Harley had a regular routine when she was doing a special show or a performance that made her particularly nervous. Making sure to stay away from caffeine. Her normal morning ritual of coffee was out the window today. She quickly got dressed and washed her face and brushed her pearly whites. Grabbing her boots and keys and without so much as a thought, she hopped into her jeep to head over to Brad’s to ride Brandy. Then it hit her as she started the jeep. “Oh God!” she thought to herself, turning off the ignition. ‘I can’t go over there, HE’S there’ she said under her breath. He would think I was there to see him. She raised an eyebrow ‘it wouldn’t be a bad thing’ Harley smiled. Starting the jeep again, she drove out of the circular diveway, thinking this is what she is and what she likes to do. She’d be happy to inform him of that.
Richie woke feeling good and alive! With a new level of excitement to meet the day! Throwing on a pair of sweats. He also brushed his teeth and wash up a bit. Again, while standing in front of the mirror shirtless, he liked the improvements he’d been making on his body. ‘Not lookin 52 at all Sambora’ he said to himself as he flexed his arms and made the Hulk maneuver in the mirror. Running his hand over his chest and stomach, he remembered the night before and how he had rubbed his juices into his skin, wishing she had been there. He slid his t-shirt on and ran downstairs for his morning coffee. Brad was right behind him as he reached in to get his mug. “Mornin, Rich. What time’s your flight back to pamper me city?” he asked jokingly making fun of Los Angeles. “HA-HA! I need to get out of here by one, plane leaves at 2” he said. Looking over at Brad but seeing someone from the corner of his eye. He quickly turned his head to look out the window. The same window he first saw her through. “Harley’s here, riding Brandy” he told Brad. Brad nodded “Figured she’d be here. This is routine for her before a show she’s nervous about.” he explained to Richie. He shot Brad a quick glance then went back to Harley. Damn, she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Her long brown hair was in a braid today. Wearing a cowboy hat, a denim vest, over a white long john shirt. Tight, faded jeans with a hole over the left knee, brown belt and boots. She was perfection in denim, he thought. He wondered how she would dress for the show that night. Never having seen her before. “Rich?” Brad asked, no answer came. “Richie?” still no response, he was in his own world. “RICHARD?” Brad yelled. “What?” Richie finally acknowledged Brad. Laughing, Brad couldn’t help but say “WOW, you got it bad Sambora!” Richie smiled and said “Guess so! I’m gonna take her a cup of coffee”. “Don’t bother, man! She doesn’t drink coffee before a show. Makes her all jittery.” he said. “But if you want to talk to her, just walk outside, smart one!” he chuckled “Or did you forget how to walk around her too?” Richie nodded his head and gave his best duck lips, “Yep, I think I’ve forgotten all my coolness, brother. Think I might just have to fall down a few times for this one.” he said as he headed out the door.
Harley was brushing Brandy and softly talking to her. Little did she know, Richie was standing directly behind her. “Brandy, sweet girl? Do you think that fine man is still here? Think he’ll come talk to me or should I just go marching in there? What would you do, baby?” she always talked to her horses. Suddenly she heard him “Do you always ask your horses for advice?” her eyes closed, her heart started to pound, she felt her face heat up. She swallowed hard “How long have you been standing there?” she asked. “Not long, but to answer your questions, I leave at one and once I saw you hear, I headed right out to see you, darlin”. She took a deep breath “damn” she said under her breath. She kissed Brandy on the nose and swung around. “Morning, Mr. Sambora” she said with a very beautiful smile, that melted his heart. “Mr. Sambora? Ouch!” he said, raising an eyebrow. “Talk about hurting a man’s ego.” She giggled, “Awww, don’t feel that way. You’re the best lookin Mr. I’ve seen in a long time.” he smiled “Aww shucks ma’am.” he said with that smile that makes you heart skip a beat. His dimples were so deep and gorgeous, you wished you could fill them with water and swim in them. Harley stepped to him, grabbed his hand and put it around her waist. He pulled her to him tight. She put both her arms around his shoulders. Faces so close, her hat fell off. Her lips pressed against his. She could feel his hot breath against her face. She pulled back slightly to take a look at his face, but not for long. She went back to his lips, this time she separated them and slid her
tongue deep in his mouth. Feeling his sweet tongue roll around hers. He reacted! His tongue caressed her’s as he entered her mouth. Both of their heads moving from side to side, slowly. “Shit” he thought to himself. Wearing sweats with no underwear was not the best idea for this. He was getting hard. Harder than he was last night. He hoped through her thick jeans, she wouldn’t feel it. Richie threw his coffee mug down and without thinking it through, he put both hands around her and really pulled her to him. A deep throated moan came out of Harley’s mouth as she felt all that he had to offer her at that moment. It caught them both by surprise. But it was a pleasant surprise. “Oh my God, he’s so hard, I want him!” she thought. Richie thought “she likes it, I want her!”
Brad thought this make out session had gone on long enough. Worried what his horses may witness next “Hey! Get a room, guys! My horses are virgins and don’t need to be corrupted” he said. Richie pulled away. Making sure his t-shirt was covering the big bulge in his sweat pants. But Harley thought enough to stay in front of him, as to hide it for him. She felt it rub against her ass. How could she speak with that happening? She took one step away, as to not feel it anymore. Although, she wanted it all over her. “So sorry, Brad. We didn’t mean to get so carried away.” she told him. “I should go” she stammered. Starting to walk away, she was stopped by Richie’s hands around her waist. “Don’t leave without a hug goodbye, baby” he demanded. Harley flung around, looked into his amazing brown eyes “talk soon?” she asked and he nodded, “you bet, baby! Break a leg tonight” he told her. He head a fire in his eyes. She didn’t know if it was his hardness talking or if he just looked at ladies he’s into like that. She couldn’t wait to discover all the answers to those questions. Time, she thought. She hugged him tight and thanked him. “Why the thanks” he whispered in her ear. Brad had walked away, leaving them to their goodbye’s. “it’s nothing you really did. I mean your just being you, but you make me feel alive again and I like this feeling.” as she finished saying that she pulled back looked into his eyes “you do the same for me, sweetheart” he placed a soft, wet, delicious kiss on her lips. “bye” she whispered, he smiled and said “see you soon”
Harley went to grab her hat but Brad had already done so. “See you in a few hours” he said as he handed her the hat. “Knock em dead” she told him as she put her hat on and walked away. Getting into her jeep and left. The men stood and watched.
You write Brad perfectly. That man is just as funny as Richie in my opinion. The comment about his horses being virgins was priceless, had me laughing.
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