“I should have brought a blanket.” Alex said.
“What for?”
Alex’s chuckle turns my knees to jelly and I lick my lips as he shrugs out of his cut and jacket. The cut, he places on a low branch, his jacket he spreads over the ground, near a tree. As he sits on the jacket, he pulls me down beside him. His fingers light as they brush over my arm and I shiver. “Cold?”
I’m anything but cold as Alex pulls me in closer and I shake my head. “We could have stayed on the bench and watched the river.”
Alex’s chin rubs against my head as he nods, “we could have. But then I couldn’t have done this.”
His lips touch mine. They are gentle as he tastes me. Savors me. I want more and I slip my fingers into his hair, bringing his mouth closer to mine. The soft kiss of moments ago is gone. This kiss is demanding as Alex slips his tongue into my mouth. He tastes of spicy sauce and onions with lashings of beer, and I want more. I wrap my tongue around his and we dance and tangle. The world dips when Alex pushes me onto my back without releasing my lips. We shuffle. His body slips between my legs and my fingers tighten in his hair. I close my eyes, abandoning myself to his touch and taste. When his lips leave mine, I moan, then sigh as he scatters small kisses on my chin, moving to my neck. When he finds the pulse at the base of my throat, the owl hoots again and I jump back into the ground, banging my head in the process. “Shit.” I rub the back of my head and when Alex’s chuckle seeps into my conscious, I shake his shoulder. “It’s not funny.”
“It is. I’m trying to seduce you. And you keep jumping at a stupid bird.”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
“With pleasure.” Alex’s lips return to mine. His mouth hard and demanding, and I accept each thrust of his tongue with an answering dart of my own. As our tongues battle, Alex slips his fingers under my tee-shirt and when cool air brushes against my sensitive flesh, a gasp escapes me. The pulse in my clit is heavy, and I thrust my hips into his hand. The kiss is broken.
“Alex.”
“Shush. I’m not going anywhere.” He pulls back and drags my top over my head.
“Shit, Mia. I knew it.”
I blink into the darkness. Alex is a shadow over me and as he strokes my flesh, I don’t panic, but relax. He cups one of my breasts. His thumb gliding over the growing nub. As he presses and flickers the bud, blood seeps, engorging the tip. “I knew you weren’t wearing a bra.” He sniggers as he looks at me. His breath warm. “I should spank you for teasing me. Instead.” Alex’s warm breath teases against the flesh of my breast as he sucks on the tip of tit. His tongue lashes and swirls around the bud, and I thrust my hips into him as I arch my head back. Alex doesn’t free my tit as he teases and tastes my flesh. His mouth, tongue and teeth ruthless as he nips and pulls my skin. With each nip, the pulse in my clit throbs. The owl hoots again, but Alex’s touch is driving me crazy and I ignore it. Alex pulls back. His gaze scorching my flesh as he strokes the flesh from my waist to my breast. His fingers a whisper of a touch. I ignore the throb of my pussy as it begs for attention and welcome Alex’s touch as he draws pattern after pattern on my naked flesh. His head lowers, and when he finds the tip of my other breast, he plays with it. His mouth hot as he swathes my flesh. A shudder rocks through me when he glides his hand down to the waistband of my shorts. His fingers swift as he deals with the button and zip. Then I am lying naked in the dark in the bayou. Faint laughter from the party surrounds me and my fingers tighten on Alex’s shoulder.
“Are you okay?”
I nod “Don’t stop.”
“I wasn’t planning to.” His chuckle warms me, and a gasp escapes me as Alex raises my hips to press light kisses against my stomach. His lips leaving a wet trail as he moves lower. “I can smell you, Mia.” Alex places a light kiss on my pubic bone. “You smell of the earth.” He places another kiss on my inner thigh. “You smell of sex.” As he kisses the back of my knee, he chuckles. “You’re preparing yourself for me, Mia.” Another kiss on the back of my knee and I curl my toe as I arch my neck. My pussy screams for attention. The gentle throb of earlier replaced with a heavier, demanding pulse. I curl my fingers as they yearn to reach out and touch myself. But that’s not what I want. I want Alex’s mouth on me. “If I slip my finger in, I bet you would grip on it and never let go.”
“I’d rather have your cock.”
“I bet you would. You naughty girl.” Alex’s tongue is at the back of my calf. His fingers light as he caresses the flesh. “You smell so sweet, Mia. Like innocence.” Alex nips and sucks the flesh behind my knee. His tongue teasing the flesh. “But you’re not innocent.” He drops my leg and although I am bare, it’s only when he pulls away, I find myself vulnerable, naked. His hands linger at my hips. Then the world swings as he spins me over. He leans over me as I lay my head on his jacket. His jacket
