sank into his thick brown hair as he gently sucked, licked, and nibbled with his tongue and teeth. She was so hot, and shivers ran up her spine.
“Take me,” she moaned.
“Not yet.” He flicked his tongue barely inside her opening, bringing more moisture out of her pussy.
“You taste like pure sugar and smell like lilacs. A man could get drunk on you.”
Her whole body began to tremble. “I’m going to fall.”
“I won’t ever let you fall, darlin’.” He put his arm around her buttocks and one further up her back and laid her on the blanket. Again he spread her legs wide. “Beautiful.” His teeth scraped across her engorged clit and he put two fingers in her pussy. He moved them in and out as he licked and nibbled at her most sensitive spot. She was going to explode.
He moved his cock to her opening and plunged in. Her pussy clamped tight around him and milked his cock as the tremors raced across her body. She bucked against him pulling him in deeper, demanding more.
* * * *
Brent pounded into her, taking all she could give. His last plunge sent him rocketing into space. In the distance, he heard her yell his name. For what seemed minutes afterward, his cock pulsed and her pussy trembled against him, continuing his orgasm far longer than he’d ever experience before. He could hardly breathe, and felt lightheaded. Rolling to the side, his breath rasped out of his lungs. He glanced toward Angie. She lay, breathing heavy, her body totally relaxed and open, arms and legs flung wide. Her lush breasts rose with each breath, and moisture glistened on the pale hair between her legs.
Forcing himself to move, he rose, leaned down, and picked her up. He started toward the lake.
“What are you doing? Stop, that water is going to be cold.”
“Just what we need. My unruly cock is already hardening wanting you again, and if I made love to you right now it’d stop my heart. I haven’t recovered yet.” He plunged into the coldness and laughed when she hollered and hit his shoulder.
“You must like cold water. Every time we make love I end up freezing.”
“Hot and cold. You’ll survive.” He kissed her mouth, and then threw her further into the lake.
She came up sputtering and heading in his direction. Her hand sent water splashing at him. She was a water goddess in the moonlight. Her hair was a silver cape around her head and shoulders, her skin glowed, and her luscious breasts had diamond drops of water glistening on her satin skin.
His mind and heart pounded, mine, mine .
When she got to him, he lifted her, and she wrapped her legs around his middle. He carried her back to the blanket, laid her down, and went to the truck. He had two towels in the back. He’d hoped they’d take a midnight swim. Going back to her, he took his time drying her skin and warming her. The air dried him.
He reached across to his jeans and grabbed another condom. She took it from him and rolled it over his stiff cock. Her hands ran along the top and sides as he lowered his head and gently kissed her.
This time he went slowly. His lips slid along her neck, kissing, touching. He licked the spot where her heart already pounded. His mouth caressed her full breasts, giving equal attention to both. Leisurely, he followed the lines of her curves to her hips, licking around her navel, nibbling at her sweet skin.
He passed her mound and gave attention to her inner thighs. Her legs trembled. His cock hurt with hunger to be in her again. He resisted the urge to hurry and didn’t move into position until he’d kissed every tender spot on her body.
She was moaning and pleading, and his cock pulsed with desire when he finally placed himself at her opening. He rubbed his thumb across her nub as he very slowly sank into her. Her tight pussy wrapped around him, warm and wet. She moved her hips to take him in deeper, but he held back, moving at a slower pace, coaxing every morsel of feeling out, heightening their passion until
Kevin J. Anderson, Rebecca Moesta, June Scobee Rodgers