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Lovers Never Say Goodbye 5, a Red Shoe Diary
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Chapter 5
"I strapped your stuff to the bike." said Jake. I'd bought it from R.J.
a few days ago. It turns out his hobby was restoring bikes, and I'd
fallen in love with the chocolate motorcycle the first time I'd laid eyes
on it.
Jake was standing on the bottom step. For once he had to look up at me as
I stood on the top step. I leaned forward and threw my arms around his
neck and his arms encircled my middle.
"I'll ship the other stuff to your new place when you get your new address."
"Thanks" I could feel my throat tightening with the effort to hold back
tears.
"You have the number for the lab in Los Angeles?"
"Yeah"
"In case R.J. has any questions about my data"
"Yeah, data" he replied, his answer muffled because his face was buried
in my chest.
He looked up. I brushed my lips against his, and then tried to pull away,
but he wouldn't release his grip.
"One more night."
"I really should leave this morning."
"Work doesn't start for another two weeks."
"I still have to find a place to live."
"I have a friend who owns an apartment building."
"It's a long trip, I should go"
"It's even longer without me."
"Yeah well...stop that!!" His hand had slipped between my legs, seeking
out that sensitive spot. Even as I was objecting I started moving against it.
"I could stay another day," I said relenting."Jesus, Jake you never play
fair."
"But you always enjoy it when I get my way."
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<rescue me>
"No, don't talk" I said putting my hand over his mouth.
It was pitch black in the room, and I wanted nothing more than to
concentrate on the act and let the thump from the bass of the song take
over the rhythm of our bodies coming together.
I tried to support myself by resting my palms on the bed on either side
of Jake's shoulders but my arms were becoming weak with my approaching
orgasm.
Jake was holding onto my hips, meeting my downward thrust with his own
upward one.
His hands moved up to cup my breasts, stroking the nipples to two hard
points, raising up off the bed momentarily to lick my areola and suck
softly on my nipples. So many sensations were fighting
to make me climax, but I couldn't. I grabbed the headboard and began to
buck up and down on him in earnest.
"Dammit, I can't," I said banging the wall with my fist in frustration.
I had stopped moving.
"You need to relax"
Jake pulled out, as I got up off of him. It had been nearly two hours,
and he still managed to maintain his erection. I was crouched over,
resting on the back of my legs. I reached out to grip the headboard again
and my head was leaning forward between my arms. I felt him sit up beside me.
"What's the matter?"
"I don't know" I said wearily
"You can't be in a hurry, you just have to let it happen in its own time"
He reached under to put his hand on my cheek
"Are you serious"? I said incredulously "Have you looked at the clock?"
"Forget the clock, you can't rush your body if it not ready"
"Well, I was ready about 40 minutes ago" I said expressing irritation
with myself rather than at him.
"I'm leaving tomorrow," I sobbed.
"I know," he said quietly and leaned over to hug me.
"I've got an idea" he said, and got up and positioned himself behind me.
I felt him lean forward and felt him plant small kisses up and down my
spine and then rub his hands around the small of my back and up to my
shoulders and back down again for a few minutes.
The clenched muscles in my back and stomach started to relax.
"Spread your knees and lean back"
I leaned back until I rested on his thighs with both of his knees between
my legs.
He reached around to fondle my breasts, pinching my nipples until they
hardened and kissing my neck. My breathing was slowing and my eyes felt
heavy.
"How does that feel."
"Yeah, that feels nice."
He pushed me forward and I gripped the headboard again, his hand stealing
between my thighs, finally reaching up to rub my clitoris with two
fingers briefly. I moaned softly, starting to feel that familiar ache,
but his fingers left that area and went to part my engorged labia and
entered me. Jake leaned forward, getting up on his knees, and placed his
left hand beside mine to grip the headboard to whisper in my ear
"Faster" I said
He ignored me.
He pulled his fingers out and gripped my hips pushing forward and then
pulling me back onto his erection. I groaned softly, as my vagina gave
way to accommodate him. Still holding onto my hips he started a long slow
stroke, pushing up and met him pushing back, easing into a delicious
rhythm.
