CHAPTER 20
Joanie
When I saw the picnic Smith had set up for us, I barely managed to hide the hearts which were probably flashing in my eyes. Damn him, he was right. The picnic did make me like him even more. Not that I would tell him. His head was already too big as it was.
“I probably fucked up, but I tried my hand at baking this morning.” Smith sank to his knees next to the basket and looked up at me. “I don’t know what I was thinking, baking for someone who does it professionally, but in the middle of the night, it seemed like a good idea.”
He was hot all the time, but the idea of him baking for me made him even hotter. I bit my lip as I took him in. His t-shirt hugged his muscles and the beard growth on his strong jaw made me want to rub against it. Those flirty green eyes and full mouth were almost pretty but the rest of him was rougher and transformed handsome into devastating. Then, there were his arms. Thick with muscle, his forearms were rough with dark hair and veins which stood out when he flexed. His hands were calloused and rough when he touched me, completing the package, and making him irresistible. Add in the baking and I couldn’t be held accountable for what I did.
He grunted when I threw myself at him and knocked him to the ground. Recovering instantly, he gripped my hips and held me on top of him. “Goddamn, Joanie. Shitty baking does it for you, huh?”
I leaned over him, planting my hands on either side of his head to hold myself up. “You baked for me. Nobody bakes for me.”
He ran his hands up my sides and nodded. “I baked for you.”
“That’s not fair.” I lowered my mouth until there was just a breath between our lips. “How am I supposed to resist that?”
Cupping the back of my head, he pulled me the rest of the way. Our lips connected and sparks flew. It was nothing like the hard kiss I’d given him on the trail. He made love to my mouth. There was no other way to describe it. His lips moved over my bottom lip, gently sucking it before doing the same to the top one. Then, he stroked his tongue over mine and growled into my lips when I sucked the tip of it.
Our breathing grew labored as he deepened the kiss and I rocked my hips over his. He drank in my moans and fed me his own. The sounds of nature faded away around me and all I knew was his lips on mine. We made out like I hadn’t since I was a teenager and that was all I could do.
I shook with arousal when I lifted my mouth from his. Searching his eyes, I saw that he was just as lost as I was. The need on his face matched my own and I threw caution to the wind.
I sat up for long enough to pull my shirt over my head and then I pressed my chest against his, feeling his hot skin through the thin silk of my bra. Rubbing myself against him, I moved my lips over his throat, tasting his skin.
Smith unhooked my bra and ran his hands up and down my bare back before rolling me under him. He pulled my bra down my arms and tossed it away before cupping my breasts. He met my eyes and licked his lips. “Fucking perfect.”
I cried out and arched my back when he closed his mouth over first one and then the other nipple. He lapped at them and then sucked harder, drawing a hoarse cry from me. The wind blew across my wet nipples and I gripped his shoulders. “Smith.”
He moved down my body, kissing my stomach and dipping his tongue into my navel. Sitting up, he watched my face as he hooked his fingers inside my leggings and slowly pulled them down. His expression darkened when he tossed them away and looked down at me in just my panties. “I have to taste you.”
I gasped when he slotted his wide shoulders between my thighs and started sucking at my lower lips through my thin panties. He sucked hard and I couldn’t stay still under him. He hadn’t even touched my clit and already I was painfully aroused. I grabbed his head and lifted my hips, physically begging for more.
Smith yanked my panties to the side and flicked his tongue over my swollen clit until I was coming apart under him. He growled against my clit as I came and then tugged at my panties hard enough, they snapped. He just pushed the torn cloth out of the way and doubled his efforts. He ate me with long, deep strokes of his tongue and focused his efforts on every part of me. He sucked at my lips and drove his tongue into me, fucking me with it before moving back to my clit and sucking it with deep pulls. I came again and then tried to squeeze my legs shut as I became too sensitive.
Smith lifted his face and smirked at me. “Can’t handle me?”
I shook my head and pulled him up my body. His thighs settled between my legs and I held him there. “You’ve still got all your clothes on.”
He pressed his face between my breasts and groaned. “The right person here is naked.”
I tugged at his shirt. “I want you naked, too.”
A shadow loomed over us and I screamed, thinking someone had walked up on us. Then Mack’s big head appeared next to my face and he licked me. While relieved that there wasn’t a fully grown adult staring down at my naked body, I didn’t love that Mack was getting in the middle of things.
“Dammit, Mack.” Smith sat up and leaned over to his backpack. He unzipped a side pocket and pulled out what looked like the thigh bone of some enormous animal. Tossing it to the far side of the blanket, he grunted. “That’ll keep him busy.”
I covered my breasts as I went up on my elbows to look over at Mack, who was instantly deeply involved with the bone. Looking back at Smith, I sighed. “Did he kill the mood?”
“Fuck, no.” Smith ripped his shirt over his head and leaned over me. “Do you feel this?”
I bit my lip as he rocked his hard-on into me. It was large and hard as stone. My mind shifted away from Mack and I moaned. “Mood back on.”
He untangled himself from me and stood up. His eyes roamed over my body while he stripped naked and stood over me with his large dick fisted in his hand. “On your hands and knees, Joanie.”
I did as he said and looked back at him over my shoulder. Watching his strong body kneel behind me made me even wetter. He gripped my ass in his hands and squeezed, pulling my cheeks apart as he did. Dropping his head, I felt his tongue at my ass and shifted forward in shock. Smith pulled me back into position and pressed his tongue into me. I opened my mouth to protest and a loud moan escaped.
Smith shifted away and then I felt him running his tip up and down my sex before pressing it into me. “Has no one ever eaten this ass before, Joanie?”
I shook my head and tried to take more of his length. “No. Never.”
“Chase and Bear missed out. I’m not leaving anything on the table. I want everything you can give me.” He slowly inched into me, holding me still as he did. His dark laugh let me know he knew he was driving me crazy. “What do you want, Joanie?”
I looked back at him and felt my core quiver at the look on his face. He was in total control of me right then and he loved it. He looked wild, surrounded by nature and starving for me. A new wave of arousal slammed through me and I realized I wanted him even wilder for me. I surprised him by moving forward and I managed to slip free of his grip. “I want you to take me. If you can catch me.”