Chapter 21 #2
As we fall onto the blanket, she lets out a giggle and then grabs my face, kissing me again. After a few seconds, she pushes me onto my back and straddles me, sitting tall and grinning. “Hi.”
“Hi, yourself.”
“Long day for you too?”
I snort a laugh. “You could say that. I ran into this girl earlier who put a huge kink in my plan.”
Lark smiles and shifts, rubbing against my very hard cock. “Oh, tell me about her.”
I grab her hips to stop her. “She’s annoying.”
“Really? Why is that?”
She won’t stop invading my thoughts, for one.
I don’t say that, though. I lead with a more obvious one. “Her family keeps harassing mine.”
Lark laughs softly. “That would be one thing to hold against her, if it were true.”
“Oh, do you know this girl, then?”
She leans down, her arms on each side of my head. “I might.”
“She’s terrible.”
“She’s definitely trouble.”
“That I can agree with,” I say, moving my hand to her neck and sliding it up into her hair. “Maybe you can kiss me until I forget about her.”
Lark moves her face closer, her lips just brushing mine. “I think I can do more than kiss you.”
“Good. I like it when you’re creative.”
She pushes back up. “Me too.”
Her shirt goes over her head before she tosses it to the side.
“No bra,” I say with a grin.
“I figured you’d like efficiency.”
“Creativity and efficiency are definitely winning out right now.”
Lark leans in, kissing me softly before getting to her feet. She undoes the button of her jeans and slides the zipper down. “Get naked, Tristan.”
She’s not going to get an argument from me.
I remove my shirt and pants, and then, as I’m going to get back on the blanket, she lifts her hand. “Stay there.”
“Lark,” I say her name, knowing what she’s up to as she sinks to her knees.
My cock is rock solid, desperate to be inside of her again.
Her smile is full of mischief. “In the name of creativity.” She winks and then takes me in her mouth.
“Fuck,” I groan as she sucks me deep. Her tongue slides along my length. She moves slowly, as though she’s savoring every second of it. Lord knows I am.
I stare down at her, and this beautiful woman on her knees with my dick in her mouth is a sight I’ll never forget.
Her green eyes find mine, and I swear, if she could grin, she’d be doing it right now. She moans around me, going deeper and using her hand to stroke me at the same time. “That’s it, baby, suck it just like that,” I say, forcing my hands to stay at my side.
She releases me, her lips wet, eyes wild as they stare up at me. “Show me.”
This woman is going to be the death of me.
I move my hands to the sides of her head, and she doesn’t waste a second. She sets the pace, and I use every ounce of restraint I have not to move her head to a faster speed.
It feels so good.
Everything about this is so fucking much. The fresh air, the sounds of silence around us, Lark on her knees for me, hell, just being here at all.
The two of us tucked away in some secret part of the world where no one else knows we exist.
Her hot mouth takes me deep over and over. She adjusts from fast to slow, driving me absolutely wild.
“Fuck, baby, I’m close,” I tell her. All of it is too damn perfect.
She takes me deeper again and then removes her mouth.
I drop down, flipping her immediately so she’s on the bottom and pushing her legs apart.
I don’t delay or toy with her. I want to eat her.
I want to taste every bit of wetness between her legs until there’s nothing left.
Licking, sucking, swirling my tongue in various patterns.
She gasps and then starts to move her hips with my mouth.
I need her to come against my tongue. To give me the pleasure that I’m able to extract.
My tongue makes patterns, and her breathing continues to shift. There is nothing about tonight that’s slow or cautious. We are two people desperate for the other and unwilling to give up control.
I fucking love every second of it.
Her orgasm comes fast and hard. “Tristan!” she screams my name as her body goes tight, and I keep going through her spasms of pleasure until her legs fall limp.
I kiss her thigh, her belly, then run my tongue along her nipple as I make my way up to her lips.
She’s staring at me, grinning. “I planned that very differently.”
“Did you now?”
Lark nods. “I planned to make you come with my mouth.”
“You almost did.”
“Almost only counts in horseshoes.” Her hand presses against my cheek.
I grin. “How about you ride me then?”
I flip us quickly. She squeaks and then pulls her lower lip between her teeth. “Saddle up, cowboy, let’s see if I can last more than eight seconds.”
“I’ll give you my worst, sweetheart.”
And then she sinks down, taking me deep. “Please do, because if this is your worst, I’d like another ride.”
My hands are at her hips as I fuck her from the bottom. Her tits bounce up and down as I slam into her. Lark doesn’t just take it, though. She shifts her hips, forcing me deeper as she adjusts the angle.
“Fuck!” I groan, sweat beading against my forehead.
Lark pushes herself up higher, face up at the sky, hair falling around her in soft waves. Her hand is resting on my chest, and then I take it, moving it between us.
“Tristan,” she pants.
“Touch yourself,” I command. There’s a tentative pause. “Can you feel how wet you are, sweetheart?”
She moves her hand, touching the spot where we connect. “Yes.”
“That’s right, so wet for me. Touch lower.” Lark does it. “Can you feel where I’m inside of you?”
“Yes.”
“Is it good?”
“So good. So wet. So hard. So…us.”
“That’s right. I can see it from here. Your cunt taking me deep, riding me, letting me inside of you. So fucking hot. Do you want to watch me fuck you?”
She nods. “Yes.”
I roll us over, pushing her knees up and slamming into her. “Tristan!” she screams, reaching for me.
“Sit up on your elbows and look at us. Look at my cock disappear inside of you.”
Lark pushes up and groans as I slowly take her. Letting her get a good look at the two of us in the firelight.
“Yes,” she moans.
“Who’s fucking you?”
“You are.”
“And who am I?” I ask.
Lark’s eyes find mine. “Tristan Stone.”
“That’s right.” She clenches around me, and I can tell she’s close again. I move her legs apart, my lips above hers. “And when you come this time, scream my name, baby.”
My hand goes between us, and at the first pressure against her clit, she falls apart, screaming my name to the skies.