I moan and suck hard. Her hips swivel, and I know she’s enjoying herself. The breathy pants and the fine tremors running through her body have me itching to be inside of her. I release her flesh with a loud pop. “You’re going to take me out and you’re going to ride me.”
Her eyes spring open. “What?”
I chuckle. “You’re going to sit down on my lap, take my cock into that tight little pussy, and fuck me until we both come.” I flick her nipple with the tip of my tongue.
She shivers.
“I want to watch you come apart for me. Can you do that?” I trail my tongue between her breasts, sucking at her soft skin.
“Here?”
“No one’s around to see us. This is private property. You want to live, right? Be free and wild. Fly high? I’ll make sure you never crash and burn, baby. Not on my watch.”
“Okay.” Her voice wavers.
I hold my breath as she untangles herself and stands. She pushes down her pants and I watch as she bares her body in the moonlight. She’s soft, and curvy. The word lush comes to mind. All that reading in the pen did wonders for my vocabulary.
She kicks away her jeans then underwear and bends over to work my belt open.
I nip at her breasts, holding her hips to keep her steady.
She pulls out my cock and flicks the tip with her tongue. I release pre-come and she hums. “So salty and sweet. You been eating pineapples, baby?”
“Just for you.”
“I like it.” She sucks me down and I lift my ass off the ground.
“You keep that up, and I’ll be painting your mouth white instead of your pussy.”
She straightens and I swear she’s a nymph straight from the sea as she comes to me and sinks down. Her warm flesh encompasses me. She works her way down and I move deeper into her slick center. Gripping my shoulders, she uses her strong thighs to push herself up and plop down into my lap. I grunt and grip her hips, letting her set the pace. When she flexes her muscle my eyes roll in the back of my head. She’s a dancer weaving a spell as she moves her supple body and I’m captivated by her.
A slight smile lines her lips and her eyes are brighter than the stars dotting the sky. “You feel so good.” Digging her nails into my shoulders she picks up the pace.
I can see her letting go and finding the wings to give her freedom. “Shit, babe. So damn tight…” I can barely get the words out. I’m still working on rebuilding my stamina and this woman gives me an instant hard-on.
“Fill me up, Holt. Make me forget.”
It’s the first time she’s used my given name. I can’t help but roar. She wants me to take over, I can do that. I grip her hips hard, and pound into her.
She scratches out my back and screams.
“Give it to me, Bluebell. Let go.”
Her body tenses, her muscles flex, and she throws back her head. The wind catches her hair, blowing the dark strands out behind her.
She’s a goddess—powerful, beautiful, and all fucking mine. I follow her over the edge, filling her to the brim with my essence. “You’re mine, Blue. No holding back, no backing out. I want you inked and wearing my property vest. No more waiting. We live our lives now.”
“Yes.”
I hold her close as we come down and stare at the moon and the stars. I missed the openness. It’s something we all take for granted, until we’re locked away and staring at four walls except for the few hours we get outside a day.
Now, my world feels right again, after waiting all these years for this moment to come.
Chapter Ten
Your love’s got me looking so…
Blue