Cast the Cards

“Just a little something—canoeing and a picnic on the lake?”

He tilted his head and looked up. “That actually sounds like a lot of fun. Not that I’d tell you no.”

She grinned.

Carey looked over her shoulder. “I think we already spoiled her, Clark.”

“I think that’s a good thing. She’s quite the catch you know.” Clark’s teasing tone warmed her. Nothing could be wrong in the world when she was secluded here with her men.

“I’m sitting right here.”

“We know, that’s why this is so fun.” Carey winked. She punched his arm playfully and he laughed.

“I’ll go get started on lunch,” Clark offered. He spun on his heel and headed to the kitchen, and Carey sat up and grabbed a fistful of hair. Pulling her to him, he devoured her mouth, claiming her with teeth and tongue. She melted into a pile of woman, pressing her chest into his. Her hand wandered down to massage his cock. He moaned and moved against her hand. Sitting up, she unbuttoned his gray cargo shorts.

“Commando?”

“Easy access.”

“Hmm , I like it.” Leaning over, she circled the head of his cock with her tongue. Their eyes locked and she laved him with her tongue, swallowing him as he grew to his full length. Gripping him firmly, she lowered her head and took all of him inside her mouth.

“Shit, yeah.” His eyes darkened with lust, and she reached out to cup his balls.

Rolling them in in her hands, she bobbed her head up and down. His masculine grunts filled her with pride. I’m doing that to him. His hands twined in her hair and he thrust upward, fucking her mouth. Opening her throat, she took him deep.

“Just like that, Vannah.”

She hummed and he gasped, pumping faster. His cock twitched and he let loose, filling her mouth with a wave of salty cream. When he’d given her all he had, she opened her mouth to show him the prize and swallowed it down, licking her lips.

“God, you are so fucking hot.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere. I’m going to hop in the shower, change and go help Clark.”

“I’m tempted to join you, but then we’d never get on the water. Come here.”

She leaned in and he took her mouth, re-discovering every inch with his tongue before he pulled away.

“I like the way I taste on your lips.”

Damn. “Likewise.”

“Later I’ll refresh your memory.”

“I like the sounds of that.”

She placed a gentle kiss on his lips and moved from the couch before the

y began round two.

***

He walked into the kitchen to find Clark had set out the old picnic basket and begun to make sandwiches.

“How was the lake?”

“Everything I’ve been dreaming off since I was seventeen.”

“That good, huh?” Carey chuckled.