breath. The one
thing I wanted she was giving me, time.
She crawled off of
me and fished the joint from the ground before lighting it again. She
sat cross-legged in the grass and smoked as she watched the water.
“We should go swimming,” she mused aloud.
“ You’re
insane.” I laughed and pulled myself up to sit beside her.
“ No, I'm not.”
She jumped to her feet and yanked me up behind her. “Here, one more
puff and then I want you naked.” She shoved the joint between my
lips and lit it for me.
I grinned through
the intrusion and pulled the unsmoked stick from my lips. “You’re
beautiful.” I tapped her nose with my index finger. “And I don’t
need this to get naked with you.” I tossed the last of the joint at
my feet before stripping out of my jeans.
“ Oh...ballsy.”
She giggled and tore her shirt over her shoulders and sprinted the
half dozen yards to rocky shore. I caught up to her, and knee-deep in
Lake Michigan, kissed her as I pulled the straps of her bra down. My
fingertips flirted with the tips of hair that brushed against
hardened nipples as my eyes drank in her creamy, unmarred skin as
effortless breaths turned to labored pants.
“ There are
houses…” She gestured over my shoulder.
“ It’s too dark
for them to see, but you may want to keep it down when I make you cum
this time,” I growled in her ear and pushed my hand between her
legs, sliding through wet folds before I pulled her into the shallow
surf with me. Kneeling over her, I kissed at her neck and collarbone,
and made my way down her soaked body. I licked between her legs and
swirled my tongue along the tightening bud of her clit while she
arched and dug her fingers in the sand. Cool waves rushed up her body
and frothed in the long strands of her hair before retreating back
down the shore while I pleasured her.
“ Fuck, Auburn,”
I groaned as my cock dug into the sand between her legs while I
sucked on her clit and pressed two fingers into her body. She sucked
in measured breaths as her hands kneaded at the flesh of her round
breasts. The muscles of her body tightened when I hooked two fingers
inside her hot pussy and massaged at a tender bundle of nerves buried
deep within her. Her hips ground against abrasive sand as I continued
to massage and she continued to plead for more. Her fists tightened
with each slide of my fingers before she burst in a torrent of moans
and cum all over my palm. She sighed and inhaled deep breaths of
summer night air.
My hands pressed
into the wet sand around her head as I hovered over her, covering her
body in the event anyone had heard us. I licked at the delicate skin
between her breasts, tasting her sweat and the cold, fresh water
before laving my tongue up her neck and nipping at her ear. “We
should get going,” I finally murmured while my hips flexed between
her legs.
“ I want you
inside me again,” she pleaded before her fingers ran through my
hair in what had becoming a soothing gesture.
“ Next time.” I
lifted her in my arms, already burning with exertion, and placed her
on her feet, trying to half cover her and me as I led her to the
shore to collect her clothes. I helped her dress tenderly,
appreciating the soft contours of her young body. “I had a great
time tonight.”
“ Me too.” She
looked up at me once she was again fully-clothed. “I can help...”
She gestured to the table and chairs next to us.
“ No, don’t
worry. I’ve got it.” I slipped a hand in her hair and pulled her
by the nape to meet my lips. “Thank you for a wonderful evening.”
“ Thank you.”
She kissed me softly. She tasted like cherries. Deliciously decadent.
“When will I see you again?”
“ Other than
class?” I flirted. She rolled her eyes with a smile. “We
have to be discreet. This isn’t going to be...I won’t be
available like you’ll want. I’m sorry.” I smoothed a palm over
her cheek.
“ I
know. I’m busy, anyway, I have this hellish english
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