Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Richie had enough of his long day and felt that it was time to wash the dirty off his body and climb into bed. Feeling a tad sore from his horse ride today, he reached in and turned on the hot water. He got undressed and looked in the mirror at his body and thought all the hard work was paying off. He was in better physical condition than he’d been in for quite some time and he liked what he saw. He hoped Harley might like it too, should the situation ever present itself. He stepped into the shower and Richie closed his eyes and let the hot water rush over him.. .. “damn, that feels good”.. he let his hands slowly slide down his body...yep.. working out was working!

Harley was an amazing woman. He could still feel her lips on his. He wondered how her lips would feel on the rest of him. Smiling, enjoying the memory of his tongue in her mouth, he picked up the soap. He began to wash the days dirt of his hard body and as he washed, he thought of her, and his body got harder. He stretched out his long dick as it began to rise, rubbing the soap out the length, taking his time with it. A slight smile came across his boyish face, “Yep, still the King”, he thought laughingly.

Using his left to wash his balls, his right stroked up and down a few times, then he let the water rush over him again. “damn, that really feels good!”
Sighing at the sensation, Richie washed the rest of the soap off. Turned off the water and stepped out to dry off. His dick still wanted more, but she wasn’t there.

Richie grabbed his phone and text her "thinking about you, gnite baby" Richie laughed. She had no idea how much, or what, he was thinking about her! Her gorgeous body. Wanting it pressed up against him. "dammit, can’t get that kiss out of my head" He walked across to the bed still naked, and body hot from the shower. The windows were open, with a breeze blowing the curtains softly but out here, no one to see in. Aaahhhhh, what a beautiful place. The big bed looked empty, but the sheets were so cool and soft as he slipped his naked body under, and reached to turn off the light, and he couldn’t sleep. His eyes would not close. As he lay there, thinking about Harley and wanting to feel her. His hands started stroking his semi-hard cock again. Oh! There! Yeah, that feels good!
It didn’t take long for the magnificent length to come springing back to life. He felt her tongue sparring with his again and imagined her sliding down his body with that hot little mouth, sucking and nipping as she went. He wondered what she would taste like, how it would feel to run his tongue into her soft honey. Would she moan out loud? Would she gasp for air as he entered her? How would those beautiful nails feel on his back? Her hands pulling at his hair. FUCK! this was driving him crazy!

Oh damn, his breath quickened. He rubbed his cock in that “just right” spot, up and down, moving the skin where it touched his darkened head. Richie pulled on it, stretching it even more, and squeezed his head with his left hand just hard enough to create a sharp intake of breath. He groaned. Oh man! His whole groin was tingling now. His balls began to tighten as he thought of her breath on them, and how it would feel for her lips to encase his dick. Those beautiful soft lips that had touched his, sucking on him.

In his mind he flipped her onto her back, shoved her legs apart and thrust himself into her wetness, his hand moved faster, as his other hand caressed his balls, that were aching to release. His hand now moved in time with his breathing. His warm brown eyes closed, his head fell back, breathing heavier now, sweat glistened on his face. Suddenly he exploded! Letting out a gasp, and growling deep in his chest, rubbing his dick until the last spasm. He felt the cum shoot up all over his hard tanned abs! Hot and electric. His cock jerked in time with his heartbeat. "aaaaahhhhhhhhgggghhhh" Richie groaned again. That was so needed. As his eyes fluttered shut again. His breathing slowed, as his hands rubbed thru the gorgeous mess he had made. "damn Harley, why aren’t you here licking this up?" Richie laughed to himself. "I'd better get up and wash off.....".. and that was his last conscious thought.