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Kala chuckles as she plays with my hair. I could lie like this forever.
“I highly doubt that. You expend too much energy,” she says.
“Oh? I’m happy you’ve noticed my efforts in the bedroom.”
Kala playfully swats me. “I meant all the hiking, your work in the orchard. That energy. Gods, you’re awful.”
I sigh. “But you love me.”
Chuckling, she leans down, her curtain of hair haloing around my face as her lips touch mine. “I do,” she says, adding one long, lingering, wet kiss. “And…your efforts in the bedroom do not go unnoticed.”
The whispers against my cheek, her fingers in my hair, and her soft tendrils brushing my neck have awakened the beast inside once again.
“That’s tempered praise.”
I know exactly what she’s doing, and I don’t even mind. If she taunts me enough, I’ll flip her over and prove my stamina right here on the cliffs.
“Oh. Shall I give you a gold star for your chart?”
“There’s a chart?” I ask, weaving my fingers through her soft locks.
She nods.
“Describe this chart to me,” I say.
“Hmm. Well, there’s missionary. Oral. Handsies. Doggy style. Woman on top. Reverse woman on top. 69. Toys. And along the top is a monthly spread so I can compare and contrast your performances each time. A gold star each time I orgasm.”
I know she’s utterly full of shit, but she makes me laugh. And just hearing her describe this fake chart has me as hard as diamonds.
“And how am I doing so far?”
“All gold stars,” she says, kissing the tip of my nose.
Something occurs to me, then. “But wait, you made a mistake. I have yet to take you on all fours, my love.”
At the flush in her cheeks, I know she’s thought about it.
“You’re right. I was thinking of the time we did that in my dream.”
Gods, this woman.
“How about I take you home and complete the rest of the chart properly?”
The setting sun shines through the strands of her hair, glinting off her eyelashes. She bites her bottom lip. “You could ravage me right here on the blanket.”
I wouldn’t dream of plowing into her from behind on the hard ground. Even with the blanket, it’s not much of a cushion—and there’s likely to be plenty of friction to hurt her knees.
“Let’s save that for our bed. Because I’m a gentleman.”
When her lips turn down in a pout, I nearly lose control. “I love your gentleman side. But I also crave the naughty boy.”
The word “naughty” on her lips causes my cock to twitch, and it gives me an idea.
“You want me to be naughty? Oh, but I’ve tried hard to be a good boy for you, Mummy.”
The flash in her eyes tells me I’ve shocked her. And then, she licks her lips. “You’ve been a very…very good boy for Mummy,” she rasps uncertainly while punctuating the “very” with soft, upside-down kisses. I can tell she’s never toyed with this kind of dirty talk before, but dammit, all this talk about stickers and charts sent my mind to a slightly fucked up place, and I can’t help myself.
“All I want to do is make my Mummy proud,” I say, reaching down to adjust my straining dick. Her eyes flick down to where I fidget, and her soft pink tongue darts out to wet her lips again, gods help me.
