1. Detours (Part 2 of 3)


    Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: L8LastNight, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    embracing his arm. She looked away but held him a little longer, a little tighter. He was solid, like a tree. She was sure if a tornado came along, she could just strap herself to him and he would keep her planted on the ground. Maybe she was holding on too long. Bonnie stepped back, looking down to hide the blush she felt in her cheeks. She still held onto his extended arm with one hand, while she mindlessly pushed back a few strands of her hair with the other. “Thanks,” she said. He didn’t say anything. She knew he was looking at her, though. Finally she looked up and smiled nervously. “Almost took a bath there.” Donovan reached for her forehead. She flinched a little as he moved away another few strands that had fallen across her eyes. “Would you like to?” Bonnie blinked. “Would I like to what?” she said with a hush. He grinned. It really unnerved her whenever he did that. He nodded his head towards the falling water and said, “Take a bath… or a shower.” “Uh,” Bonnie uttered, looking at the water skeptically. “It’s clean.” Donovan moved her aside against the wall, stepped further on the rock and stuck his head beneath sprinkling water. She grinned and shook her head. “No, it’s okay.” To further convince her, he stepped completely underneath the water. He reached down and pulled off his tank top as he proceeded to take an impromptu shower. Bonnie’s head turned aside slightly, but her eyes were fixed upon him. He was definitely built like a tree, solid and rugged. He turned ...
    as he showered, offering her a chance to fully appreciate his handsome body. The water fell upon a svelte form with broad shoulders and it streamed through the lines between lean, long muscles on his arms. She really enjoyed the way it spattered against his muscular back, though. Right, so you’re now at some off the map grotto, sexing a hitchhiker with your eyes as he takes a shower, Bonnie thought as her blush deepened, I don’t believe this is what Dad had in mind when it came to detours. She only realized she had been staring and lost in thought when she blinked and noticed that Donovan was holding his hand out to her. There was an attractive invitation in his dark eyes. Somehow, she had landed smack dab in a men’s body gel commercial. Bonnie swallowed. She felt her hand lifting up from her side, but she grinned nervously and shook her head instead. “That’s okay,” she said, “You just enjoy yourself. Take your time.” Though it pained her to do so, she stepped away from the grotto. Quickly, she walked away, watching her footing on the slippery rocks and mud, while stealing quick apologetic glances back towards Donovan. Bonnie made her way back through the woods to her car, mumbling to herself and running her fingers through her hair as if she could shake her senses back into her brain. As she walked through the brush and trees, her pace quickened, chased by her own distracted thoughts. She practically stumbled into the clearing and leaned forward against the rear of her car, ...
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