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We swim for a little while until the adrenaline wears off. Then, we slowly meander back to shore.
I lay a towel down on one of the big rocks and sit. Wilder follows suit, making sure his arm touches mine.
The sun manages to slice through the thick branches and light up Wilder's face. He looks relaxed and calm. Something he doesn't appear to be very often.
I know I shouldn't, but I scoot closer to him. And then, I kiss his shoulder. His skin is cool, but I can feel the warmth radiating off him.
"You ready to start college in a few weeks?" He makes small talk.
I hitch a shoulder. "I don't really want the summer to end."
He exhales heavily. "Me either."
And because we're in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by tall shade trees and the warm sun, I untie the bikini top behind my neck. I let the material fall forward as Wilder's eyes drink in my bare breasts.
"What are you doing, Blondie?"
I hide a smile as I stand and slowly pull the lime-green material off my hips.
"Blondie," he laughs. "We could get caught."
"So," I flash my eyebrows at him. "Take your swimsuit off."
He doesn't hesitate and lifts his butt off the damp towel, stripping out of his wet shorts.
I stand over him and carefully kneel, placing both knees on either side of his hips. One hand rests on his shoulder while the other searches for his hard dick. When I wrap my fingers around it, I pump it up and down, making him harder.
"You're beautiful," he whispers as I place the tip of Wild Cox at my soaked entrance. I lower myself onto him, and he lets out a loud moan. "Why do you always feel so good?"
I don't answer him because we both know why. Love makes everything better, doesn't it?
My hips rock back and forth on his pulsating cock as he stares up at me, dark black pupils eating up his minty gold irises. He's warm and wet and wild. I lean down and press my lips to his, tasting him.
"I love you," I say in the space between us.
Our stomachs stick together as I roll my hips back and forth.
"It's not like this with anyone else," Wilder says quietly as he cups my cheek in his hand.
"No," I agree.
A warm breeze rustles through the oak trees, I increase speed, rocking my hips faster. I don't count the seconds or minutes as they pass. Don't rush to get him off. I inhale a moment, then exhale. I'm sticky and sweaty, but I don't care. There's a scratchy feeling in my chest telling me to savor every second. This won't last forever, even though I want it to.
As my nipples rub against his hard chest, my stomach tightens. Wilder notices and slips his hand between us, flicking my swollen clit. I come undone on top of him, my walls clenching around his hard cock. He follows right after me, burying his face in my neck, muttering my name. My heart feels as if it might explode from happiness.
Afterward, we lay curled up on the damp towel, my legs twined with his. We don't talk, don't fill the air with useless words. We let our hearts speak as Wilder kisses me deeply, his hands gently caressing every inch of my body.
When I begin shivering from the cool breeze, we get dressed, and then carry the dry towels to his car. I hold onto his hand as he drives, wishing this could last forever. That this feeling of being known and cared for and in love could last forever.
We both get out of the car at the same time once Wilder parks the car in the driveway.
We link arms as Wilder walks me to the front door, the moment sweet and simple.
Just as I'm about to turn to kiss him, I notice a familiar figure sitting on the front porch.
My arm drops from Wilder's as the figure stands and hurries toward me.
"Ingrid," Cash barely gets out before wrapping his foreign arms around me. "I've missed you."
