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His eyes twinkle with mischief. “We’re not going anywhere.”
I chuckle. “I suppose not.” As soon as I get the words out, fat drops of water start to fall, splattering on the leaves of the tree above us.
The storm turns out to be powerful, so we decide to pack up the picnic items. When strong gusts of wind begin to blast at us, I know it’s time for us to abandon our plan.
“Come on!” I have to yell to be heard over the steady beat of heavy rain falling. When I jump to my feet to jog out from under the tree, my body gets completely soaked. Ryan joins me, and I grab his hand to tug him to the uneven rocky path where puddles have formed.
I decide to stomp in one, and water splashes on Ryan’s legs. He laughs and returns the favor, saying, “You’re crazy.”
“Maybe. But isn’t this fun?” My hair is stuck to my face, and I yank it away as I glance down at myself. My shirt is plastered to my body with moisture, my pink bra visible through the white fabric. Ryan has noticed too.
He steps close to me, water running down his face in tiny rivers. “You look tastier than I imagined.”
Ryan’s hands are warm when he holds mine, and I take in every inch of him in the wet clothing stuck to his body. “You do too.” I tilt my head toward another opening along the path. “Race you?”
Before he can answer, I let go and take off. He catches up to me quickly, and I let out a yelp when he grabs me around the waist to scoop me into his arms and carry me beneath the cover of the trees.
When Ryan sets me down, the air blows cool on my wet clothing, and I shudder, chilled, while he takes off the backpack with our food. I try to catch my breath, but my heart doesn’t slow down as I stare at Ryan.
He takes my hips in his hands and tugs me against his body. “You’re cold.”
I nod as the heat of him soaks into my skin. My nipples go hard against his chest, sending a tingle all the way to my toes. As if I’m under a spell, I can’t help myself from tugging on his button-down shirt with enough force to pop two buttons and leaning in to lick at the moisture on his chest.
Ryan moans softly, threading his fingers though my hair, and I make my way up to his neck. The flavor of his skin tantalizes my tongue. Before I take his mouth, I gaze into Ryan’s eyes and think about how each time I do, it’s as if I’m losing a piece of my soul, just the way Val said when she first looked at his picture.
But losing is the wrong word. It’s a piece I’m willing to give, and I don’t stop to wonder why or how it’s happening before I kiss him.
His lips are soft at first, nibbling gently, but then Ryan lets out a low moan and his mouth becomes firm, giving me the kind of kiss I need. The kind of kiss that makes me drunk with desire, so much so that I have to glance around at the spot I chose to make sure it’s private enough for what I have in mind.
Reassured that we’re alone, I tear at my wet clothing, stripping off my dress, then step back to let him view me in my bra and panties.
Ryan lets out a low noise before he says, “My god, you’re beautiful, but you need to get dressed again. We can’t do this yet.”
“We can do what I have in mind.” I give him a mischievous grin then grab his waistband and tug him toward me. The button of his shorts is warm in my fingers as I unfasten it, and he lets out a hiss when I lower his zipper. I slide my hands into the back of his pants, his bottom firm under my touch when I squeeze. “We’re allowed to kiss. And that’s what I’m going to do.”
I peel Ryan’s soaked shirt from his body, his stomach quivering as I lean in to flutter kisses down to his belly. When I get to the trail of hair below his navel, the firm, thick length of him presents itself to me.
“Charlie—”
“Shhh, I’m only kissing.”
His wet shorts stick to his hips, but I shove them down until they fall to his feet in a puddle.
“Just kissing?” Ryan asks in a small voice that makes me wonder if he’s asking himself or me. Then he shakes his head. “Stop.”
“That sounds like an order.” I drag my tongue up the length of his cock, the skin taut and smooth. His body quivers in response. “You know how I feel about those.”
He moans what might be the word “yes” and leans back against the tree behind him. The damp ground is hard under my knees as I work on driving Ryan mad, swirling my tongue over the head of his dick before taking as much of him as I can into my mouth. I don’t give him the opportunity to protest, working him over with my hands and mouth.
Ryan moans. I gaze up, and he traps me in his stare as he mumbles, “Just kissing,” before he lets out a small cry. At his sounds, I suck harder and slide a firm grip up and down his shaft to give him pleasure. It isn’t long before he climaxes.
Ryan sinks to the ground, sighing, and he takes me by the arms, pulling me to him before crushing me with a kiss. Then he maneuvers me so I’m lying on the damp blanket. “Now, you will listen to me.”
I nod, and he begins to show me his version of kissing, making his first stop at my bra. “I’ve changed my mind on this. It’s like you’re serving me a treat.”
I chuckle at the idea of my breasts being cupcakes as Ryan lavishes them with his tongue. When I begin making small sounds in response, he moves down my belly and hooks his fingers into my panties. The silky fabric slides against my skin as he removes them, and once he manages to peel them off my legs, his touch is light, spreading my thighs slowly.
Ryan strokes my sensitive slit with one finger, making me quiver with intense pleasure, then puts the digit in his mouth. He lets out a low growl before he moves his head between my legs and begins to lap at me. At the sensation, I clutch at the grass, wadding it up in my hands, and I buck my hips when one hand joins his ministrations.
