I alternated feeding her bites along with me. We never even got to the second pie before she turned around, wrapped her arms around me, and kissed me deeply.
“You ever made love outside before?”
“No, baby. But I don’t want you to make love to me outside. I want you to fuck me outside, Bryse.”
“That can be arranged, sweetheart,” I muttered against her lips, thinking about the rope. “Can you withstand the cold?” I asked, removing her clothes. It was in the mid-fifties, pretty warm for an October day in the mountains.
“Mm-hmm.”
My hands caressed her areolas before I dragged my hand up and squeezed her throat. My mouth covered hers, and she moaned into our kiss.
When she pulled away, I leaned back on my hands as Kennedi removed her boots, jeans, and panties. She placed her boots back on and stood on the blanket before me in nothing but her boots and socks.
“That’s the sexiest shit I’ve ever seen,” I teased, pointing at her standing in the nude with socks and boots.
Kennedi leaned forward and put her hands on her knees, making her pussy poke out. I grabbed the rope and jumped up. I led her to a pole about fifty feet from the horses and tied her wrists around the pole.
“Damn, baby. You’re getting kinky, aren’t you?”
“We’re out here in nature, just you and me. We’ve got nothing but time on our hands. I’m about to enjoy the hell out of fucking you in the kinkiest way that I can imagine in this particular setting.” I grabbed the wine and walked back to her.
“You’re going to feel something cool, baby.”
“Okay.”
I slowly poured wine over her ass, and she moaned as I leaned down and licked it off. My fingers fondled her clitoris, and Kennedi swayed side to side. I poured more wine and licked it off before I poured it over her shoulders, upper and lower back, and down her breasts when she stood. I moved around between her and the pole she was tied to and sucked her nipples.
“That feels so good, Bryse.”
“I’ma make you feel better in a minute,” I promised as I bit her stiff peak.
“Oh shit!”
I licked around it, tugged it with my teeth, and bit it again. I moved to the other nipple to do the same.
“Hold ya head back, beautiful.”
She did as I asked, and I slowly poured the wine into her mouth. I covered her mouth and suctioned the wine back into mine as I kissed her.
I moved behind her, poured the rest of the wine out, and set the bottle on the ground. Opening my zipper, I grabbed her waist with my free hand and slowly fed my dick between her thighs until I sank as deep as I could go. I moved out and back in slowly until she became acclimated to having me deep inside of her.
“Fuck me, Bryse,” she pleaded over a moan.
I pushed her forward just a little, spanked her ass, and did exactly as she asked. Over the trill of birds, the call of an owl, and other unknown animal sounds in the distance was the hard panting of our breath as I increased my intensity and pace. The sound of our skin slapping against each other and me stirring up her juices drowned out even the thunderous sound of my heart beating in my chest.
The friction of me plundering her and her guttural moan as she released again drove me to the edge. I freed her from the pole, grabbed the rope, the wine bottle, and her hand, and ledher back to the blanket. “Did this little excursion satisfy your needs?”
“Baby, it surpassed all my fantasies.”
“I’m glad that I could be of service,” I replied, kissing her and smacking her on the ass before she got dressed.
Chapter 18
Kennedi
SUNDAY EVENING, OCTOBER 12TH
“Baby, let me take this call before we leave,” I called after Bryson as he headed to the door.
