Page 49 of Gator: One Love


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Later that night,when Baptiste and Elodie returned to his house, she could barely make it through the door before exhaustion took over. Stumbling towards the bed, she collapsed face-first, out like a light. The night and the weed had proven to be more than she could handle. Baptiste knew she would sleep soundly through to the morning, but he also knew that he wouldn’t.

There was something gnawing at the back of his mind, a nagging sensation that he couldn’t ignore. With a sigh, he pulled out his laptop and settled into an old, worn armchair in the corner of the room. The dim glow of the screen cast eerie shadows across his face as he replayed the footage from the surveillance camera of Bruno’s shooting for what felt like the hundredth time.

He scrutinized every detail, pausing and rewinding to catch any subtle hints that might have been missed before. His brow furrowed as he searched for anything that could help him identify the perpetrator. But just as it had been countless times before, there was nothing of any use in determining who had done it. Frustrated once again, he slammed the laptop shut.

He stared blankly at the wall, his mind racing with thoughts and possibilities. It seemed that whoever had killed Bruno would get away with it, taking their secret to the grave after having put someone else in theirs. The injustice of it all festered inside him, refusing to let him rest. And as the hours dragged by, Baptiste was left alone with his thoughts, haunted by the loss of his friend and the unresolved mystery that surrounded his death.

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Gator stirred in his sleep.The previous night’s memories of honoring Bruno still weighed heavily on his mind. He knew that he needed a break from it all, if only for a little while. In the quiet moments before dawn, he knew just what would do that for him and Sylvie.

He rolled out of bed and quietly made his way to the kitchen, determined to surprise Sylvie with a big Cajun breakfast. He whipped up a feast of eggs, spicy sausage, grits, and warm, fluffy biscuits. The delicious aroma wafted through the house, waking Sylvie from her slumber.

As she entered the kitchen, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, he greeted her with a warm smile. “Morning, beautiful,” he said, setting a steaming plate of food in front of her. “I thought we could do something a little different today.”

Sylvie looked at him curiously, savoring the first bite of her meal. “What do you have in mind?”

“How about we go for a ride? Just you and me, getting away from everything for a while. We could pack a picnic, find a quiet spot, and enjoy the day together.”

A smile spread across Sylvie’s face as she nodded in agreement. “That sounds perfect.”

Once they had finished breakfast, they packed sandwiches, fruit, and cold drinks into the saddlebags of his bike. They pulled on their helmets, exchanged a quick glance, a tender kiss, then set off on their adventure for the day.

They rode for nearly two hours, the powerful engine of his Harley throbbing beneath them as they wound through the picturesque roads that snaked along the Mississippi River. The sun was warm on their faces, and the wind whipped through their hair as they left their troubles behind, even if just for a day.

Eventually, they discovered a secluded spot by the river, shaded by ancient, moss-draped oak trees. The beauty of the place was breathtaking, and the peaceful sounds of nature enveloped them as they settled down for their picnic.

As they gazed into each other’s eyes, the world seemed to fall away. They didn’t talk…there was no need. There was still some time before lunch and they both knew something much sweeter was on the menu between now and then. Inevitably, their lips met in a passionate kiss, as the intensity of their love drew them closer together.

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Sylvie’s eyessparkled as Gator slowly and seductively began to remove her clothes, starting with her jacket, then her t-shirt and bra. He took his time stopping to admire her body as it was revealed. Nothing was said as his fingers moved across her body, exploring and exciting her. He made sure to take his time and tease out every bit of pleasure he could. His touch was both gentle and commanding, and Sylvie felt herself surrendering to him.

When she was finally naked, she allowed herself to take in the beauty of Gator’s body, as he stripped off everything he’d been wearing. She felt her arousal rising as she admired his incredible form. His muscles were so well-defined, his tanned skin making him look even more attractive in the golden light of the sun.

He pulled her close and their lips met in an electrifying kiss that set Sylvie’s heart racing. They explored each other with passionate fervor, their hands roaming over one another’s bare skin in search of pleasure and delight until they both reached a feverish peak of desire.

Gator lay back on the blanket and pulled Sylvie on top of him. She rubbed her wet pussy up and down over his rock-hard cock, coating it with her juices. Then she sat up straight and lowered herself onto him, burying the length of him deep inside of her.

She let out a groan of satisfaction that sent waves of pleasure through them both. As they moved together, the sun beat down on them giving an almost ethereal quality to their lovemaking that made it feel like time had stopped for just this moment alone.

He reached up and squeezed her breasts as she pushed down on his chest with both hands.

Sylvie kept moving on his cock, sliding up and down, faster and harder. She was desperate, wanting to feel the release. She continued bouncing up and down on him, frantically. Leaning back, she put her hands on his thighs feeling them flexing under her grip. Gator was thrusting up into her, pounding his hips against hers each time his cock disappeared into her wet tunnel. She shuddered and dug her fingernails into his skin as she felt the delicious waves of her orgasm wash over her. Goosebumps raced down her arms and a shiver ran up her spine as her limbs tingled in ecstasy. Gator felt her pussy clench around him as he grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her down onto him tightly. Her orgasm went on and on…wave after wave as she flooded his abs with her release.

As she came down from her high, she slumped down onto his chest and after she’d caught her breath they kissed passionately before he rolled her over and hovered above her on his hands and knees.

He began with her breasts, licking and sucking the nipples, then nibbling at them. Her pussy was already throbbing again, ready for another ride. She reached down and grabbed his cock and began to stroke it. She wanted it back inside.

“On your knees,” he said, as he helped her to roll over. He put his big hands around the front of her thighs and gently helped her to kneeling. He placed a hand on the top of her back and she leaned forward on her elbows before pushing her butt back toward him.

She was open and ready, hot and wet when Gator slid effortlessly into her again. It felt like he was even deeper than before, and she loved it. While he was driving into her, her pussy gripping at his shaft, the moisture was running down the insides of her legs.

The perspiration that covered her skin allowed him to rub his hands over every inch he could reach. He was all over her, on her, and in her. They were one.

He reached around and his fingers found her engorged clit. She cried out when he touched it…as shocks of nothing less than electricity fired over every nerve in her body.

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