“I want you. If CJ is all we get, I would be the happiest man in the world if I had you.”
“So, are we actually gonna have sex under this tree?” She giggled.
“It kinda feels like we have to now.”
“What if we didn’t have sex under this particular tree?” She bit her lip and grinned at me.
"I'm so glad you said something." I pressed our foreheads together, and we shared a laugh. "I mean, I definitely could have rallied, but I'd feel better if we found our own tree."
I grabbed the biggest bag, and we spent the next twenty minutes looking for our own lucky sex tree when Lisa found one she liked.
"This looks like a good tree." She rubbed her palm on the bark, petting it like it was a horse.
“Why?” I unzipped the bag and pulled out a blanket.
“It reminds me of you.” She grabbed one end of the blanket and helped me spread it out.
"How's that?" I sat down and leaned against the tree, lacing my fingers behind my head.
"It's big and strong." She lowered herself onto my waist to straddle me. "It's dependable." I unzipped her jacket and pushed it over her shoulders. Lisa was wearing a cream-colored sweater dress. It hugged her body in all the right places, but it was too cold out here for her to take it off. "And it makes me feel safe."
“I like being a tree.” I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer.
“You are such a goofball.” She mumbled against my lips.
“Hey.” I shrugged out of my jacket. “You’re the one calling people trees.”
She laughed again and started to undo my belt buckle.
“Cole.” She freed me from my boxers and stroked my length. “I need you to promise me something.”
"Lisa, even if you didn't have my dick in your hand, I would give you anything you asked for."
"I'm serious." She laughed. I leaned forward and kissed her, trying to shift my focus from what her hand was doing to whatever she was about to tell me. "Promise we'll always be like this with each other."
“What do you mean?” I slid two fingers beneath the lace of her panties. She was so wet. I wanted to plunge into her, but I settled for using two fingers with my thumb pressing onto her clit as she continued to stroke me.
"I mean," she gasped between moans. "We got this money from terrible people, and I don't want it to make us terrible people."
I really didn't want to think about her ex-husband or my biological grandfather, but she was making good points, or maybe I wasn't thinking clearly because there was no blood in my brain.
"I promise, baby. I will love you like this forever. This money came from terrible people who were wealthy, but we both came from amazing people who were wealthy, and we turned out okay." I kissed her, and she giggled, nodding in agreement.
"But, my love, if we feel like this money is turning us into assholes, we'll just give it away…"
Lisa was beginning to shudder and ripple around my fingers. My need was growing, and I needed to feel her slick heat wrapped around me. My fingertips smoothed over her swollen bud as I withdrew my hand, causing her to spasm again. I sucked my fingers into my mouth, savoring the delicious taste of her need for me. She leaned forward, pressed our lips together, and forced her tongue into my mouth. My fingers skated up her thighs and curled around the elastic of her panties. "Lisa, I need to rip these off of you."
“Do it.” She moaned and yelped as I tore the two small triangles of lace away from her hips. With my hands bracketing her waist, I lifted her onto my cock. I let out a long slow hiss as she lowered herself onto me until she was full.
"Oh my God, Cole." She leaned forward and captured my mouth with hers. I pulled her hair tie from her hair, so her long glossy locks tumbled down her back and over her shoulders and bounced as she rode me. I felt so full, so free and unencumbered. Losing my mother, getting CJ, finding Lisa and everything that happened in the last six months was a crazy roller coaster of pain and discovery. They brought me to this moment, this place where my story began, my journey to finding myself ends, and my new life begins. The woman in my arms was there for it all, guiding me every step of the way. I couldn’t have survived without her. Lisa and her baseball bat came into my life and made everything better.
"Cole, I need you… More… Harder…" She panted. I laid her on her back and drove into her the way she liked it. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pushed me deeper into her with the heel of her boot. "I'm gonna come. Oh my God."
I was right behind her. She tightened her grip on my back and the squeeze of her legs around my waist. She wanted to take everything my body had to give her without spilling a drop.
“Fuck.” I planted tiny kisses along her jaw, feeling our bodies still pressed together through our layers of clothes. I blanketed her body with mine, shielding her from the chill in the air until I went soft inside her. After giving her a final kiss, I sat up, dug into the bag until I found a linen napkin then squirted water on it. I cleaned her, then myself before pulling down her dress and covering her with my jacket.
“Hey, neighbor.” She smiled lazily at me as we lay facing each other on the blanket.
