I'm riding alone in the wood. It's early evening and just starting to get dark. I stop by a large tree and leave my bike on the ground while I sit on a low branch to fish lights out of my bag. It's been a long hard ride, the muscles in my legs and bum ache and my skin glistens with sweat. A breeze whispers through the trees, pleasantly cool on my damp shoulders.
I hear the snap of a branch behind me and turn to see who's there. I can't see anyone so I assume it was an animal of some kind. As I turn back to my bag, the hair on the back of my neck prickles as though someone is standing right behind me. I ignore it. The wood is deserted, and peaceful. The ground is soft from recent rain but today has been dry and warm. I'm tired but alert as I sit there, my mind still sharp though my body is fatigued.
I feel the prickling sensation on the back of my neck a second time. Scared to turn around, I can almost feel your breath on the back of my neck. I freeze as you reach out and touch my bare shoulder, stroking your hand down my arm. You lean in behind me, kissing my neck and reaching around to take my breast in your hand. I relax as I realise it's you. I'd know the touch of your fingers anywhere.
My nipple hardens as you gently squeeze it between your fingertips. Your tongue caresses my neck and shoulders, tracing small circles on my moist skin as your fingers circle my nipples. I breathe in sharply as your teeth sink into the soft flesh of my neck. I lean back into you as you suck my flesh, leaving your mark on me. I can feel you pressing into my back as one hand strokes my leg, slowly moving towards the heat at my centre, but always staying away.
I moan softly in disappointment as you stop touching me. But it's only so you can move round in front of me. You're naked from the waist up, your t-shirt discarded on the ground behind us. I can see the bulge of your hard cock under your shorts.