I arched off the blanket, needing to feel his tongue against my skin. My body was on fire at his simple touch. Lake peeled back the cups of my bra, licking across the tops of my breasts before sucking my nipple into his mouth.
He closed his lips around my nipple, sucking and biting the tips until I screamed out. Lake chuckled underneath his breath and then slid his hands into the waistband of my pants. I parted my legs for him and jutted my hips forth.
It amazed me how open I was to making out outside with Lake the way that I was. I’d always been careful with my love, never exposing myself to voyeurs or the opportunity for anyone to see me in an intimate situation.
Although we were outside on his private property, I’d never done anything so daring. Yet, I didn’t care. The only thing that I cared about was how Lake made me feel as his hands rubbed across my slit, juicing me up for him.
Pulling his hand back, he slipped a finger into his mouth and sucked it, groaning.
Jerking my leggings and panties down around my ankles, Lake lifted my legs over his shoulders.
I hissed when he took a long swipe at my pussy with his tongue, his gaze pinning me in place. Using his thumb, he rubbed my clitoris in small circles, taking another long swipe.
“Laaake,” I moaned.
“Yes?” he asked, looking up at me before taking another swipe from top to bottom.
“Not here,” I murmured.
Smirking at me, he took another swipe before sticking a finger inside of me. I cried out in pleasure, opening my legs further as he began licking and prodding me with his tongue.
My hips lifted off the blanket once more as I gave him unfettered access to my core.
Lake used his tongue as if it were his dick, fucking me, slowly sliding in and out, grinding his flattened tongue against me, and then teasing me with the tip.
It wasn’t long before I came with the sensation of the cool wintry breeze coming off the water and the heat of his tongue. Lake took his time cleaning me with his tongue until he’d lapped my juices clear.
When he raised over me and lowered his head to kiss me, I shifted, awkwardly grabbing my pants and panties to pull them up again.
“What’re you doing?” he asked, grabbing my hands when my leggings were halfway up my legs.
“It’s cold. What do you think that I’m doing?”
“Uh-uh. I want to fuck you outside, just like this.”
“Lake, it’s almost winter. It’s cold out here.”
“Liltee, you’re made of tougher stuff than this. It’s a nice fifty-two this evening. A rare occurrence that I want to celebrate,” he murmured against my lips.
Laughing, I said, “No, we need to go somewhere no one will see us.”
“I. Wanna. Fuck. Out. Here,” he argued between pecks.
“It’s cold,” I whined.
“We’ll create our heat,” he pointed out. “No one will see us. We’re on private property.”
Lake’s tongue slid around mine, wrestling with it for control as he reached around and cuffed my ass cheeks, squeezing them, making me arch against him. Between the two of us, we worked my pants down once more.
We continued kissing while he removed his wallet to retrieve a condom and then wrestled with his belt and finally his button and zipper to open his pants. Within a few minutes, he had himself covered.
I watched as he took his belt and secured my wrists with it.
“What’re you doing?” I laughed.
“Controlling the moment, Beautiful,” he said with a wink. “You’re not allowed to touch me.”
“Why?”
“Because you must learn self-control and patience,” he said.
“Can I use my mouth?”
“I love that wicked mouth,” he said, pressing a kiss to my lips before pulling back.
Lake’s hands reached underneath me and pulled me closer to him as he slid inside of me, filling me inside. I clenched around his dick, welcoming him as he drove deeper.
Despite the restrictions of our clothing, mine around my ankles, his just under his ass, our bodies merged as one. Up and down, back and forth, we writhed on the blanket, knocking over leftovers and gasping for air.
I bit his shoulder; he bit my nipple. I bit his lip, and he bit my chin. A chilly breeze blew over us, but I didn’t shiver one bit. So consumed was I by the fire and passion we created that nothing else mattered.
The future that lay in wait for me was nonexistent at that moment.
We rode the clouds of ecstasy, clouded by our emotions of the moment, until a powerful orgasm rained down on me, catching him in the cloud of my thunderstorm. A roar thundered from Lake, signaling his climatic release.
“Damn,” he mumbled.
“That was...”
“Yeah,” he agreed, pulling my lip into his mouth and suckling on it. We engaged in another deep, passionate kiss before ending it.
A smirk pulled at his lips as he released his belt from my wrists.
“What?”
“Is that a sheen of sweat that I see on your forehead?”
“Shut up!” I groaned, rubbing my wrists as I urged him to get up.
The reality of my life and the intensity of the moment shone down on me like the blazing sun after a summer thunderstorm.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his eyes chastening me for my impatient behavior.
“Not really. I can’t believe that I just did this,” I moaned, pulling at my pants.
“This wasn’t the reaction you had at the masquerade ball. Very different results.”
“Yes, but we weren’t outside for the world to see.”
Jerking his pants up and fastening them, he replied, “There’s no one here but us, Z. I always have your best interest at heart.”
Pulling my hands through my hair, I risked a glance at Lake and asked, “What do you want from me?”
“What I’ve always wanted. You. And before we rehash that same argument, I
