Resting their intertwined hands on the centre console, the soft hum of the road filled the car, as they both got lost in the distant memories of their collective past. The slowing of the car bought Rayna back to the present. She had no sooner looked puzzledly at Deacon, than he answered,
"Fuel"
His eyes wolfly raked over her body as she walked back to the car, her arms full of various road trip snacks. Her legs, encased in black denim, appeared to go on forever. A black fitted vee neck t-shirt highlighted the curves it hugged. Devoid of make-up, she looked as young as the day he first met her. He loved the freckles that dusted her nose and cheeks, the same ones she had constantly fretted over when she first started out, moaning that no one would take her seriously when she looked like a twelve-year-old. The fact she had pulled her curls back into a soft ponytail enhanced the youthful look. Her blue eyes danced with merriment while her eyebrow arched at the wolfish smirk on his face. His eyes caressed her rear, as she lent into the car unloading her purchases. His body thrummed with desire as he continued to rake his eyes over her. She seductively walked towards him, her hips silently demanding that his large hands wrap around them as he slammed into her. Groaning an expletive, he tried to will away the growing tightness in his denim jeans.
Rayna dragged her eyes over his body, the smirk on her lips told him that she had noticed the effect she had on him. Leaning against the car, she mimicked his stance as he waited for the fuel pump to fill their car. Their eyes had a silent conversation, daring each other to react to the growing desire pumping through their bodies. The click of the pump cutting out broke the weighted silence. Rayna's lips twitched with amusement as she watched Deacon's uncomfortable walk to replace the pump. Twerking a questioning eyebrow at her, he popped the gas cap back on. She gasped as he grabbed her and drew her tightly against him. His hands cupped her butt as his lips devoured hers. Groaning deeply her fingers dug into his back, pulling herself even closer to his body. His hands traversing her body sent sparks through her body. His fingers tangled in her hair pulling it gently. His tongue plunged into her, stealing her breath. He pulled harder on her hair as his lips lessened their ownership of hers. Opening her eyes, bewildered and full of unrequited desire, she was greeted with his blue eyes crinkled in amusement.
"So, Ray, what'd ya say, should we keep going?"
Blinking, she was struggling to get her emotions back under control. She knew he meant get back on the road, but she would have given anything to have the luxury of having a tour bus and their own bedroom right now.