Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Lost Lemon: Mea Culpa ❯ Duo and Ami's Ride ( Chapter 1 )

Lost Lemon: Mea Culpa

Duo and Ami's Ride

By Devon Masterson

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"I've never rode a bike before," she said, "I might fall off."

"You'll be fine just hold on tight to me," he assured her as he put the black became helmet on her then climbed on. He took her hand and steadied as she got behind him. Once she was secure, he started the engine.

The wind blew in their faces as they rode downtown. Some time ago, he looked up her address in case he was ever in the area. It was good thing was always prepared for anything. It was only about ten minutes later when they pulled up to her town house. As soon as they were in the driveway, the garage door opened. Duo pulled in and cut the engine. The door started to close as Ami stumbled off the motorcycle. She smiled holding her keys. "We need to get you to bed. You are on your ass drunk. I didn't know you were a partier."

"I needed to get loose so I could approach you," she answered.

Duo pulled his helmet off. "What are you talking about?" He lifted his leg to get off the bike when Ami kissed him. His tongue slipped in between her lips. "Ami…don't start something you can't finish."

"I intent to finish this," she whispered, her voice husky from lust and the liberation of her inhibitions.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

Ami nodded and draped her legs across the motorcycle so that she faced him. "I'm very sure," she answered. She kissed him again. Her hands tangled into some of the free locks of his braid.

Duo moaned slightly as she undid his braid slowly. He loved it when his hair was played with and so few of his lovers bothered. His braid was only half way undone when he pulled her arms upward and removed her shirt. Their kiss was broken for a moment only so he could admire the view. "Very nice," he replied after shucking her bra from her body.

"Mmmm," she moaned as he kissed the hollows of her neck and moved downward. She writhed and lifted herself to allow him greater access.

Encouraged by her movements, his hand trailed to the bottom of her skirt. Ami hit his ear as she sensed what he was about to do; this caused her to be increasingly daring. His gentle breath tickled her ear as he tsked at his discovery. "You're a bad, bad girl, Ami," he whispered then smirked as he felt her suck in her breath. His thumb rubbed across her sensitive nub as two fingers slipped inside of her.

"Duo," she moaned as he worked her. Her hands further tangled, his now fully unbraided hair, and pulled it.

That had never happened to him before and he found it provocative. It made the whole act more raw…animalistic. "Come for me," commanded.

Ami moved forcefully against his hand. She kissed him deeply when she felt herself climax. His ministrations were a delightful appetizer, but she was still hungry. "That was good," she said casting her gaze downward.

"I can tell," he replied watching her in after glow. This is not how he expected to his night to go, but he didn't have a problem with it. A lustful glint appeared in his eye as he placed his fingers in his mouth. She tasted like honey, that in itself was almost enough for him to be satisfied, but he knew his libido would never let it go at that or hers for that matter. His eyes rested downward to where her gaze seemed to be fixed, his crotch. He was more than willing to take her, but he wanted this to last as long as possible. "You broke it now fix it."

"I know just what to do," she replied pushing him back. She unzipped his pants and his manhood sprung free. "How about I keep it warm for you?" she asked as she straddled him.

"That'll work," he whispered basking in her tightness.

"What else can I do?" she asked innocently as she began to grind against him.

"Me over and over again," he said breathlessly. The whole thing was intense, they were sexin' on the back of his motorcycle and it was the most erotic thing he had ever done. No other woman would ever be able to top that.

"Oh god," she sighed. She could feel her senses clouding over and her ears buzzing as he grabbed her hips and drilled into her. She screamed out from the unexpected force, but begged for more with each thrust.

"Oh god, I love you," he moaned, as his thrusts grew more intense and quick.

Ami leaned back as the climax finally seized her, shaking her to the very core. She screamed out in pleasure then quivered in his embrace, sending him over the edge as well.

Duo buried his face into her chest in an effort to contain himself. It had never been that good, ever. He was not sure if it was the location or Ami herself, but he did know that he wanted to possess her. He had to know if the sober Ami was even half as sexy as the intoxicated one. Ami Mizuno would be his.

"Take me upstairs," she said softly as her breathing became softer, "we're not done yet."

© 2002 Devon Masterson

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