I couldn’t wait to show her the wildflower meadow.
20
ANNA
Comfy.
The ride with him was so comfy.
Every time I wrapped my arms around him, I couldn’t quite span him. Which I loved, weirdly enough. He was so big. So broad. He reminded me of a wall no one could penetrate. It made me feel safe, even as we flew down the road with the cool autumn air whipping around us. My body pressed against his back, and I felt every thick, chiseled muscle. I felt the scruff of the hair on his back, and it only served to remind me of just how much of a man Brutus was.
I curled my nails against his shirt and felt how juicy this man’s abs were.
There were men who kept themselves lithe, like Doc, and their muscles matched. But Brutus was bulbous everywhere. Big and meaty, and every single part of me wanted to cling to every single part of him. My pussy pounded. I really had to get out of my head.
I wanted to ride everywhere with him, though.
Even if it was just to get some fucking groceries.
I got so lost in the sauce trying not to cream my goddamn panties that I didn’t realize we stopped. I noticed, slowly butsurely, that I didn’t hear the noise of the traffic. I didn’t hear the noise of my hometown. There weren’t even any other bike engines roaring about, which was a sound my rattled brain had grown used to.
It was quiet.
And it smelled divine.
“Where are we?” I asked as I picked up my head and opened my eyes.
Brutus chuckled. “Why don’t you take a look around, Sleeping Beauty.”
I grumbled as I ripped off my helmet. “I didn’t fall asleep.”
He snickered. “You might as well have. Here, let me help you.”
I was so lost in myself that I didn’t realize he had dismounted. I barely got my eyes open before I felt his helmet slide upward, but the images that were revealed to me left me with my mouth gaping open.
Holy fuck.
We were in a wildflower meadow.
“What in the world?” I asked breathlessly.
I barely registered him moving as he swept his arm out over the view. “Welcome to the northern border of your brother’s territory and ours.”
I just furrowed my brow. “I thought we had a couple of towns in between us?”
“On the south and west side, yes. But you know how the districting of these towns are. They sort of corkscrew into each other instead of being just puzzle-pieced patches of land.”
I just shook my head softly. “I had no idea this even existed.”
“Me neither, until I went exploring one day,” he said as he sat the helmets on the back of his bike. “I come here a lot now, just to think.”
There were flowers of all shapes, sizes, and colors. Pinks and oranges and yellow and blues, all of them doing their last dances in the wind before fall surely claimed them to the next year. I looked up and the sky was as blue as Mom’s eyes.
“Hey, Mom,” I whispered softly.
Suddenly a shadow cloaked me, and my legs parted as Brutus slotted in between them.
“You okay?” he asked, his fingers gripping my chin until my gaze met his.
