thought. “Go on, what’s your first proposition?”
“Give me a minute. Let me think,” she laughed. “Okay. Something that’s been on my to-do list for a while. Sex outdoors. Somewhere secluded, just you and me getting back to nature.” She grinned cheekily at me as my eyebrows shot up.
I snorted. “You’ve been thinking about that for how long? You’re barely eighteen,” I teased.
“Yes, I’m aware of that. What can I say? I have needs,” she shrugged. “So, is that a no?”
I laughed. “Belle, that is one hell of a yes,” I smirked. Now for a clue. “Okay, open fire. Log cabin,” I said, smiling at her out of the corner of my eye.
“That doesn’t tell me where we’re going,” she argued indignantly.
“It gives you a hint of what to expect though.” I retorted.
She nodded, as if she accepted that. “Okay. My next proposition is you, sitting in front of said open fire, naked, with me between your legs, giving you the best blow job you’ve ever had.” She said it with such ease, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. I flashed her a look as the blood rushed from my head down to…Well, my other head. She glanced at the obvious erection I was harboring in my pants and began to laugh.
“I’ll take that as a yes, shall I?” she said dryly. I nodded, swallowing hard. And here I was thinking it wasn’t possible for me to be looking forward to this weekend anymore.
“Fuck it, I’m taking you to Buttermere, on the Lakes. I found the most beautiful log cottage by the water. I wanted to do something special for your birthday.” I said, surrendering. If she kept up with these propositions I’d end up crashing the car.
“That sounds amazing,” she breathed. “I can’t wait. Nobody has ever taken me away before. Apart from family holidays.” She smiled to herself as she looked out the window, taking in the scenery as we moved through the hills. I reached over and placed my hand on her leg.
I didn’t want to admit it to her, but this was the first time, ever, that I’d taken someone away. This girl had me experiencing so many firsts that I never thought I’d do.
***
Belle was asleep when we reached the cottage. It was dark, but the lake sparkled as the light from the surrounding streetlights shined across it. I nudged Belle. She opened her eyes, a smile spreading across her face.
“Wow, it’s beautiful,” she breathed.
“Let’s go inside,” I smiled. I grabbed our bags and followed Belle up the dirt path to the front door. I unlocked it and stepped inside. The fire was already lit, as per my request, so the room was cozy and warm. In front of the fire lay a thick rug, on top of which was an oversized sofa.
“Jack, it’s stunning,” Belle grinned, turning to kiss me. I chuckled at her enthusiasm. Seeing her happy made me happy. I took her hand and led her into the bedroom. The king sized four poster bed was definitely the feature of the room, with its rich burgundy comforter and a stack of pillows in various sizes. At the foot of the bed sat a small box of chocolates delicately wrapped with ribbon.
“Champagne, my dear?” I asked, holding up the bottle that lay in a bucket of ice on the bedside table. Next to it sat a huge platter of chocolate dipped strawberries.
Belle laughed. “Well, I am eighteen now, so legally I can drink,” she walked over to me, slipping her jacket off. I put the bottle down and turned to face her. “You’re not going to pour me a drink?” she asked, tilting her head. I was already ripping her dress off her, my hands creeping around her back as my mouth pressed against her lips.
“So, there was talk of you giving me the best blow job ever?” I mumbled in her ear. She laughed and grabbed my hand, leading me out to the fire. “What are you doing?” I asked, amused and obviously very aroused. Still wearing her heels, and she stood in front of me in her underwear, the fire casting a shadow over her face. She smiled, her
“Give me a minute. Let me think,” she laughed. “Okay. Something that’s been on my to-do list for a while. Sex outdoors. Somewhere secluded, just you and me getting back to nature.” She grinned cheekily at me as my eyebrows shot up.
I snorted. “You’ve been thinking about that for how long? You’re barely eighteen,” I teased.
“Yes, I’m aware of that. What can I say? I have needs,” she shrugged. “So, is that a no?”
I laughed. “Belle, that is one hell of a yes,” I smirked. Now for a clue. “Okay, open fire. Log cabin,” I said, smiling at her out of the corner of my eye.
“That doesn’t tell me where we’re going,” she argued indignantly.
“It gives you a hint of what to expect though.” I retorted.
She nodded, as if she accepted that. “Okay. My next proposition is you, sitting in front of said open fire, naked, with me between your legs, giving you the best blow job you’ve ever had.” She said it with such ease, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. I flashed her a look as the blood rushed from my head down to…Well, my other head. She glanced at the obvious erection I was harboring in my pants and began to laugh.
“I’ll take that as a yes, shall I?” she said dryly. I nodded, swallowing hard. And here I was thinking it wasn’t possible for me to be looking forward to this weekend anymore.
“Fuck it, I’m taking you to Buttermere, on the Lakes. I found the most beautiful log cottage by the water. I wanted to do something special for your birthday.” I said, surrendering. If she kept up with these propositions I’d end up crashing the car.
“That sounds amazing,” she breathed. “I can’t wait. Nobody has ever taken me away before. Apart from family holidays.” She smiled to herself as she looked out the window, taking in the scenery as we moved through the hills. I reached over and placed my hand on her leg.
I didn’t want to admit it to her, but this was the first time, ever, that I’d taken someone away. This girl had me experiencing so many firsts that I never thought I’d do.
***
Belle was asleep when we reached the cottage. It was dark, but the lake sparkled as the light from the surrounding streetlights shined across it. I nudged Belle. She opened her eyes, a smile spreading across her face.
“Wow, it’s beautiful,” she breathed.
“Let’s go inside,” I smiled. I grabbed our bags and followed Belle up the dirt path to the front door. I unlocked it and stepped inside. The fire was already lit, as per my request, so the room was cozy and warm. In front of the fire lay a thick rug, on top of which was an oversized sofa.
“Jack, it’s stunning,” Belle grinned, turning to kiss me. I chuckled at her enthusiasm. Seeing her happy made me happy. I took her hand and led her into the bedroom. The king sized four poster bed was definitely the feature of the room, with its rich burgundy comforter and a stack of pillows in various sizes. At the foot of the bed sat a small box of chocolates delicately wrapped with ribbon.
“Champagne, my dear?” I asked, holding up the bottle that lay in a bucket of ice on the bedside table. Next to it sat a huge platter of chocolate dipped strawberries.
Belle laughed. “Well, I am eighteen now, so legally I can drink,” she walked over to me, slipping her jacket off. I put the bottle down and turned to face her. “You’re not going to pour me a drink?” she asked, tilting her head. I was already ripping her dress off her, my hands creeping around her back as my mouth pressed against her lips.
“So, there was talk of you giving me the best blow job ever?” I mumbled in her ear. She laughed and grabbed my hand, leading me out to the fire. “What are you doing?” I asked, amused and obviously very aroused. Still wearing her heels, and she stood in front of me in her underwear, the fire casting a shadow over her face. She smiled, her
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