Her CEO Stalker and Her Second Chance Mate Chapter 100

**Briar**

Today we were going to the fair. The town of Divide had been bustling with the preparations all month. The cool September air was refreshing. I had on Uncle Jake’s jacket over my black dress and slashed leggings as we pulled up to the shop. The guys had finally taken a Saturday off. Today was the day I finally got to ride the bike he left me. Something settled over me as Carter slipped out of the passenger side of my truck. I had told him I felt like driving. Something about being in his jacket and his truck just made him feel closer. It panged in my heart. I unlocked the bay to the garage, and the door went up. Carter helped me take it off the blocks, and I walked it into the parking lot. It was no longer riddled with more customer bikes and vehicles than we could deal with. Soon, I’d launch the website and advertisements to hopefully rebuild the clientele we had lost during the backlog after Jake's passing. I set the kickstand and looked at the beautiful gift in the light of the morning sun. I hugged myself, inhaling the old scent of tobacco and whisky that wound into the leather. 

Carter draped an arm across my shoulders and squeezed me into him gently in support. He seemed to know where my mind wandered.

“Whatever you're thinking, he's proud of you Briar,” he said before kissing my hair and handing me the keys. I looked down at it in my palm and realized a tiny keychain now adorned the empty ring. A little silver dragonfly. It was a gift from Carter. I took it in my hand and glanced up at him.

“Thank you,” He said as he slid his hands into his own jacket pockets, a ghost of a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. Today, I wouldn’t argue with him about unnecessary gifts. I hadn’t brought my backpack either. Just a small wallet, I felt naked without it, but perhaps it was time. Last night proved something to me. That there were things in life worth fighting for, worth living for. It wasn’t just about the sex. I learned I could trust Carter with not just my body, but my heart. He didn’t need to know that just yet. That I could still find beauty and pleasure after everything I had been through brought me a kernel of peace in my soul. Last night, as Carter sweetly made love to me, that bloom and my chest had risen again, rising as if to search for something, its presence filled me. A source of strength, of grit to keep going, and this time it hadn’t receded. I reflected as I stared at the bike, lost in my head. Today I would start to live my life again. I had decided. Lana said I’d know when that time came, now I knew what she meant.

“What are you waiting for?” Carter whispered in my ear over my shoulder. His breath tickled my ear, and I flushed. It seemed he was just as excited as I was for this. I straddled the bike, kicking down the kickstand, put the bike in neutral, and turned the key in the ignition. I glanced at Carter and smiled, he grinned back, and I kick-started the engine. It came to life as it rumbled under me. I adjusted the choke and let out a breath looking up at Carter again. He wanted me to do a few loops around the parking lot to get the feel,” he said, I adjusted my weight and balanced like a natural. We had gone over several basic maneuvers without the bike. The goal now was to hold my balance and smoothly transition the clutch. I shifted into gear and eased forward. Slow and steady the first loop around and had gained confidence by the fifth. On the tenth I eased to a stop in front of Carter, shut off the bike, and put the kick stand down before bounding over to him with tears in my eyes and jumped into his arms, my legs wrapping around him as he caught me. My joy fed his, as his joy filled mine. I pulled his hat off his head and kissed him. He kissed me back, spinning us. I felt light as a cloud. His forehead pressed against mine.

“How about we take a little scenic ride before we head to the fair? If you're comfortable we can just ride there after?”

I kissed him again. “I like the way you think.”

Carter pulled his bike out of the garage, and I locked it up. I let him ease ahead of me, and I followed him as we pulled out into the road. I thought ridding a backpack was freeing. But this? This was an entierly different level of freedom and peace. Everything else fell away until there was nothing but the road, the breathtaking scenery, and the open sky. At some point I eased ahead of Carter and when I saw an open meadow, I just had to pull over. Carter stopped beside me. I got off and bounded into the grass like a kid high on Pixie Sticks. Carter followed me a stupid shit eating grin on his face. I spun around before flopping down on the grass. He joined me looking up at the wispy clouds. I rolled over and kissed him deeply, tangling my hands into his hair. His hands slid up my thighs up under my dress, the feel of his hands on my skin driving me insane. I wanted more, more of him. I kept kissing him, my hands trailing under his shirt over those too hot for his own good muscles. I was burning up for him. He rolled me to my back, his eyes boring into mine in question. My answer was to just yank his belt buckle free. He glanced around the grass just tall enough to mask us from any would-be travelers going down the road.

“Seems I’ve started something I don’t regret needing to keep tending to Briar," he growled into my ear before he slid my leggings down past my knees. His mouth collided with mine as he probed between my folds and grinned against my lips, finding me slick. He tested a finger inside me, then another, coating my clit with my juices before strumming it. I pushed into that friction. He chuckled and freed his cock from his jeans, lining himself up. I wasn’t as primed as last night but I found I enjoyed the stretch and feel of him as each  thrust into my my walls slowly opening to him as he found my clit again, gently urging me to take him in as he kissed me to the point I had to pull back to get a breath of air as I panted. His mouth nibbled and sucked on my neck causing my toes to curl. His thrust were more persistent then last night but it felt so damn fucking good. I let out a soft cry as his angle changed and sweet heavens above this man had skills. His thrusts became more urgent, His attention to my clit more adamant.

“You gonna cum for me, Baby?” He asked through panting breaths against my neck. His tongue teased the skin there before his teeth gently bit down, causing a wave of ecstasy to ripple through me, and I found myself tumbling over the edge of my release. He thrust in deeply, spilling his cum into me as I cried out beneath the open skies. He moved his cock slowly, teasing those shudders running through me to prolong the end. It felt so damn good to be alive.