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He pulled back and let his cock pop out of her mouth and watched as she brought herself to another orgasm keeping her mouth closed to quiet down her sounds of pleasure.
He placed his hand gently on her chest and she lay back on the blanket again, just in time to hear him let out a moan. She lifted her head and watched as he reached his own orgasm with his hand, sending come spurting over her boobs and hitting her in the chin.
She let her tongue come out of her mouth to lick it but was surprised to see him lower his face to her boobs and started licking his come off them. It was so fucking hot she wanted to dip her finger inside her pussy once again. He licked her boobs clean and moved up to her face to do the same. When he’d finished cleaning his come off her, he continued to lick all over her face sending her into fits of giggles.
He loved hearing it so much he started tickling her with his fingers in her sides. She was writhing around on the ground, trying to get away from him.
“Stop, stop, stop,” she was saying as he held her down and tortured her with his fingers. Eventually she got him into a position where she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him in tight…squeezing him with all her strength.
He stopped what he was doing and tipped his head down and claimed her mouth in a hungry kiss. His hands slid up her back and into her hair. He broke the kiss and buried his face in her hair, breathing her in before putting his lips close to her ear and whispering, “I love you, Edie.”
He moved his head back so he could look into her eyes, and she said, “I love you too, Cruz. Nobody has ever made me feel like you do. I want to feel like I do when I’m with you, for the rest of my life.”
“You will, babe…because I’m never letting you go.”
21
A NEW PICTURE OF YOU
OLJATO-MONUMENT VALLEY, UTAH
When they leftDurango after another night around the fire pit, telling tall stories and deciding where to ride next, they were headed for Oljato. They never stuck to the original route on these trips, choosing instead to go where the road led them, provided they got to their final destinations and the places they’d booked to stay along the way.
Eden had only ever seen Monument Valley in movies and on television. She never expected the impact it would have on her to see it with her own eyes, from their campsite on the cliff-side of the park. “This is breathtaking,” she said.
“It is, isn’t it,” Cruz said.Like you.
“It makes me feel so small,” she said. “All my troubles…all my worries…all so very small.”
“Same,” he said. “Don’t you just love that? Something so vast it makes everything else insignificant.”
“I guess this is our version of space on earth,” she said. “The overview effect.”
“Exactly!” He was surprised she’d mentioned that. It was how he’d always felt when he came here. It was how he’d explained this place to people who hadn’t been there. It was something they could accept, rather than the spiritual feelings he always experienced there.
“You’re not taking photos?” she asked.
“I’m etching this into my mind. I do it every time, and I always leave here feeling the need to return…I want to always have that feeling. It will drive me back. Besides, you can never capture this in an image or a video.” She’d been watching his lips while he was talking, so he leaned over and kissed hers. He etched that into his mind too.
* * *
Flagstaff,Arizona
The ride from Oljato Monument Valley was three hours, plus their usual stops on the way, so it was an easy day of cruising.
Eden was looking at the rock formations as they drove away that morning. She looked back over her shoulder and she wanted to turn right back around and drive into Monument Valley again, from the opposite direction…just to experience that. She told Cruz, and he said, “We will…soon.”
It made her smile to think that she’d be experiencing it again…with him.
They rode around looking at the colorful murals painted on the walls of the buildings in Flagstaff when they got there. Cruz took photos, as Eden marveled at them. They were beautiful, and such a contrast between the beauty of where they’d just been and here…one by nature and the other mankind.
“If you don’t get into a habit of comparison,” Cruz said, “you can have it all. There are many versions of beautiful and one doesn’t need to be better than the other.”
Eden knew what he meant by that, but she couldn’t help think that she’d never met anyone who’d compare with Cruz.
After a quiet night in Flagstaff, they woke up to a breakfast of almond pancakes that were the size of their plates. Eden was worried about fitting her pants by the end of the ride.Maybe I’ll buy the next size up for the rest of the trip.By the time she’d eaten her pancake, and the bacon, potatoes, and fried tomatoes that came with it, and washed it all down with coffee, she said, “You might need to buy a bigger bike, Cruz.” She unbuttoned the top of her pants and he laughed.
“I like chubby chicks,” he told her.
