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“My parents are heavy sleepers. You’ll just need to stay quiet,” I say, my voice hoarse.
She bites her lip and nods, watching me as I pull off my clothes. My hard, throbbing cock springs free as I yank my boxers off.
“I’ve been waiting so long for this,” she says, looking up at me with those beautiful eyes. “Fuck me, Brock.”
She doesn’t need to ask me twice, that’s for sure.
I spread her legs wide, grasping my thick shaft at the base. She sits up and watches as I tease her gently with the tip, rubbing myself against her entrance. Her sticky juices coat me, showing me just how ready she is for me.
“Don’t make me wait,” she moans. “Don’t tease me anymore, Brock. Please. I need you.”
The waves are lapping at the shores of the lake, and the warm breeze is blowing as I guide myself into her, slowly and gently, not wanting to hurt her.
Nina’s eyes roll back into her head as I glide inside, inch by inch, until she’s taken all of me. I kiss her as we make love, slowly at first, sensually, completely in tune with one another.
She’s panting and writhing beneath me, gripping my cock tight with the slick walls of her pussy. It feels so fucking good to finally have her, to be inside her, to make her mine.
Nina shifts her hips, pushing me over to one side. I see what she’s trying to do and oblige, rolling over onto my back and pulling her with me. She grinds down at me, sitting on top of me, leaning forward with her hands on my chest.
She looks so beautiful, framed by the bright moon and the starry sky, and my heart swells with passion as I gaze at her. She leans forward and kisses me, my cock still buried deep inside her. I twitch my muscles, my hard flesh pulsing, and she moans, closing her eyes.
“This feels amazing,” she moans.
“You’re amazing,” I tell her, putting my hands on her hips and moving her back and forth over me.
She smiles as she moves her hips in a hypnotic rhythm. Her eyes are squeezed shut, and she bites her lip as she rides me. I reach up and run my hands up and down her body, wanting to feel all of her.
Nina moves faster and faster now, her breath coming in hoarse gasps as our flesh comes together, again and again. I can feel my own climax building, building, and it’s getting more and more difficult to hold back.
I sit up while she’s straddling me, her hands behind my neck her leverage to fuck me harder and faster. She’s quivering now, her whole body tensing and untensing, over and over.
“I’m coming, Brock,” she gasps.
And then I feel it—her tight, slick pussy grips and pulses around my rock-hard shaft. She throws her head back and cries out—loud.
I have just enough presence of mind to clamp my hand over her mouth and muffle the sound before my own orgasm overtakes me in a riot of ecstasy, a kaleidoscope of passion.
We climax together, flesh against flesh, my seed spurting into her again and again until I have nothing left to give.
She finishes with one last quiver before sagging forward and leaning her head against my shoulder. As I take my hand off her mouth, she giggles.
“Sorry, I got a little carried away,” she says.
“Me too.” I chuckle. “You’re lucky I even thought of quieting you down, or we’d probably be having an awkward discussion with my parents right around now.”
“Oh my God. Don’t even say that,” she says. “I would literally die. I’d just jump in that lake and swim away, and you’d never see me again.”
She climbs off, and we lay there on the dock, side by side, as we catch our breath. A sense of pure well-being washes over me as I wrap her in my arms.
This feels right, Nina and I. It feels right to have her here, in my arms. Mine.
Neither of us talk—we don’t need to. Everything’s already been said.
After a little while, Nina’s breathing slows down to a steady rhythm. I rise to my feet and pull her up with me.
“Let’s get inside,” I say. “It gets real chilly at night.”
We dress quickly, and I take the opportunity to admire Nina’s perfect curves again before I take her by the hand and lead her inside the house.
We climb into bed together, and she falls asleep almost immediately, her head resting on my chest, her arm draped over my abs.
I lay there for a little while before sleep overtakes me, wondering if we’ve done the right thing. If I’ve done the right thing.
But I know we have. Nothing that feels as perfect as this could possibly be wrong.
Brock
I wake up as the early morning light filters through the shutters. It takes me a second to remember where I am.
