Chapter 38: "The BadAss Seed"
[Tyler's POV]
"Paul is this hotel solely belongs to your family", A girl from a group raised a question.
Why there is a need for people to know to whom it belongs? Are you fucking kidding me just enjoy your motherfucker ass and stop questioning as you are in a museum?
" No darling", Paul walked to her and rest his arm around her neck. "We have partners in it named Ademar", He gazed at her and gently pat his finger in her cheek.
" So everybody enjoys the trip and foods", He finally summed up here.
We took steps together for our own room. I went to mine and took a quick shower to drain my anger. I quickly got dressed and knocked on the door of Paul. He opened.
"I am going out wanna join?", I offered him an invitation.
" Yeah sure", He grabbed his sunglasses and cell phone.
On the way of the entrance, we picked up Sylvester also. I got started my Harley-Davidson and gave a gesture to Paul to sit on behind seat.
"You ride your bike. I and Paul will follow you from the car", Sylvester said opening the car and locked it.
I nodded my head and gave a thumbs up.
We started our engine and drove off. I breathed the fresh air. Looking at every couple dotting their love on each other. Mauritius is so romantic but I indeed have no partner to make use of this opportunity. It is a sunny day and a perfect way to get tan. The breeze blowing on the face is warm. I continued my driving and looking back continuously to check if they are really following me. They were following me but Paul was flocking his feather-like free bird peaking around to the girls and flirting his way out of his league. Anyways, I must focus on my ride. Every once in a while I take a trip to a road alone but this time my bad I got Paul along with me.
Last night was hectic due to the work pressure from the old fox who deliberately gave it to me just to test my patience. Woah! Don't they know there are several ways to test our limits? Every once in a while girls like me and then we have a passionate orgasmic night. Sometimes I do visit them for more than one night but I majority prefer one nightstand. But before I make any move I make myself clear that I don't make love but fuck a hard fuck. Some of them understand the concept but there are some who think that it can happen to other girls but I can't treat them like that and might fall for them this time. Why the fuck to get hurt after rejection when you can eventually put this mantra in your head.
Later they create some fuss when I inevitably leave them alone. It's not my fault by default I made it trim and slim the thin line between us. But they don't get this into their heads and make a mistake to think highly of themselves.
Honey, you should never miss the word " Move On" from one's intellectual. I like having the freedom to do whatever I want and whenever I want them to do. I got smirk appeared on my lips just having a thought of my all gifts. I was driving slowly I watched a gang of girls standing in the hot and humid climate. Huh, what I want to do.
However, I squint my eyes to see clearly from the shield of my helmet. There's a car stopped by the side of the road. I got to see a white Mercedes. As I got closer I saw a woman standing in front of the road waving her hands together to me. The boot is popped up, the universal sign is car trouble.
I slow down and decided to pull over, it felt warmer whenever my bike comes to a stop of a gorgeous, girls. But there was one girl who seems to appear familiar. Her body sculpture, the feature of that face, especially what took my attention is the hair that got brown and shiny in the light of the rays. It gets veritably hot.
Could that be her?
She looks different now. Might be wearing a transparent pair glass. Her hairs look different I think she did a curl at the edge of it. I remember the way her long hair waved on her face I put them side behind her ear.
But it's her. I would have bet my life on it. It could have been the most unforgettable memories which I could not have dared to forget---- the locker room what inevitable things I would have done to her and could have witnessed her trembling expression and incomplete words. As I was getting close enough I could see more simply the face of the girl and yo I fisted up in the air. It's Abi... my Abi.
Her eyes flick to the side like she is thinking of something to say, searching for inspiration from our surroundings.
This time you are not going anywhere not in your fucked up car especially in this state.
My eyes roam to her body from head to toe. She looks as sexy as ever. Lean and tight, with curves all right in the place. Even in a simple pair of skinny jeans and a cotton shirt, she looks tempting. And I am definitely tempted.
I wonder how she got here.
"I... Uh... maybe", She hesitates, then shrugs and tries to alter the subject. " Our car got died on us. Do you know anything about the car repairs?"
Oh no, missy. You are not getting away that easily.
"What took you to miss your flight?", I stalk closer and take a good look at her. I watch her squirm, biting her full lips and swallowing.
While I took a step closer to the car. "Now let see what had happened to your car", I opened the front engine door.
" It was running fine before, but out of nowhere it just started to slow down and finally stop. I couldn't get it to the budge no matter how hard I tried to press the gas pedal", Now she got her voice back and I could hear her sweet voice.
Apparently, we moved on to the car conversation instead I bet she wants to keep the conversation on the same track and not to get crooked. As I peer under the hood it quickly becomes clear to me what wrong has happened to her car. It's common enough problem for old or new cars. It would take me less than time to fix it.
