Take Me by Alice Stark Page A

soaked in the sun I took my time in a continued appraisal, appreciating the width of his shoulders, his powerful biceps, even his dark, curly hair that I loved to tangle my hands in. It was just the right length to be able to grip in the heat of passion, but not so long that it hung in his eyes.
                  So far in our pseudo-relationship I really felt like I could tell him whatever I needed to get off and any new fantasies that suddenly popped up in my head, much like the one he had induced with his sexy threat. What would it be like to be so close to being caught, having people near enough to hear or see what we were doing? What if they actually watched us, what if I was aware of them watching, was I into that? I wasn’t too concerned with the repercussions, it would be awkward I am sure, but the risk was definitely worth it. I continued to stare at him while I chewed my lip and considered the physics of making this happen with minimal threat of exposure.
                  “Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad,” I finally spoke up when I felt that I couldn’t make myself any wetter from staring at the growing erection in his shorts and imagining him taking me out in the open.
                  “Come again?” he sat up and cocked a dark eyebrow.
                  “I’ve been staring at you like a piece of meat since you got here and I’ve no intention to stop, perhaps you should do something about it.” I bit my lip and leveled my gaze to his face.
                  “Come here,” he didn’t demand, but it wasn’t up for debate either, the deep timbre of his voice resonated deep inside of me and settled in my aching clit. I obediently stood and walked to his chair and straddled his hips, feeling the full length of his hard cock barely contained in his swimming trunks pressed against the thin, satiny material of my swimsuit. Cupping my face with both hands his eyes lowered to my mouth momentarily then Henry pulled me down a couple inches to brand my mouth with his, kissing me deeply and passionately. His lips were soft and firm alternately, kissing me so hard my lips felt bruised then just barely brushing my mouth the next moment. While he had my mouth enthralled his hips began bucking slowly, creating a rolling rhythm with just enough friction to make my pussy soak my swimsuit entirely, he was so close to where I needed him. I was very slick and needing so much more but he continued to tease me, pulling me down harder on him to ride his thickened flesh with our clothes still on and making out like teenagers. The sensation of his powerful hips molding my soft curves to his hard ones and feeling him anchor my body down to his so effortlessly was incredibly arousing. I loved his dominant side, he made me feel so small and feminine when his muscular body overpowered mine.
                  “There are people coming around now, maybe we should get in the pool,” I murmured into his mouth after glancing up for a moment to see the golfers closing in on the 5th hole, aka nearly my backyard. His stubbled cheek brushed against my mostly exposed chest when I peeked at the course again again and my breath caught in my throat from the rough sensation. An easy grin graced his gorgeous face before he mouthed my nipples over the fabric of my top, he bit down just the littlest bit to apply more pressure. I pushed my chest eagerly into his face, encouraging him.
                  “You sure you don’t want me to take you right here Mia?” the predator’s need and the desire to publicly claim me were written in the lines of arousal in his body, and I was willing to satisfy him within certain boundaries.
                  I reached down between our bodies and grasped his thick, hard tool and whispered into his ear as I stroked him, “You can either fuck me as hard as you want with full access to my tits in the pool, or we do it with