Chevy

Flash Fiction Friday #21

~ Kendel Davi ~ 12 Comments

Is it July already?

That’s hard to believe and it’s Friday so you know what that means.

One image, 100 words (no more, no less) and wonderful writers with their own unique take on the same image.

So, here are my 100 for the first Friday in July!

The scent of our sex lingers as I allow Max to catch his breath.  The morning sun sparks the navy blue vinyl seats of Max’s vintage Chevy. His legs tremble as he caresses my back and his cock, still wet from our juices, clings to my stomach as I feel his heartbeat slow from a pound to a flutter. 

“I was thinking,” Max mumbles.

I stare at him to stop him as I sense Max searching for the words to describe what just happened.  We had a deal and love wasn’t a part to that.  At least not for now. 

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