I pull back, drunk off her kiss, feeling breathless and lightheaded. "Want to get out of here?" I ask.
"Yeah," Cat agrees, and I take her by the hand.
"I'll drive." We walk a few yards to my truck, and I open the door, lift her off the ground and sit her on the seat. I reach across her lap, buckling her in, then walk around and climb behind the wheel. "Where to?"
"This is crazy." Cat scrubs her palms down her thighs, then looks at me.
"We don't do anything you're not comfortable doing. As long as I'm with you, nothing else matters."
"I want to show you something. You swim?" Cat asks, and now I'm curious.
"Yeah." I grin, eager to know what she's thinking.
"There's a large lake on the backside of the property. It's one of my favorite places to be."
I put the truck in reverse. "Just point the way."
A short time later, I'm parking near a decent-sized lake. Shade trees with long branches extending over the water line decorate the banks on the right side. The brightness from the full moon reflects off the surface of the water. We're all alone out here. Cat inhales deeply. "It's beautiful." She turns her face to the heavens. "Look at the stars."
I tilt my head back and peer into the vast night. "Did you know stars are hot balls of gas, and the light we see is actually light-years from Earth?"
"My grandma used to say stars are the keepers of secrets. Whether it's spoken out loud or a simple heart's whisper, everyone, at least once in their life, looks up at the stars for guidance and makes a wish or prays."
"I like her description better." I turn my head and stare at Cat. Then, feeling my eyes on her, she looks at me. In the dark, her red hair glows like fire under the light of the moon.
"Come on." Cat darts from the truck, and I quickly follow. She runs toward the water, stopping at the end of a short dock, then lifts her shirt over her head and tosses it to the ground. Bending down, Cat removes her boots. "What are you waiting for?" She smiles my way while shimmying out of her skin-tight jeans. I kick off my shoes and strip down to nothing but the skin I was born in. Cat's eyes roam over my body and stop on my cock which is getting harder by the second.
I shrug. "I go commando."
Saying nothing, Cat keeps her eyes locked on mine while removing her bra, freeing her breasts. How can someone be so perfect? She hooks her thumbs into the waist of her panties, sliding them over her hips and down her thighs. We stand there, both exposed to each other. I drink her in, my eyes tracing the curves of her body. She hides nothing from me. I close the distance between us but don't touch her. "I want to kiss you again."
"Close your eyes," Cat whispers, and I do as she says, my heart pounding in my chest.
There's a splash. My eyes pop open, and Cat is nowhere to be seen. "Cat!" I shout. Another splash and I see her head and shoulders appear above the water. Grinning, I take a few steps back. Then, sprinting forward, I jump off the dock. The cold water shocks my system as I swim out to the middle of the lake.
"It's the best, isn't it?" Cat puts her arms around my neck. Her soft breasts pressing against my chest as she leans in and puts her lips to mine. I let her take the lead, breathing in her every breath like I need her kiss to stay alive. Cat breaks our connection and rests her forehead against mine. "Easton." She's breathless as her eyes search mine for answers to what this is that is consuming us. I want to touch her, but treading water prevents me from doing so. "I need—" She leaves her words unfinished, but by the heated look in her eyes, I understand. I move us closer to the water's bank until my feet touch the sandy bottom.
I grip her ass in the palms of my hands and press her body into mine. My already hard cock twitches with need. There is no hiding the effect she has on me. I haul her out of the water and lay her on the thick green grass beneath one of the tall oak trees. "You are so fucking sexy." Hunger takes over, and I dip my head, sucking her taut nipple into my mouth. Cat's back arches off the ground, and she moans, which drives me to give the other equalattention. I palm her heavy breast and roll her nipple between my fingers. "I need to taste you." I kiss my way down her flat stomach. Cat says nothing. "If you want me to stop, tell me now," I whisper while my lips drag along her skin.
"Please don't stop."
The smell of her desire drives me wild as I settle between her legs. "Your pussy is perfect." I slowly drag the tip of my tongue through her slit, and Cat's arousal coats it.
She gasps my name, "Easton," while fisting my hair.
I work her swollen clit, paying close attention to her body language and the way her hips move. Cat's thighs quiver and she threads her fingers through my hair. Knowing she's close makes my dick harder. "You’re mine," I growl and feast on her pussy with a hunger I've never had before. I lick and suck her bundle of nerves, taking what I need to satisfy my appetite. "Whose pussy is this?"
"Yours," Cat pants, her hips thrusting upward as her orgasm rips through her body.
8
CAT
Easton's inky black hair shines in the moonlight, making it look almost blue. His gray eyes hold me hostage as he hovers over me. Tremors wrack my naked body but not because I am cold. It's because Easton has just given me one of the most intense orgasms of my life. The little voice inside my head tells me this is a bad idea, but I don't have the strength to deny what my body craves, and right now, it's Easton. There's a good chance of a broken heart and the possibility of tears in my future. Because that's all that will come of falling for a man like him. Still, tonight, I'm going to throw all logic out the window and allow myself to feel a few hours of something special instead of a lifetime of regret for not taking what is bound to be the greatest pleasure I will ever experience. Easton's hands on my body, his lips on mine, and the way his eyes are burning into me will create enough memories to feed my soul for a lifetime. Even when the day comes that he walks away, I'll always have tonight.
So, I'm going to take it. I'm going to take all that he gives me tonight, and I'm going to cherish and feed off it for the rest of my life.
"Easton," I whisper, trying to catch my breath.
