bottom of my full, knee-length skirt and draw it up my thighs, revealing the tops of my red stockings and the black garter belt holding them in place. I know the second they’re visible in the dim light of the porch lamp by the way Danny’s eyes darken and his breath catches.
“I bought that garter belt you said you liked last Christmas,” I say. “That’s why I wanted to wait earlier. I wanted to surprise you.”
Danny curses softly as he sinks to his knees in front of me and reaches out to grip my thighs in his big hands. “Spread your legs.”
“Shouldn’t we go inside?” I ask, even as I obey him, my pulse beginning to beat low in my body as I widen my stance.
“Not yet.” He presses a kiss to my right thigh, and then my left, setting a heavy, achy feeling to spreading through my pelvis. “This first.”
His mouth hovers inches from the apex of my thighs, his breath warming my skin through my satin panties and making my clit swell. I hold absolutely still, breath coming faster as I imagine what he’s going to do next. I expect him to kiss me, or maybe pull aside the crotch of my panties and slide a finger inside where I’m getting wetter by the second. I don’t expect him to lean in and trap my clit between his teeth, biting down hard enough to send a shockwave of desire rocketing across my skin.
I gasp in surprise, but my body arches instinctively into his mouth, craving more of this razor sharp pleasure.
Danny responds by cupping my bottom in his hands and pulling me closer, French kissing me through the thin satin. His tongue swirls in wild circles around my swollen clit, tightening my nipples into hard points that ache for his attention, ramping up the pressure building between my hips until my knees are trembling.
“God, Danny, I can barely stand.” I swallow hard and thread my fingers through his loose hair, hanging on for dear life as he kisses and licks, struggling to stay quiet when he curls his fingers in the top of my panties and jerks them down around my knees baring me to him.
Our cabin is set off the main trail and I know no one walking by can see us, but if I start moaning someone is definitely going to hear. “Let’s go inside,” I whisper, tugging at his hair.
“Not yet,” he says, fingers digging into my thighs. “Not until you come on my mouth.”
I have a moment to notice how cold the night air is against my burning skin and then Danny’s tongue is back between my legs, curling around my clit as he slides two fingers inside where I’m so hot and wet. Soon, I lose track of everything but how good he makes me feel. His fingers glide in fast and deep, his fingertips hitting that sensitive spot deep inside while his tongue continues to work against my clit with a skill he perfected when we were in high school and has gone on to develop into an art form.
Soon stars are dancing behind my closed eyes and I can’t keep quiet for another second.
My breath rasps in and out and a soft moan escapes my lips as Danny’s thrusts grow faster, deeper, until he’s fucking me hard with his fingers and teasing me with his tongue and my entire body is shaking as I careen closer to the edge. And then, suddenly, I’m coming in a long, wrenching wave, my body clenching tight around Danny’s fingers as my knees give out.
Before I can fall, Danny comes to his feet and grabs me around the waist, bracing me against him as he opens the cabin door.
My skin is still tingling all over and my body shuddering with bliss when he sweeps me into his arms and carries me inside.
But the moment he sets me on my feet and spins me around, bending me over the edge of the bed to take me from behind, the way I used to love after coming on his mouth, panic flushes through me with a suddenness that makes me flinch and cry out. My skin goes cold and my heart threatens to burst from my chest as I spin around and scramble backward on the bed, crab-walking away from Danny so fast I almost fall off the other
“I bought that garter belt you said you liked last Christmas,” I say. “That’s why I wanted to wait earlier. I wanted to surprise you.”
Danny curses softly as he sinks to his knees in front of me and reaches out to grip my thighs in his big hands. “Spread your legs.”
“Shouldn’t we go inside?” I ask, even as I obey him, my pulse beginning to beat low in my body as I widen my stance.
“Not yet.” He presses a kiss to my right thigh, and then my left, setting a heavy, achy feeling to spreading through my pelvis. “This first.”
His mouth hovers inches from the apex of my thighs, his breath warming my skin through my satin panties and making my clit swell. I hold absolutely still, breath coming faster as I imagine what he’s going to do next. I expect him to kiss me, or maybe pull aside the crotch of my panties and slide a finger inside where I’m getting wetter by the second. I don’t expect him to lean in and trap my clit between his teeth, biting down hard enough to send a shockwave of desire rocketing across my skin.
I gasp in surprise, but my body arches instinctively into his mouth, craving more of this razor sharp pleasure.
Danny responds by cupping my bottom in his hands and pulling me closer, French kissing me through the thin satin. His tongue swirls in wild circles around my swollen clit, tightening my nipples into hard points that ache for his attention, ramping up the pressure building between my hips until my knees are trembling.
“God, Danny, I can barely stand.” I swallow hard and thread my fingers through his loose hair, hanging on for dear life as he kisses and licks, struggling to stay quiet when he curls his fingers in the top of my panties and jerks them down around my knees baring me to him.
Our cabin is set off the main trail and I know no one walking by can see us, but if I start moaning someone is definitely going to hear. “Let’s go inside,” I whisper, tugging at his hair.
“Not yet,” he says, fingers digging into my thighs. “Not until you come on my mouth.”
I have a moment to notice how cold the night air is against my burning skin and then Danny’s tongue is back between my legs, curling around my clit as he slides two fingers inside where I’m so hot and wet. Soon, I lose track of everything but how good he makes me feel. His fingers glide in fast and deep, his fingertips hitting that sensitive spot deep inside while his tongue continues to work against my clit with a skill he perfected when we were in high school and has gone on to develop into an art form.
Soon stars are dancing behind my closed eyes and I can’t keep quiet for another second.
My breath rasps in and out and a soft moan escapes my lips as Danny’s thrusts grow faster, deeper, until he’s fucking me hard with his fingers and teasing me with his tongue and my entire body is shaking as I careen closer to the edge. And then, suddenly, I’m coming in a long, wrenching wave, my body clenching tight around Danny’s fingers as my knees give out.
Before I can fall, Danny comes to his feet and grabs me around the waist, bracing me against him as he opens the cabin door.
My skin is still tingling all over and my body shuddering with bliss when he sweeps me into his arms and carries me inside.
But the moment he sets me on my feet and spins me around, bending me over the edge of the bed to take me from behind, the way I used to love after coming on his mouth, panic flushes through me with a suddenness that makes me flinch and cry out. My skin goes cold and my heart threatens to burst from my chest as I spin around and scramble backward on the bed, crab-walking away from Danny so fast I almost fall off the other
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