Page 32 of Along for the Ride


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By the afternoon, they were crossing the rolling country landscape near the border with Scotland; they would be in Edinburgh by the evening.

“Can we pull up?” Georgie shouted. “Nature calls.” She skipped out of the jeep when Cal parked on the mossy verge of the road. She stepped quickly across the tufts of grass, avoiding the muddy patches, darting toward the trees that sprang up densely about twenty feet back from the road. She hunched down behind a huge oak, keeping an eye on the men as she did her business. They’d left the jeep to stretch their legs, and she could see them through the bracken and branches. She could just about hear them, talking in low voices and chuckling. Cal was standing with his back against the side of the jeep, hands in his pockets, legs spread. Jason was leaning one arm on the window of the open door, in profile. She wondered what they were talking about. They looked mischievous, like they were plotting something. She pulled up her knickers and straightened her skirt back into place. She could see that they were deep in discussion, chuckling over whatever it was. They looked gorgeous, the pair of them leaning on the jeep, waiting for her. She leaned round the trunk of the oak, craning her neck, straining to hear. She felt a sudden desire for their attentions.

“What’s the hot topic?” She walked out from behind the tree and stood, legs askance, hands on hips, challenging them.

Jason turned toward her, looking her up and down. He coughed. “All done?”

“Sure you can manage without our help?” It was Cal, only he had a really devious look on his face.

Bloody cheeky, Georgie thought to herself.

“You looked like you needed some help,” he added. “And we wanted to give it to you.”

“I’m quite sure I could manage without you altogether,” she retorted, loudly.

“Oh, in that case, we’ll leave you to it.”

Just at that moment, she felt one of her

heels slowly sinking into the earth. When she tried to cantilever it out, it sank further in. “Shit!”

Loud laughter emitted from the area of the jeep.

“Charming.” She was frantically trying to shift the heel out of the earth when she felt it give way altogether. She stepped forward, her body poised like a gazelle to leap out, leaving the dratted shoe behind. “Whatever happened to male chivalry?”

“Oh, so you need us now?”

“Of course I do. I was winding you up.”

Cal lurched over to her. Jason followed at a more leisurely rate, glancing back over his shoulder at the road.

“Well, what is it?” Cal looked at her hungrily. “Some physical need that I can help you out with?” He ran his hand over the bulge at his groin, grinning cheekily.

“You cheeky sod!” She pouted at him, but she couldn’t keep the interest out of her expression.

“You’re such a saucy woman; you know you want it. Why don’t you get over there on that grass and I’ll give you a quick service. We’ve got time.”

Georgie’s mouth opened in mock indignation, but she couldn’t keep it up for long. The need for some of their action was fast becoming urgent, but she wasn’t about to give in to either of them that easily. She bent and quickly took off her remaining shoe, grabbing it and its mud-soaked partner in one hand as she set off, barefoot, at top whack.

Calvin roared as he lurched after her.

She laughed aloud, weaving in amongst the trees, her heart pounding. When she felt she was ahead, she glanced over her shoulder. They weren’t in sight. She whooped triumphantly and headed for the cover of a tree. Her breath rasped in her lungs, her blood rushing with the thrill of the chase. Here in the wild, lonely landscape, there was an adventure to be had.

She heard his footsteps thundering up behind her. She cried out and pulled away from her hiding spot, but his hands snatched at her, holding her tight against the tree trunk. He hauled her legs apart with one foot. Cool air surged up between her thighs. Her sex prickled with a delicious sense of anxiety. She was creaming her knickers; she could feel them clinging to her groove.

“Let me go!” She was laughing up at him while Cal held her still in one hand, easily.

“I’ll let you go when I’m convinced you’re not ripe for a fuck.” There was a challenge in his tone. He had her pinned against the tree, with both her wrists captured above her head in one strong hand. The other he put under her short skirt and fingered her pussy through the thin lace of her knickers. “Oh, yes. You’re ripe, all right.” He snatched at the knickers and pulled them down the length of her legs, drawing a loud gasp from her mouth. He unzipped the skirt and pulled it off her, throwing it aside.

“Cal!” But he was already hauling her top over her head.

“I’m right here.” He unzipped his jeans.

“Oh,” she murmured subconsciously when she got a look at his erection. It was rock hard, red hot, and oozing.

“That’s got your attention.”

She shrugged and reached her arms around his neck. “Yes, I confess it has.” She could see Jason over his shoulder, his cock also out of his jeans. He fisted it in one hand, watching them. They had planned it, to relieve the tedium of the journey.

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