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“Why not?” he asked. He should be thrilled that she was bailing on him, but he wasn’t, and that confused him even more than her changing her mind.
“Because I thought you…that you wanted me there. And now I kind of feel like…like…”
He reached over and took her hand in his. “Shanda, don’t overthink it. It’s dinner at my parents’. Don’t dress all fancy, and don’t try to be anyone you’re not. I’m going to be sitting there right beside you. Okay?”
“Can we maybe have a code word if I need a breather?” she asked.
“Sure. What do you suggest? Maybe mention the weather?”
Shanda wrinkled her nose. “Everybody uses that one.”
“Okay, what do you suggest?”
She gave him a wicked grin and said, “How about, I cough and say I have a tickle in my throat? And then you’ll know what I mean.”
“Oh, I’ll know, but I’m warning you now, we won’t make it back to your place without pulling over on the side of the road first,” he warned.
“Kenneth, you wouldn’t. That’s against the law,” she stated.
He looked around; nothing but open, grassy fields and trees as far as the eyes could see. Kenneth grabbed her waist and pulled her to sit on top of him. “I’m not afraid of a little indecent exposure. Are you?”
She giggled. “Not worried about bears coming out of the woods to eat you?”
“Oh, something is going to get nibbled on, but it won’t be from a bear,” he said before claiming her lips.
He trailed kisses down her neck as his hand slipped beneath her T-shirt. She stopped him and he broke their embrace. “What is it?”
“Kenneth, I thought we were just having a picnic and I… I don’t…have any protection with me.”
He reached into his pocket, pulled out his wallet and held up a foil packet. “Sorry, no fancy colors, but it’s ribbed.” He tossed them onto the blanket before pulling her back into his arms. “You were so damn beautiful when we made love under the stars, now I want to see all of you in the light of day.”
He pulled at the base of her T-shirt, which molded around her large breasts, her taunt nipples teasing him, begging to be fondled. Shanda lifted her arms and he easily pulled it over her head. He looked down at her and noticed it wasn’t her usual white. “Red? And yet you weren’t expecting this?” he teased.
She blushed. “Expecting? No. Hoping? Hell yeah!” she said and reached around and unhooked the red lace bra and tossed it with her shirt.
Fuck. I think I’m going to learn to like picnics.
Kenneth stood up and stripped out of his clothes, then knelt down and helped Shanda wiggle out of her jean shorts and matching lace panties. She’d looked so damn sexy he would’ve nibbled right through them to get to her if he had to.
Every place his hands touched, his lips followed. Shanda began kissing him all over too, her hand gripping him, and in slow motion, stroking his cock. God it felt so fucking good.
“Oh baby, going slow is not going to be easy,” he muttered against her breast.
He reached up behind her and found the clip holding her hair up. A mass of long blond hair fell past her shoulder and covered one of her breasts. When he brushed it away, Shanda closed her eyes and arched her back, begging him to take her nipples in his mouth again. But as he did so, he felt her hand on his cock again, stroking him, and driving him fucking crazy. If he didn’t stop her, she was going to jerk him off, and that’s not what he wanted. Kenneth needed to bury himself in her. He wanted to feel her clench around him as she came. Fuck. Even thinking about it got him even more excited. “Baby, what are you trying to do to me?”
She looked at him hungrily. “Don’t you like my touch?”
“You know I do. But I won’t be able to hold back and there is so much more I want to enjoy first.” Picking her up into his arms, so her naked breasts pressed against his chest, he said, “I want to make you scream my name. Beg me for more. And come until you don’t know your name.”
“You’re not going to get an argument from me,” she said, licking her lips, encouraging him to take her.
Laying her gently on her back, her blonde hair sprawled out on the blanket, she looked more like a goddess than a country girl. He couldn’t resist her even if he tried. “God, Shanda, I can’t . . . too incredible to resist any longer,” Kenneth said before claiming her lips. Slowly at first, he traced her lips with his tongue, teasing and encouraging her to open for him. He felt her body tremble beneath him. He nibbled on her bottom lip then slipped the tip of his tongue past her lips. She opened to him and began to taste him as well. She tasted like the chocolate cake they had shared earlier. He liked sharing it this way much better.
She responded to every touch, every flick of his tongue. He loved how responsive she was to his touch, to his kiss, but he wanted to give her all of himself. I want all of you in return, Shanda.
His mouth left hers and trailed kisses down her neck to her collarbone. Grinding his hips and hard cock against her, he continued his descent, first her ribcage then her flat stomach. Kenneth ran his finger through her wet folds and stroked her clit. First, slow and gentle, but as the desire grew he stopped and replaced his fingers, with his tongue. He wanted to taste her as she released.
Her moans grew louder and she was on the brink. He slid a finger inside and fucked her sending her over the top: her body arched, she cried out his name, and then collapsed again on the blanket.