"I have the tools but it will take a whole day for me to fucking fix it", I turned to the side to watch her face fall down. She's leaning against the front of the car looking at the same engine. But more likely not watching what I am able to see.
As she was standing helplessly but she had my full attention ever since that last day.
"Okay", I shrug as it is not a big deal and slam the hood down. The sound makes her jump and I muffle a laugh at her as she glowers at me. "You want to lock your car. It's unlikely that anybody would steal it. But you can't be too careful.
Thankfully I have a spare helmet in my backpack. I gave her and offered her a ride ignoring her friends. I handed a helmet to her but she refused to accept and kept mum.
" What about my friends?", She gave a concern expressed to me.
Oh girl, I really wonder what expression you will have when I will show my good job. Else I have not taken the responsibility of your God damn friends. They all grow up they can use GPS to rectify their roadways.
"Well, what can I say? It seems you have to wait for a while my friends will be arriving soon till then I can drive you back", I still tried my best to convince her. Only her.
" No, I can't leave them alone. If you are running late you can leave. I will search for a mechanic to fix our car", She said and walked towards the car again looking left and right in search of a mechanic.
Oh no, I can't allow her to call a mechanic. If he will fix it up soon then she will think I was bullshitting around.
I imagined her sitting on the back of my Harley, her thigh spread wide by the seat, the wind wrapping her top tight around her body. Maybe if I speed up she would hold on tight and press her tits against my back.
She bites her bottom lips and stared at the engine as if she would get some divine inspiration and suddenly know the inner working of the car. Later she looked up at me.
"I am not that kind of guy who will leave the beautiful ladies stranded alone in the middle of nowhere when I can help", I chuckled.
Her body is slightly bent at the waist, making her ass stick out deliciously in the air. Damn. The view makes me want to grab her ass and fuck her right here against her car.
" If you are worried I am going to bail, I can leave my stuff at your place. You don't have to worry about me stealing anything from your car", I chucked and she makes up her shoot anger on me.
Hey, it was a joke what can I do if you didn't find it funny.
She takes one last look at the car engine, under the hood sighed audibly and finally meets my gaze, " Okay".
Did I hear something wrong? Does she said yes to spread her... I mean for a ride. Unfortunately, she looking behind me and waving her hand. I turned back and it was no other than Paul. I gave him a tight smile.
"Ladies why don't you join us?", He offered them a lift.
" Yeah", Samantha got excited looking at Sylvester.
They all went inside the car but the only person who did not get the seat is Abi.
"I think you join Tyler, he can give you an unforgettable ride. Don't worry he is a good rider", He winked at me and I gave a smile in appreciation.
" Okay"
Okay? I am doing a big favor to her and all she said is just okay to me.
I hand her a spare helmet. She takes a quick look at it and gives me a confused frown. Ok, so the helmet is little girly. It's black with flowers all over and got a pink skull and crossbones at the back.
I shrug. I don't have to explain anything to her.
I started my bike and signaled her to sit. She said bye to all and we left. I think there was no need for a bye they will be meeting up soon in the hotel.
"Drive properly. I am not wishing to be handicapped or a vegetable", She had a doubtful expression.
"Drive good or bad? you will come to know later but first settle yourself", I ordered.
She rested her one palm on my shoulder and then lifted her one leg wide to seat on it.
"I look back to see her as I start the engine. I smirk as the engine roars to life and glance over the shoulder. " Hold on tight".
We glide onto the country road the air cool underneath the canopy of trees. As I pick up the speed, she tentatively touches my waist. I intentionally clutch the grip to the speed brake so that she can bend more to me.
"Ouch! You... You did it on purpose", She shouted loudly while knocking my shoulder.
Maybe she got to learn my intention.
" I did not do anything. Can't you see a speed breaker", I took her attention to it.
"Huh"
I really want to curse my leather jacket who is creating a huddle between her and me. If it would not because of this jacket I would have felt her tits squished against my back.
"What took you to miss your flight", I questioned her.
I slow down as we enter the town so that I can hear her.
" Just... A... traffic", She trembled.
"Oh I see", I glanced back at her and gave a smirk.
There were a number of turns we take before and finally, reached our destination. I got disappointed when she unclasped her hand and hop off the bike. But I reminded myself that we stay in the same destination.
" Thank you", She said and hands me a black and pink flower helmet and walks towards the hotel.
I stopped my bike and took a helmet along with me. I can see her ass bouncing and felt to spank her but clenched my fist.
My imaginations got broke from the roar of the car engine. It appears to be Paul.
"What took you long to reach here?", He questioned. " We reached before you and I was still waiting for you".
" I took a long route and just got busy in chatting and reliving the moments of Mauritius", I explained to him and pulled him by the neck and went inside.
Tomorrow will be more fascinating.
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Authors Note:
What gift Tyler is talking about?
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