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She never experienced anything like this in her life. Back in Elmwood, all she ever thought about was keeping the garage running and appeasing the Crows. Dana never had time for herself or a chance to find a special someone to share moments like this with, but now she did.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, she leaned in to kiss Cross. Cross closed his hand possessively over her nape and responded with a fierce and savage kiss of his own. She loved the feel of his body against hers. Dana never had sex in public before and there was no one here but them. A thrill crept down her spine. Ever since Cross entered her life, Dana was always up for new experiences.

“Thank you for bringing me here,” she told him as they parted.

“This is just the start,” Cross said.

“What do you mean by that?” Dana asked.

He reached into a hidden compartment in his motorcycle and pulled out a folded blanket and a small picnic basket, which he set on the ground beside the motorcycle. Dana didn’t expect a hard man like Cross to be a romantic, but tonight, he was full of surprises.

“What’s all this?” she asked.

Cross spread the blanket on the soft grass. He then opened the picnic basket, revealing sandwiches, fresh strawberries, some fancy cheeses, and a bottle of chilled wine.

“I thought we could enjoy a little picnic as we watch the stars come out,” Cross explained. “I wanted tonight to be special for you.”

Dana’s heart swelled with tenderness as she realized the effort he had put into planning this surprise. Moments like this told Dana that Cross didn’t consider her to be just a temporary fling.

She settled down on the blanket beside him, their shoulders brushing against each other, and smiled.

“Cross, this is amazing.”

“Glad you like it, sweetheart.”

They began to eat and talked about their day, as they watched as the first stars appeared in the darkening sky.

“Did you enjoy your surprise?” Cross asked.

“I did,” she replied, a soft smile gracing her lips. “No one has ever spoiled me like this.”

Cross’s eyes held a warmth as he reached out to gently tuck a loose strand of hair behind Dana’s ear.

“Well,” he said, a hint of playfulness in his voice, “then leave that job up to me.”

Dana’s heart skipped a beat at his words. Here was a man willing to go to great lengths to make her feel special. Her man. She didn’t mind being his and was eager to find out where this road would take them. Cross tipped her chin using two fingers and kissed her senseless.

Dana gripped his shoulders, sucking down on his tongue as he deepened the kiss. Cross reached down, slowly undoing the button of her dress, revealing her black lace bra. Cross closed his hand over her left breast and gave it a squeeze. Her nipples tightened to points. Cross moved his mouth from her lips to the side of her neck. He bit down, leaving her a hickey there.

“If I slipped my hand under your dress, would I find you wet for me, sweetheart?” Cross whispered in her ear.

In response, Dana reached for his hand and guided him up her thigh to the waistband of her panties. Cross didn’t need her aid any longer. He slid his fingers past the fabric and chuckled when he found her wet for him.

“Lie down,” he instructed.

Her heart hammered as she obeyed. Dana liked it when he gave her orders. She lay on her back, fumbling for the rest of the buttons of her dress as he slipped her panties down her legs. Her bra followed. Cross unbuckled his belt, then unzipped his jeans, revealing his cock, which was long and hard for her. Somehow, knowing she was completely nude while he was still dressed, made everything more exciting.

Dana groaned, fingers gripping the grass as he entered her in one sure thrust. Cross pushed himself balls-deep and she urged her pussy muscles to clamp tight around his shaft.

Cross sealed his mouth over hers. Dana wrapped her legs around his waist. Hunger burned in his eyes and that made her want him even more. Heat seared down her throat and spread to the rest of her tingling body. He took her, strokes fast and deep while she begged him to go deeper, faster.

Each time their bodies joined, it felt like a fragment of her soul left her body to touch his. Never had Dana felt so connected to another human being.

Cross complied and he made sure each push brushed against her sensitive clit. Dana gasped as he hammered until the pressure inside her came to bursting point. She came all over his dick, panting as the hills and the trees blurred from her line of sight. How was it that every time they had sex, each time was better than the last?

In such a short amount of time, Dana had grown addicted to his touches, his kisses, and his cock inside her.

Several thrusts later, Cross followed, emptying his seed inside her. They never bothered with condoms. Dana liked being taken by him bareback and Cross said he didn’t like a thin piece of latex preventing them from touching in the most intimate way possible.

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