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This time, our kiss was slower. Like we both knew we could take our time because there wasn’t an expiration date attached to it. She turned in my arms so she was straddling me. Our mouths never lost contact.
Our tongues tangled, and our hands explored.
The waves crashed against the shore a few feet away, and I could stay here forever, kissing this girl.
Under the moon.
On the shore.
She ground up against me, and my cock swelled in my jeans. I pulled back to look at her. Her lips were swollen from kissing me for the last thirty minutes.
She tugged at her dress, pulling it down and exposing a strapless white lace bra beneath. My fingers traced over her breasts before moving to her back and unlatching the bra. The fabric fell between us, exposing her perfect tits. I’d fantasized about them so many times, yet they were even more perfect than I could have imagined. My fingers teased her nipples, and she groaned. I wrapped my hands around her small waist and lifted her just enough so my mouth could cover her breast. I licked and sucked and flicked her hard peak with my tongue before moving to the other side. I took my time, moving from one to the next as she arched her back and reveled in it.
“Lincoln, I want you so badly,” she whispered.
“You don’t have a fucking clue, sweetheart.” I lifted her up and placed her on her back on the blanket. I tossed the bra to the side and glanced around to make sure no one was around. I hovered above her. “If you knew how many times I’ve gotten off to thoughts of you and this body.”
“Tell me more,” she purred as her teeth sank into her juicy bottom lip.
“I’d grip my cock every single day in the shower after our workouts.” I leaned forward and kissed her neck, making my way down her body. “I’d stroke myself over and over to thoughts of your smart mouth, your perfect tits, and this pussy that I wanted to claim as mine.”
“Oh my God,” she whispered.
I pulled her dress down past her waist and thighs before tossing it beside us, leaving her in nothing but a lacy white thong.
“Have you thought of me when you were alone?”
She sucked in a breath and nodded. “A lot.”
“How often?”
“Every day. Sometimes twice a day.” She smiled up at me.
“Tell me what I was doing to you.”
“I will when you take off some of those clothes. I don’t like being the only one undressed.”
I pushed up on my knees and unbuttoned my shirt, shoving it off my shoulders. Brinkley sat forward and reached for the button on my jeans.
So eager. I wrapped my fingers around her wrists and pulled them away. “Not yet. I want to taste you first. Is that something you’ve thought about?”
“Mmm-hmmm,” she said as I dropped down, pushing her legs apart.
“All this pretty lace I need to work around.” I kissed her over the fabric, my fingers tracing along her inner thigh.
“Lincoln,” she whispered as her fingers tugged at my hair.
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve thought about this moment right now? About burying myself between your pretty thighs?”
“How long?” she asked as she writhed beneath me, and I ran my fingers over the lace covering her pussy.
Back and forth slowly.
“Since the night you had me escorted out of Reynolds’, I’ve wanted to drop to my knees right there. Spread you wide. Taste you. Make you cry out my name over and over.”
“Please,” she moaned.
I slipped the lacy fabric to the side and replaced my fingers with my tongue. Her hips jerked in response, and I lifted her legs and settled them over my shoulders to give me even better access.
