“You make me pretty happy, too.” I run my fingers through her hair. Her chest expands. Her tits ripple as if they were trying to break free from the eye patches she’s shielding them with. And, right on cue, my dick ticks to life beneath her.
“What’s this?” She teases nestling the back of her head into my crotch until she yields the full effect. “You really are glad to see me, aren’t you?” She giggles as if it were the funniest thing in the world. “Looks like we have a very hard problem we’re going to have to solve.” The smile slides right off her face. Reese grows serious, her eyes widen like a silver sky.
“No problem solving necessary.” I readjust myself, and Reese leans up beside me on her elbow. “Just give me a minute, and I’ll shape shift back to your regularly scheduled stud.” I hope. Not sure it’s possible but it was worth the lip service.
I pluck at my shorts as her tits campaign hard for my attention. Looks like this bad boy isn’t going anywhere.
“I want to see it,” she says it sweetly. She’s looking up at me from under her lashes, biting down over her lip with those paper-white teeth.
“It’s not a pet.” I hold back a laugh because it sort of is.
“It can be,” it sails from her lips smooth and sultry. “I’llpetit if you let me.”
In the shade her skin looks perfectly bronzed, her bathing suit bottom catches my eye, and I want to run my hand over her velvet thighs, land my fingers in all the right places.
“Reese.” I lean back on my elbows, considering her offer. It’s not like anyone ever visits the Eagle’s Nest. We’re secluded with a bed of pines all around, nothing but rolling oaks filling in the blank spaces. I doubt we’d be discovered anytime soon.
“Please, I want to.” She pulls the string to my board shorts and unties the front. Her fingers comb out the laces, and before I know it she’s excavated my hard-on, and lands it between us. It does look like a pet, one big, oversized, hairy beast. “Wow. Impressive,” she whispers, a soft giggle ripples through her chest, and I start to lose it.
“Reese.” I arch back, unsure of how the hell I’m going to alleviate the pressure, short of tossing off in the bushes, and, right about now, I’m not entirely opposed to the idea.
She runs her fingers along the length of it, and I give a hard groan.
“You’re amazing.” She looks up and holds my gaze, her mouth parted like a seasoned seductress. Reese easily puts to shame any number of the girls I’ve been with. Never in my existence have I felt so fucking turned on. “I’m going to kiss you right here.” She runs her finger over the tip and my throat locks off.
Shit.
She blinks up at me innocently. A dirty smile waits to break loose on her lips. “Do you want me to kiss you there?”
“Yes,” it rasps from me.
“You like this, don’t you, Ace?” She holds her voice steady and calm while running her fingers over my cock soft as a feather.
A dry laugh rumbles from me. She’s doing exactly what I did to her the other night, and she’s a hell of a lot better at it.
“Ace.” She leans over and brushes the tip with her lips, and it takes all my strength to not to give a shout of approval. She looks up, licking her lips. “I don’t know how to do this. I want you to teach me.” Reese bows her head and glides her mouth over the entire length of me.
Oh fuck. I let out a moan as if I were in pain.
I dig my fingers in her hair, guiding her in a steady rhythm. I offer just enough encouragement, but she goes down on her own, and I’m pleasantly surprised she’s able to take just about all of me in without bringing her breakfast up over my balls. I’ve never had a girl go this far down before. I’m more than impressed as she runs her tongue over me, sucks me down likes she’s about to digest me. Her cool fingers slip lower still, and before I know it, the boys are in on the act.
I can’t take it.
“Reese,” it hisses out of me as I thrust my head back. It feels so fucking good. I want it to last forever. A heated rush blows over me, and I can feel the storm cinching up inside me until my entire body feels as if it’s about to shoot out of my dick. “Reese.” I pull her shoulder back, but she gently restrains me by the wrist. If she’s looking for the full experience, I’m not about to fight her.
“I’m coming.” I struggle to push her off, but Reese maintains her position and— fuck. She swallows down every last bit. I shudder over her hard, digging my hands into her hair, holding back the groan that’s trying to knife its way from my vocal cords. I tremble to completion as her lips throb around me until she finally pulls away.
Shit.
Our eyes lock, and I don’t know what to say.
“You can throw up if you have to.” Maybe not that.
Reese touches her fingers to her lips. Her eyes widen as if she’s considering it.
I pull her to me, and we fall over the blanket, her face buried in the crook of my neck.
“Hell, Reese,” I pant. I’ve never had a girl do that before.
