Demi bit her lip at the thought of the first time she had seen him on the bike. While she had thought he was good looking normally, there was something about the sight of him on a bike that made her feel very hot and flustered. A small sly smile crossed her face at the thought of the first time he had taken her out for a ride on it, and how they had stopped in the countryside for a little while. “I hardly heard you complaining” she teased.
She was glad that Justin couldn’t properly see her face as it turned a shade of pink, at the thought of their antics in their earlier days. They had gotten so bad that she had taken to putting up soundproofing charms in the bedroom on a pretty regular basis, just to stop the complaints they had received from her neighbours. Their early days together had been lost together in a glorious hedonistic daze, with neither of them barely able to keep their hands off each other for then a few minutes at a time. Raising her eyebrow at him, at the mention of him learning new tricks, she was more than intrigued. “Are you trying to tell me that you have been holding out of me” Resting her hand on his leg, she slowly teased her hand up the length of his thigh.
She rolled her eyes as Justin had described a modest house as being one with a dozen or so rooms. “You realise that a dozen or so rooms is not a modest home, right? But…. I have to agree that the idea of being able to christen them all sounds like a bit of fun” Demelza couldn’t help but let out a low moan as Justin nibbled on a delicate spot on her neck. “You are evil, you know that right?”