otherwise.
She hoped he needed lots of convincing, too.
“What are you doing?” he asked as she slid her hand into his pants and made contact with the heat of his cock.
“I’m doing what both of us want to do, Swift,” she said, leaning closer to press her lips against his.
His arms wrapped around her, and he pulled her tight. His kiss was not demanding, but she could feel that he struggled to maintain his control. He wanted her as badly as she wanted him.
“Give in to it,” she urged him, her hands exploring him freely now. “We both know passion; we both know what to do. There’s nothing to keep us from having what we want now. By the Skies, I want you, and from the feel of it, you want me, too.”
He shifted slightly as she finally managed to get his pants open. If he really didn’t want to do this he could have easily stopped her, but instead his kisses urged her on. She clutched his stiffened cock in her hand, stroking the velvet tip. Her breath caught in her chest when he groaned in pleasure. Desire flowed between them like air and she could feel his pleasure in her own body. There was nothing magical about this—it was pure desire and pure physical want.
Now his hands were working over her body as well. She squirmed with delight when his fingers slipped inside her blouse and he began teasing her nipple. She returned the favor, fisting him tightly and gliding up and down over his hot, solid cock.
“Careful, or I might just go off in your hand,” he warned her.
“Oh? Is that a concern? Well, how about this, then?”
She scooted so she could bend over. By the Skies, it had dawned on her that there were even more ways to explore and experience him than she’d discovered already. His kisses were ambrosia, but she suddenly had a strong desire to see what other parts of him tasted like.
He still wore too many clothes for her liking, though, so she’d have to remedy that. The task turned out to be easier than expected, considering that he was more than willing to help with it. But it did come with a cost, though.
“I’ll take off mine if you take off yours,” he said.
She was already sliding out of her blouse, slipping it off of her shoulders and over her wings. His shirt came off just as easily, but right now it was the pants she was primarily interested in. While her skirt had hardly enough material to require any effort, his pants had to be maneuvered over his taut muscles, long limbs, and that prominent, wonderful organ.
Dedication made quick work of it. Wind from the lake sprayed over them, practically sizzling on her heated skin. High atop this lighthouse as they were, reveling in sun and desire, the sight of Swift’s hard, naked form before her was nearly all it took to toss her into the throes of a climax.
She wasn’t about to rush any of this, though. Her eyes took in the sight, her hands ran over his skin and wondered at his perfection, and his green, earthy scent tantalized as she leaned in to kiss his neck, then his chest, then the hard line drawing her toward her goal.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he murmured, his voice nearly lost as he nuzzled her and grazed her body with his hot, eager hands.
“We’ll just have to keep at this until we do get enough,” she said.
His cock jumped when she pressed her lips on it. He tasted spicy and warm. Her body tingled as if a fine mist of Fairy Dust had settled over her. She let desire and instinct lead the way, taking him tentatively between her lips and finding the sensation quite remarkable.
He shifted, his hips rising up to give her complete access. She curled up next to him and took his hot shaft deeper into her mouth. He cradled her, running his hands over her until he reached her most sensitive spot. Now it was her turn to groan. She drew gentle pressure on his cock as his fingers pressed into her yearning mound.
Together they adored each other’s body, he stroking her core, tasting her skin with kisses, and she suckling