not wearing any.
Ducking to the side, I make to head her off via a shortcut I know well and hope she ends up where I want her to be. If she goes off track, everything will be ruined.
I suppose I make it with just a couple of minutes to spare and take a moment to catch my breath because I will need to keep my feelings in check.
Hearing the twigs from the forest crunch under her feet, I set my mood accordingly and lie low where I know she will pass. As she moves closer, I reach my hand out and spin her against me as she passes and place my other hand over her eyes.
“Gotcha.”
She struggles, but it’s futile because we both know she ain’t going anywhere.
I pull her hard against me and growl, “Make it easy on yourself, darlin’, if you do, this will be a whole lot easier.”
“For who?”
Her voice is husky and laced with desire and I’m guessing if I ripped off those tiny shorts she wears, she would be wet and ready. I almost deviate from the plan as I feel her trembling body against mine and feel the desire wafting through the trees in the early morning air. Then again, morning has a long way to come because night is still ruling this particular hour and as I lead her to where I need her most, I feel my heart thumping with a nervousness that has no reason being here.
She whimpers as I gently bite her neck like the hungriest of vampires and she pushes back against my chest, wriggling against my cock. It’s almost unbearable as I fight my own battle within myself not to swing her against the trunk of the nearest tree and claim my woman like the savage beast I am.
I whisper huskily in her ear, “Stop struggling and open your eyes.”
Whipping my hand away, I hear her gasp as she sees what’s waiting and spins to face me with an expression that brings out the emotion in a man that never knew he had any.
“It’s beautiful.”
She turns and looks in wonder at the magical fantasy I have created just for her as she sees the forest transformed into a fairy tale.
Candles burn in little glass jars set around a bed made from the fruits of the forest. Branches, twigs and moss have formed the base of a bed strewn with leaves and finished off with a huge soft blanket that will provide comfort—for a while at least. As the candle flames dance in the light of the disappearing darkness, she turns to me and her eyes are bright as she whispers, “I love you, Maverick.”
Pulling her face to mine with two hands cupped either side of her beauty, I take my fill of the lips I will never tire of tasting.
I’m not rough, I take it gentle and slow and savor the moment because this one is a long time coming.
Running my hands under her top, I ease it from her back and marvel at the beauty nature created.
Leaning down, I kiss her soft skin, bathed in a sheen of sweat and relish the taste of a woman in her prime. She gasps and it sends the heat tearing through my body as I physically ache to make her mine in every way possible.
I move my mouth down her body, inhaling the toxic fumes of lust and as I reach her shorts, I use my teeth to tear them from her like the frantic beast I am. On my instructions she wears nothing else and as I taste her arousal; it makes my cock throb so hard it could all be over in seconds.
She pushes into me trying to bring us closer but not yet.
Standing, I swing her into my arms and carry her to the bed I made especially for her and lay her gently on the blanket. My own shorts follow hers to a heap on the ground and as I position myself above my beautiful lady, I whisper, “I love you, Sophia.”
The tears roll down her face and the light in her eyes causes my heart to burst as she whispers back, “Not as much as I love you, Maverick.”
Pulling her toward me, I push inside and move slowly and gently, relishing the ease in which her body welcomes me in. She molds herself around me once again, reinforcing the fact that we were made for each other. Gently, slowly, I fill my woman with everything