Chapter 26
Seeing Kaylee with the stars as her backdrop seems so fitting, each sparkling like all the gems she adds to everything she owns.
And as much as I try to drop the little pet name that fell on her by chance, I can’t, because nothing in this whole world would convince me she’s not ethereal, especially seeing her with the moon as her backdrop.
Like a newly discovered land, I find myself lost within her eyes.
A man without a compass, mesmerized by the golden flecks dancing among pools of green.
Her stare is like being in a field of wildflowers, breathtaking.
Mother nature’s way of saying simple things, too, can be worth their weight in gold.
She leans in to kiss me, and I slowly lower her back down toward the water, never letting our lips separate, afraid that this too could all be a dream.
I hold her at waist level and she wraps her legs around my hips before her lips trail down my neck.
Groaning in anticipation, my cock hardens with my desire.
Her lips reach my ear. “Show me what it’s like to scream your name, Casanova.”
It’s crazy to think that we are in a public place, but lucky for me, right here, right now we’re all alone. And if someone stumbles out from the tent and gets a free show... Well, fuck it. Let them watch.
Her arm traces down my body and she leans back, grabbing my cock in her hand and stroking me, each pump making me want her more.
Her hand floats up to my cheek, her kisses intensifying with every second that passes.
I adjust my hold on her hourglass frame, placing my hands closer to her pussy.
The water gives a new edge to her wetness as I slide my fingers under her panties, melting at the desire I have for her.
Slipping my finger inside, her hips sway forward and back, like she’s been wanting this just as badly as I have.
I want to be inside her myself, but I also want to savor every moment of finally getting to make her mine.
Pushing my fingers deeper, she lets out a moan, and my ability to hold back wavers faster than intended. She reaches for my cock, rock hard and ready, sliding it out from the waistband of my underwear. Stroking me once more before aiming me toward her entrance.
Fuck, what about a condom? She stills, catching my hesitation. Fuck. “Ya sure about this? I don’t have a…”
Her lips crash into mine. “Shut up, Cowboy, I’m on the pill,” she whispers. The admission is enough to dismiss any stops as I pepper kisses down her neck, leaning her body back into my hands, her grasp remaining firm on my cock. She circles her clit with my dick and my knees nearly buckle.
Good God, I want her so bad.
Warmth immediately welcomes me as she slides my cock inside her. I pump my length deeper. Each pass of her tight cunt feeling better than the next.
“You feel so good,” I confess, nearly speechless at how much I mean it.
She smiles against my lips. “Harder, Cowboy. Don’t make me beg.”
The idea of her begging me just makes me want her more. To take all of her over and over again. I pick up the pace, forcing myself further inside her, harder and faster with every drive. Every movement forces another moan from her lips.
Her pussy tightens around my dick, and I can tell she’s close. I slow down, biting her neck, sucking softly so I don’t leave any marks. “Cum for me, baby. Say my name.”
She grinds on my cock, gliding back and forth in rhythm with every plunge I take before another moan rises from her chest. This time she says my name, not Casanova, but Rhett.
I like hearing her praise me, begging me to make her come.
My pace quickens, riding her desire out to the very end, each breathy sound leading me over the edge.
I kiss her slowly, releasing one short breath after another.
“Well, not how I expected a late night swim to go, but gonna be damn hard to beat.”
Before she even gets the chance to respond a deep, resounding boom echoes off the lake. We both look up just as the sky is lit up by fireworks. Reds. Golds. Blues.
I glance at Kaylee, finding her gaze trained on the sky. And as the fireworks pop off above us, I can’t help but think this scene is so perfect it almost feels planned.