"Stay still for a minute" he whispered, and I complied.
He pushed my hips forward until I could only feel the head of his cock
briefly massaging my labia and the press forward as it massaged my
engorged and almost painfully sensitive clitoris. I was starting to
shudder in anticipation, my vise-like grip on the headboard pushing every
muscle in my hands to the straining point. Jake
pushed into me again, only he was going painfully slow, pulling almost
out and pushing in until I thought my head was going to explode. And then
It finally happened . The orgasm ripped through my whole body, although I
was only vaguely aware of the rest of my body. All I felt was a bright
center of light and the heat that radiated from it, tiny tendrils of heat
that were travelling up and down my spine, suffusing me with pure,
unadulterated pleasure as the spasms rocked my entire body. The moaning
turning
into gut-wrenching screams, until I could no longer take in any more air.
Eventually they subsided, but only in degree. Jake leaned forward and was
kissing my neck.
His hands were over mine on the headboard, and I was still clenching the
internal muscles around his cock. I heard the low groan that signaled
his own orgasm, he pulled my hands off of it and held them to my chest,
willing me to be still, bending me forward with the weight of his body.
Summoning what strength I had left, I squeezed him as hard as I could,
over and over again. I heard his groan take on the quality of a low growl
as he came inside me, each release punctuated by the quick sharp press of
his
pelvis into my backside and the feel of his teeth biting into my shoulder
blade.
It was silent. Only the sound of us breathing. Jake held onto me, both of
us unable to break the lock we had on each other, no motivation to will
our limbs to move.
<heartland>
Daybreak.
I laid there. I looked across to the chair where my clothes were laid
out. I got up. Jake was already awake, I could heard noises coming from
the kitchen. I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower, dried off.
I put on my clothes hurriedly. I walked into the living room carrying my
jacket and helmet. Noises were still coming from the kitchen. I paused
for a minute, and then walked out the front door. I paused on the steps
to put on the leather jacket I'd bought my on my last trip into Phoenix.
It was
too big, but it was comfortable.
I heard footsteps behind me coming to the door. They paused on the
threshold. I refused to turn around.
"I...I can't eat"
No response.
I went down the steps and walked over to the bike, concentrating on
taking off the grey tarp that covered it. I folded it up and was tying on
with the other stuff, when I realized he had walked up behind me. Still,
I refused to turn around.
I straddled the bike, both of my feet on the ground, my fists clenched
around the handlebars. I was looking down. I was wearing the black cowboy
boots Jake had given me as a going away present the night before.
Strange, after the dress and the lingerie he bought for me he decides to
give me cowboy boots instead of heels. But the thought passed quickly.
Finally I looked up.
He leaned down, took my face in his hands and kissed me. He took my hand
and pressed a piece of paper into it, and then enclosed it in both of his.
"I talked to Paul this morning. He has a place all set up for you."
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.
It was my last clear view of him before I pulled the helmet down over my
head , jump started the cycle, and skidded out of the driveway at full
speed, leaving a trail of dust. I didn't look back, but I could have
sworn he was waving.....
I focused on the seemingly endless road ahead,
wondering at the haze from the heat on the horizon,
like pools of water on the road,
like the tears I wanted to shed
for
the
gaping
wound
in
my
heart.
<return to innocence>
End of Part I
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Soundtrack:
"Just Another Day" Queen Latifah
"Ghost of A Chance" Rush
"Tennessee" Arrested Development
" I Never Loved A Man" Aretha Franklin
"Dancing Barefoot" U2
"Devil Inside" INXS
try" U2
"Desire" U2
"Constant Craving" K.D. Lang
"Hawkmoon 269" U2
"Hallelujah, Here She Comes" U2
"I Only Have Eyes For You" The Flamingoes
"Kiss of Life" Sade
"Rescue Me" Madonna
"Heartland" U2
"Return to Innocence" Enigma
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