If I wasn’t so comfortable against him, I’d suggest he go join them, which I know he wants. But I’m being selfish and want to stay wrapped in his arms watching the world go by.
“You asleep?” Reece whispers, obviously not wanting to wake me up if I am. I smile, but stay silent because I’m interested in what he’ll do or say next. He kisses my head as he moves one of his hands up and starts to stroke my hair all the while he keeps his lips pressed against the top of my head. “You frighten the life out of me,” he mumbles. “But y
ou’re mine because it would kill me to see you with anyone else…I just hope like hell I don’t screw it up.” He kisses me again, still keeping his lips against the top of my head.
I have tears in my eyes listening to him. My big badass guy frightened of little me. My heart flutters as a tear escapes. I reach up to swipe at it and Reece’s smoothing touch to my hair stops.
“How long have you been awake?”
“Um. I wasn’t asleep.”
I turn in his arms and rest my chin on his chest while making eye contact with him. “If I’m your girl,” I smile, “does that mean you’re my guy?” My smile turns into a grin. “And does that mean I can punch anyone who thinks you’re free.”
He starts laughing, which is what I’d hoped when I saw panic flicker across his eyes. I sit straddling him, and wiggle around trying to get comfortable. The mood suddenly changes as well as the growing bulge beneath me. So I wiggle some more.
Grabbing my hips, he holds me still. “I’m going to end up having a very long cold shower when I get home after the way you’ve been writhing around on my dick all day.”
“Hmm. If you’re going to be having a cold shower, then we might as well get hot and bothered.”
I wrap my arms around his neck and leaning in, nibble his ear. He catches his breath pushing me down firmly on top of his arousal. Smiling against his neck, I nibble my way down to his collarbone and back up to his jaw. I lick along his bottom lip before dipping inside.
He gives me open access to his mouth, which I explore with my tongue. He tastes of the lemonade that we drank with the picnic and there’s a trace of the sugary donut he ate for dessert.
I’m so tuned into him that my body is ready for him. My nipples are hard, erect buds pressing against his chest, and I’m so wet that I’m tempted to tell him to shove his hand into my jeans to discover what he does to me.
There is no way he can hide what I do to him because the evidence is long, hard and thick, pulsing against where I need him the most. He’s showing some restraint by letting me lead, although I don’t think he’ll last much longer with the way he’s breathing – heavily.
He grips my hips and seals his mouth to mine. Our teeth bump. I grind against him, moaning into his mouth as he captures my tongue.
We’re putting on one hell of a hot show for anyone who’s watching. I’m moving frantically on top of Reece, while he consumes me with his mouth.
I’m so close to coming; I can’t stop – not this time. He’s been teasing me all day, but not anymore. We’ve spent the day together; we’ve talked so now it’s time for a different kinda talk. I just need to try and focus on the fact that we’re in a very public place.
Breaking from the kiss, I open my mouth to tell him we need to go somewhere less open, but nothing comes out as he bites down on one of my nipples through my shirt sending a wave of heat straight to my core; making me throb even more.
“I want my jeans off,” I say in a rush as his other hand moves up inside my shirt to cover my other breast. I shiver while he lavishes both my nipples with pleasure.
“We’re in the park.” He pinches both my nipples.
My lust filled gaze meets his. “I don’t care. Touch me, Reece… Please. Undo my jeans and touch me,” I beg.
“Jesus fuck! I’m struggling right now,” he growls. “You keep talking like that I’m going to be embarrassing myself by coming in my jeans.”
He unbuttons my jeans and yanks the zipper down before sliding a hand inside the tight space. As his fingers slip between my slick folds, I’m sure my eyes roll back in my head with pleasure.
“Oh God, baby.” He lifts my shirt to uncover my breasts and starts sucking them alternatively with his hot, wet mouth.
I arch my back, resting my hands behind me on his knees as I rock back and forth on his dick and fingers…and then…I start shaking apart.
My climax hits me suddenly. One minute I’m in pleasure overload and the next my stomach muscles tighten and my orgasm starts.
It’s too much. It’s not stopping. It has to stop. Oh God!
“Stop,” I moan not having the strength to knock his fingers away.
He finally removes his fingers from the front of my jeans and I watch as he licks his fingers clean before letting his head drop back against the tree. His teeth clamping together while he takes uneven breaths. His hands are clenched into fists and his dick is huge, which I can see pulsing through his jeans. He needs to come. But, how can I relieve him here in the park, it will be a bit more obvious if I whip him out of his jeans.
I look around us and realize everyone has gone. No kids playing ball – thank God. No one. Taking a deep breath, I zip my jeans back up and meet the lust filled gaze of my guy.