“Well, you have the whole ‘you use a sponge’ look going on,soyeah.”
“If I’d known you needed so much space, I would have moved over. I just thought you were a little more nimble than that. How was I to know I’d get on a ride with the only stuntman in the world who has shittybalance?”
“I don’t have shitty balance. I walk tightropes! But when a woman is spread eagle in front of me, I lose concentration. Oh, and, uh, you might want to close your legs,” I said, flicking my head in the direction of the carnie and his slobbering mouth, “to give him a little less to fantasize abouttonight.”
“Oh, crap. Was he looking up mydress?”
“Your dress was already up. He was justlooking.”
“Damn, I thought it was breezy,” she said, not looking the least bit embarrassed as she calmly smoothed the fabric over her thighs and disengaged her feet from the ride’s walls. To my surprise, instead of resting them on the bottom of the carriage, she crossed her legs seductively and then rested them over my own. “Now you are in charge of protecting myvirtue.”
My breath quickened at the sight of her shapely legs and smooth, tanned skin so near my rattled crotch. I’d always been a sucker for long legs, but Emma’s were wearing me down quicker than usual. “If virtue is the goal, I’m not sure I’m the right man forthejob.”
The ride jerked as it began to move, and Emma’s sexy teasing came to an abrupt end. Her legs disengaged, and she planted her feet firmly together on the floor of the carriage. She inhaled deeply and closedhereyes.
“You okay?” Iasked.
“I will be. Just give me asecond.”
Good for her. She was really conquering her fears. I smiled proudly at my daredevil-in-training, complimenting myself on a job well done. See, with some people, all it took was a little patience. But then the carriage swung forward… and all hell broke loose. Emma emitted a sound so otherworldly that I actually looked around nervously just to make sure her predicted alien invasion hadn’t become a reality. She burrowed into me, on my bad side, and I struggled to stay composed. My ribs shrieked as her terror heightened. Suddenly my feet were the ones wedged up against the sides of the carriage. Her grip tightened at every stop andstart.
“What’s happening?” her muffled voice called out from somewhere inside the hallows of my chest, where her head was now securelyburied.
“Nothing,” I said, puffing the breath I’d been holding out. “They’re just loading more people. Open your eyes. You have toseethis.”
“I’m not sureIcan.”
“I promise nothing bad will happen. Open youreyes,Emma.”
Cautiously, she disengaged from my chest and opened them. Her hair was a rumpled mess as she scanned the horizon withwonder.
“Oh, wow.” She blinked in the awe-inspiring sight. “I mean,justwow.”
“See? I told you,” I said, filled with pride. “Cool,right?”
“It’s like we’re in the middle of nowhere. Lights for miles and then darkness as far as the eyecansee.”
“I know. The only downside is it makes us easier for the alienstospot.”
“Is it weird I was thinking the samething?”
She peered at me through her dark lashes, a hint of mischief sparkling in her eyes. I swallowed hard, the pain suddenly gone but replaced by another sort of ache. Clearing my head enough to be functional, I pointed out some of the various sights, and surprisingly, Emma slowly began to relax, even grabbing my hand and wrapping it around her. Following her lead, my other hand met in the middle and before I knew it, Emma was leaning into me, my arms folded over her in a comfortable embrace. A contented smile had spread acrossherface.
“Are yousmiling?”
“I am. Thank you, Finn. This… this isamazing.”
I pulled her tighter into me, and Emma tipped her head up, gazing at me with those trusting eyes. I leaned down and our lips met halfway, grazing and tender yet blazing all the same. Her mouth opened for me, and I took advantage of her generous proposal. Our tongues met briefly and I clutched her back, pulling her in closer. Emma groaned. It was a hollow sound as my mouth was now sealed firmly over hers, and our tongues and lips were working feverishly. She slid her fingers up my arms and set me on fire withherheat.
The Ferris wheel continued to spin, but neither Emma nor I were interested in the view any longer. Her legs had once again opened, offering me up the spot between them. I sank down over her, wedged myself between them, all but mounting her in the tiny confines of the basket. Emma was as wildly out of control as I was. She wrapped her arms around my back and raked her fingernails up. I shuddered, pushing her back against the seat, my hand snaking its way between her legs. She bit down on her lower lip and whimpered, covering my hand with her own and encouraging mefurther.
Suddenly a volley of whistles and cheers went up, and I pulled myself from her mouth to see that the ride had come to a full and complete stop… in front of a waiting crowd of hundreds. Emma pushed me off her and sat up, covering her face with her hand inembarrassment.
“Are you, uh, did you want another go-round?” the roadie asked, smirking. I swear I saw him adjust his dick at the exact moment I was rearrangingmyown.
I looked to Emma to get her opinion on the second ride opportunity. Certainly, I was up for another spin, but the stormy look in her eyes told me we were done with the Ferris wheel for thenight.
“Don’t be embarrassed. No one cares,” I whispered inherear.
