The Bear’s Capture

Once at the lake, I parked the vehicle and cut the ignition. The click, click, click of the engine cooling filled the interior. Looking over at Susie, I saw she already watched me, her gaze hooded, her smile soft. I could practically feel her arousal coming from her in waves, knew she was ready for me.

Even though I didn’t give a shit about people watching us, we were on our own out here. Privacy, seclusion. It’s what I craved, especially when I wanted to make my mark on my woman.

I reached across and pulled her onto my lap, her legs on either side of me, the gasp leaving her sweet and intoxicating.

“What are you doing?” she whispered, the lust in her voice clear, driving mine higher, making me just want to reach between us and pull my cock out, push her panties aside, and plunge into her welcoming body.

Instead, I kissed her, cupped her nape, took control. I licked her bottom lip, her flavor sweet, addicting. When I pulled back she panted, her pupils dilated, her need for me as strong as mine.

“The food’s getting cold,” I said and grinned, hearing her disappointed moan. It fueled me higher. We climbed out of the car and I grabbed the basket and blanket from the back. With the basket in one hand and the blanket draped over my arm, I took her hand with my free one and led her to the lake.

I found a clearing, spread the blanket out, and started pulling the food out. My mind was not on this fucking scene, but having my girl so worked up I could practically hear her breathing behind me turned me on so damn much.

And once everything was set up, I turned and faced her, my cock achingly, painfully hard.

Who the fuck was I kidding? I couldn’t control myself when it came to Susie.

“Come here, baby.” And when she was right up against me I used my upper body to press her to the blanket. I positioned my hips between her open thighs and pressed my jean-clad erection against her panty-covered mound. Her skirt had ridden up her thighs, and I was thanking God right now that she’d worn it.

A moan spilled from her when I thrust against her. “That’s it, Susie. Give me more.”

She speared her hands into my hair and pulled me closer, kissing me with fervor. Her warm tongue slid along mine, stroking, mimicking the exact sexual act I was about to do to her. A slow, steady thrust of my hips against her had her panting against my mouth. She lifted her hips for more and I groaned.

“More,” she murmured against my mouth.

“Oh, baby, I’ll give you so much more you won’t be able to handle it.”

I slid my hand down her side and stopped on her outer bare thigh. I was so hard, like a steel rod behind the fly of my jeans. I kept trailing my fingers high and higher, twisting my hand until my finger brushed along the crease where her leg met her pussy. I was about ready to come in my jeans like some damn teenager.

Rivulets of sweat beaded down the length of my spine. We tilted our heads at the same time, our tongues delving deeper between each other’s lips until the act of fucking was constant, obvious.

I broke the kiss, panting. “You taste so good.” I trailed my lips over her jaw and down her neck to where her pulse beat frantically. I continued a slow, steady press of my hard cock against her. And then I was resting my fingers at the edge of her panties, not moving, just rubbing the pad of the digit back and forth.

I groaned against her neck, my body tense, my breathing ragged.

“Yes.” She lifted her hips, rubbing herself against me, making this animal break free inside of me.

When I let my fingers slip underneath her panties, finally touching her wet slit, I groaned like a madman. Sliding the digits up to her clit, I rubbed the engorged bud back and forth, causing her to cry out.

“You’re so wet for me.” I moved my fingers down her slit and teased the pad of my thumb along the opening of her body. Her legs shook as she braced her feet on the ground, her thighs wide open for me. When I dipped just the tip of my finger into her, she cried out.

“You’re so fucking tight and wet, so ready for me.” Her inner muscles clenched down and I groaned. I captured her mouth in a kiss, sliding my tongue between her lips at the same time I pushed my finger deeper into her body, past the second knuckle.

With a twist of my wrist I removed my thumb and placed it at her clit, fucking her with my finger at the same time as I rubbed the little bud.