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“Really, Mr. Merriam-Webster? How do you account for silent laughter?” She gripped the blanket tighter under her chin.
Without bothering to answer, he sank to the ground, tugging her with him. Positioning her between his knees, he drew her into a seated position with her back molded to his chest.
Tiny sparks took flight in Lark’s stomach. She loved being close to Clay like this. The connection between them…could he feel it too? It was so unexpected and beyond anything she’d experienced before.
In silence, they stared at the water. The irregular shape of the lake offered small coves cast in shadow and stretches of shore perfect for families to camp out for the day and enjoy the water. It was all so easy to envision—those smiling kids and parents enjoying precious time with their offspring—that for the first time in so long, Lark realized she’d been missing out on life.
“I always wanted trips to the lake when I was little.” Her voice came out small.
“Oh, Lark. You deserved all those moments. But now you can claim them for yourself.”
When she didn’t respond, Clay brushed his knuckle beneath her chin. She automatically turned her head at his prompt and met his eyes.
Then he kissed her. With firm pressure that snapped her mind to another subject—him.
Twisting into his arms, she threw herself into kissing him back. The initial stroke of his tongue across hers pulled a moan from them both.
He dragged her down on the bank with him, rolling her so she fit perfectly against his body, with her pussy nestled against his bulging erection.
When he broke the kiss, his stare traveled over her hair to her eyes, to her mouth, and then worked back up to her hair. He brushed the curl off her forehead. “You make me lose my focus.”
She smiled. “You like it.”
Ducking his head, he attempted to hide the flash of white teeth when he grinned in response. “I do. You make me feel different.”
“So do you, Clay. With you, I feel…real.”
His attention narrowed on her until she felt they were the only two people on the lake. In the universe.
“Do you think right now, there’s another couple on the shore doing the same thing?” she let her fingers dance over the few silver strands of hair at his temple.
“I hope so, doll. But none of those women are going to be nearly as satisfied as mine.”
He slammed his mouth over hers. She threw her arms around him and hooked her legs behind his back to yank him down on top of her. He ground his cock into her pussy and she rocked into him as she kissed him breathless.
‘As satisfied as mine.’ MINE. He called me his woman.
While he stoked the fires inside her with his body and lips, she let the blanket drop from her shoulders and went for his shirt. Tearing it over his head provided one hell of a sight—he stretched his muscled shoulders and his biceps bulged when he hovered over her.
“I need your skin against mine!” She only had to utter the demand between kisses for him to tear her shirt off. Her shorts followed. When he ruffled his fingers through the curls between her thighs and found them damp with need, he let out a growl.
“I need to taste you,” he echoed her with his own sentiment before diving between her legs.
She lost her mind at the heated breath washing across her pulsating folds. He pressed her thighs up and back and settled his tongue on top of her clit.
Lark hissed in ecstasy and gulped down a cry when he applied pressure to her bundle of nerves. Delicious shudders of pleasure ran through her system.She lost track of any body part except the ones that her lover showered attention on.
He curled his tongue around and around, forcing small breaths from her lips. Her stomach dipped with each hitching cry he drove from her. Liquid heat squeezed from her folds.
“Fuck me with your tongue!” she begged.
A low rumble vibrated her sensitive skin as he snaked his tongue down her slit and slid it into her channel. She pounded a fist on the ground as extreme need blasted through her.
“Clay! I love your tongue. Your mouth. Yourcock!”
He thrust his fingers inside her, stretching her while he tongued her clit. With each pump of his fingers, need shot her upward. She trembled on the edge for what felt like an hour but could have only been seconds.
Then her body gave an involuntary buck against his lips and hand and she came. Hard contractions hit. Juices flooded from her. Her vision dimmed and her mind blanked.
