Summer Love at the Beach (Summer Instalove)

* Mitch *

After trying to keep my hands off Becca so that I didn’t frighten her, being given the go

ahead was like waving a red flag in front of a bull. I knew that I still needed to be extremely gentle with her, but she didn’t seem nervous anymore. Sitting down beside her, she was laid

across my bed like an offering.

Beginning at her thighs, I ran my hands up the outside of her body, coasting around her

round hips, tickling along her sides until my fingers molded to her incredible breasts.

As I leaned in to kiss her softly, her hands ran lightly up my arms, examining my biceps,

then gliding along my chest.

My lips skipped further down her neck to take a pretty pink nipple into my mouth. Becca’s

soft cry of pleasure made my cock thicken in my jeans until it was downright uncomfortable.

It had been a long time since I’d been with a woman, and never anyone as perfect and

sweet as this little treasure.

“You’re delicious, sweetie,” I murmured, switching to the other side. My tongue circled her

nipple gently as her hitching gasps filled the room.

As I pulled as much of her breast into my mouth as I could fit, her fingers danced along the

back of my neck, her shoulders moving softly as she held me against her. Running a hand

up her inner thigh, I begin to tease along the elastic at the edge of her panties.

“Um, you can take those off, if you want to,” she whispered. I heard just a pinch of

nervousness in her voice again.

Tickling my fingers along the outside of the silky fabric, I traced her tender folds. “These are rather pretty. Maybe I’d like to see them on you a bit longer.”

I truly felt like she trusted me, in the way she was giving herself to me so easily. It felt

perfect to suck and nibble at her breast while stroking gently between her thighs. It felt like her body was mine. That she was mine, completely.

Each soft moan and gasp was a clue to learning Becca. It felt like her wall of anxiety had

crumbled completely, and she was letting me truly be with her, both sexually and

emotionally.

As I switched to the other side, sucking even harder on her rosy little bud, she writhed

under me, a cry of pure pleasure filling the air.

“I think my girl likes that,” I murmured, kissing slowly down her stomach. “Every curve,

every inch of skin on this sexy body is mine to play with, isn’t it?”