herself into his arms, kissing him quickly before pulling her head back.
Chris had regained his senses enough to see her coming towards him, making sure his guitar was out of the way, he wrapped his other arm around her. When she pulled her head back, he reached down, grabbing the hand she had used to get herself off and brought it to his mouth where he sucked her fingers into his mouth. He rubbed himself against her, showing her that her little show had gotten him hard again. “Ready to go back to the bed and breakfast?” he asked in a rough voice.
Royal nodded, but snuggled closer to him, burying her head in his neck. “Just hold me for a few more minutes,” she murmured. Chris kissed her neck, nodding against her. Holding Royal was a pleasure he was willing to give into anytime Royal would let him.
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After another night of love making until early morning hours, they packed their bags and headed home. When the band met the next day, Chris handed out the new song he written the day Royal had gotten herself off in the wheat field. The next weekend when the band was at Sarah’s they decided they knew it well enough to play it. Chris grinned as he stepped up to the mic to introduce it. “We’re gonna do a new song now. This is called ‘Permanent 99’. I hope y’all enjoy it.” He tossed his hair out of his eyes as this music started, remembering the events that had caused him to write the song. As he got to the lines, “‘cuz all I wanna do when you look like that; is watch an ice cube roll down the small of your back,’” he winked at Royal knowing that she would know what he was talking about.