... We talked but on a professional work level, never social or personal. Sometimes i'd catch him just staring at me and when i'd glance a look at him... his eyes would linger a few more moments before returning to what he was doing. This irritated me. A lot. I found it annoying how he'd play these stupid eye games wonering what it all meant, and it also drove me crazy, pleasure crazy, breathless crazy. So here we were locking up when Hayden turned and told me to go home, saying he would finish. "CJ handed me his business card, "My cell number is on there. Can I pick you up from here?" I guess. What I'm wearing is OK?" Absolutely! You look fantastic," CJ complimented, smiling.I walked CJ over to his car as the guys finished loading his custom bike into a delivery truck. He exchanged handshakes with Bryce and Harp, then turned to me. I extended my hand, CJ took it, then leaned down and kissed my cheek. "See you in a little while," he whispered, as my coworkers' eyes and mouth went wide. Anything that he had left to give to someone else, perchance if they divorced or is she died, would serve as more of a relationship of companionship rather than of love. He knew that once giving all of himself to his one, true love, whoever she may be, that he could never love another. He believed that being in love was like playing a character in a movie, you had to give your all to your role, moreover, that love was like a movie because the sequel was never as good as the original. With. The move cause their bodies to align, their nipples touch and the biker lets out a wild gasp as her eyes fly open. She purposely rubs her body against Emma again, letting their nipples touch once more. The feeling is like liquid fire and once again the biker buck and writhes against the other’s body.Her leg lands between Emma’s, her thigh against the other’s pussy. Emma grabs her by the shoulders and turns them over on the floor with Emma now back on top. She can no longer control herself and.