"Home? No. I'm actually not. How about you? Are you home?" I ask, a flash of worry landing in my gut.
"Crap. You're not home? Are you at least close by? Check the text I just sent," she adds.
I tap the screen, keeping my eyes on the road. But when the photo she just sent opens, I grip the steering wheel with a gasp. Lexi sent a selfie of herself in a summery yellow dress, standing in front of my cabin.
"Shit!" I blurt out as I'm about to pass a large "Welcome to Phoenix" sign on the side of the highway. Flipping on my blinker, I pull over, unable not to crack up.
"Are you currently at my place right now?" I ask, laughing.
"I am. What's so funny? Are you nearby?"
"Uh, yeah, not even a little bit."
Stepping out of my truck, I position myself in front of the sign and take a quick selfie, sending it back to her. Within seconds, I hear the love of my life gasp on the other line.
"Are you kidding me?" Lexi says, laughter following her shocked words.
"I wanted to surprise you," I say with a laugh.
"Well, holy crap, me too," she says, giggling.
"We need to see each other immediately," I say, climbing back behind the wheel.
"I'm getting into my car."
"Do you want to meet in Palm Springs? That's about halfway."
"Okay," she says on the other end, and I can hear her plugging the location into her GPS.
"Alright. We both should get there around nine-ish if all goes well."
I pull into the Hair of the Dog's parking lot and immediately see the woman I am head over heels for standing by her car. Parking next to her, I jump out, but before saying hello, Lexi's arms arearound my neck with her lips pressing against mine. The sizzling electricity from her touch that I have missed every day since we last said goodbye consumes me, and I feel completely at home.
When we separate, she looks up at me with her warm eyes and says breathlessly, "Let's find a hotel."
10
Lexi
Kicking the hotel door closed behind him, Floyd throws the chain on as I strip, heading toward the bathroom. He turns to find me in just my bra and panties, a low growl coming from the back of his throat as his eyes sweep over me appreciatively.
"I feel grubby," I say, unable to contain my giggles.
"Well, then I guess I'm going to have to soap up those curves for you."
He peels his shirt over his head, revealing his hairy, ripped chest. My pussy hums with anticipation as I turn on the shower, and soon the two of us are dripping wet while kissing underneath the hot water. We take our time washing each other, savoring every moment. The way his rough hands feel against my soapy skin is intoxicating. When it's my turn to wash him, I take my time soaping up his length. His moans grow louder as I stroke his slick cock.
Suddenly, Floyd pulls me close, pressing his wet, bearded face against mine. I open my mouth to take his tongue, and his hand slides down to my ass, pressing his fingers against myflesh. He then spins me around so that I have to balance myself against the tiles. After a quick rinse off, I feel his hand press against my lower back, making my butt arch out toward him. When he penetrates me, I cry out, taking his size as he slips inside inch by inch, and I melt into his touch.
Floyd digs his fingers into my hips as he takes all of me and groans out with a pleasure that sends electric tingles to my clit. As if sensing that, he begins thrusting inside me while his right hand slides between my legs. His fingers circle my clit, and I almost slip off the tile when my climax crashes through me. When the last shudder leaves my body, Floyd grabs my hips again and begins slamming into me. His groans echo in the bathroom. When he comes, he yells out my name as his hands slide up my wet back, gripping my shoulders with his wet, bearded face buried in my upper back. His right hand slams up against the tile beside mine, and he loops his left arm around my waist as we rest there for a moment, our hearts pounding against our ribs.
When we catch our breath, Floyd helps me stand, and I turn in his slippery arms, kissing his chest and grinning up at him.
"If it's not too obvious, I'm madly in love with you," he says with a sexy smile.
I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling myself up to kiss him.
When we part, I whisper, "I love you too, Floyd McAlpin. I have ever since the summer solstice."
