Page 57 of You Belong With Me


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We pass by a small lake on our left, its pristine blue waters reflecting the brilliance of the sky above us. It’s late enough that there aren’t any cars on the road with us, and it stretches before us—long, dark, and empty.

I yell over the roar of the engine, “Can we stop for a minute? That lake is beautiful!”

Andreas glances back at me and smirks before sharply veering off the asphalt path onto a narrow dirt road.

“Argh!” I gasp in surprise and elbow him in the side.Asshole.

We coast up to the edge of the lake, its waters shimmering with the moon’s reflection. He swings his leg over his motorcycle and steps down to help me dismount, offering me an arm for support.

My hair is windswept from the ride, so I take off my helmet and savor the freshness of the surrounding air. Andreas slips his fingers between mine as we trek across the grassy terrain until we reach a massive rock that juts out into the lake’s depths. We sit there in peace, gazing out across its beauty.

I get an idea and start taking my shoes and socks off. Andreas side-eyes me, so I stand up and unbutton my jeans.

“What are you doing?”

“Going swimming,” I say as I shimmy the tight jeans down my hips.

I have to sit awkwardly to pull them over my ankles, damn skinny jeans. I stand back up and take off my shirt, revealing a black, lacy bra and panty set. My nipples are hard from the cool breeze, and my whole body breaks out in goosebumps.

Andreas groans dramatically while he holds his hands up and pretends to snap pictures of me in my underwear.

“You’re ridiculous,” I say.

He laughs until I step forward and unclasp my bra. It falls down my shoulders and onto the ground, and I wink at Andreas’ sudden silence. Before he can move, I walk out into the water until I’m standing up to my thighs in the lake. I turn around, wiggle my ass, and bend over.

He clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth and shakes his head.

“You’re being insane. It’s cold,” he says as he unbuttons his jeans.

Andreas’ muscles ripple when he lifts his arms above his head and removes his shirt. His tan skin is flawless, and my hands ache to reach out and touch him. Next, he pulls his jeans down, revealing his hips, and that perfect V that dips down deliciously under his boxer-briefs. I’ve seen him naked already, but the sight still takes my breath away.

He steps into the lake, his muscular legs propelling him forward until he’s standing right behind me. He wraps his arms around my waist, and I can feel his hot breath on my neck. The disparity between the coolness of the water and his scorching mouth makes me shiver. He pulls me closer, pressing his body against mine.

“You’re freezing,” he whispers against my neck as he leaves a trail of kisses down the side of my neck.

Moving painfully slowly, his right hand starts a path at the top of my right arm and moves down the front of my body. He splashes cool water against my stomach, then languidly moves it lower until it slips beneath my panties. My body reacts to his touch instantaneously, and I spread my legs wide to give him better access.

“You fucking love when I touch you, don’t you?”

He groans in my ear and dips his middle finger inside me. I’m still a little sore from all the sex last night, and the water makes it more difficult for me to get wet. Andreas notices this and withdraws.

Roughly, he turns me around and picks me up before walking back toward the rock where our clothes are.

“What are you doing?” I ask as I nuzzle into his shoulder.

“I’m not having mediocre sex in the water when I can lay you right here and make it incredible.”

I’ve never had a lover that cared more about my pleasure than his own, so this surprises me. He stands me on my feet with my back against the textured rock, and he leans in close enough for our noses to touch.

“What do you want?” he whispers.

I bite my lip and meet his hungry gaze. “I want you to fuck me,” I say.

“You don’t know what it does to me when you talk like that, Alana,” he groans and presses his hand against his cock. “I can do that, but we have to warm you up first. I want you fucking drenched for me.”

The languid kiss he gives me gradually becomes more intense, and his tongue explores my mouth with a ferocity I’ve never experienced before. He palms my breasts in his hand and massages them until I can’t take it anymore.

My fingers thread through his coarse hair, and I tighten my hold and jerk his head back so we’re staring into each other’s eyes.

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