Wiping her eyes, she sighed. “It’s fine. I mean—you’re cleaning it up. But it’s fine.”
He grinned at her, dutifully kneeling down in the dirt to retrieve every last strawberry. She moved to sit on the gingham blanket that he’d laid out between the rows.
“I was trying to be romantic,” she said.
He didn’t really eat or drink, but she’d grown so used to going through the motions of pretending. They went on dates now, torestaurants where he’d shuffle his food around and box it up to bring home for her. Drinking was easier—he could drain liquids from his system the same way a person could, though he gained nothing from them.
“The champagne is still good,” he said, crawling over to her. He held up the bottle as proof.
“You got my pretty glasses dirty.”
“I did.” He set the bottle down next to her head as he knelt between her legs. “You’ll have to think of some way to punish me.”
He skimmed the hem of her sundress up her thighs. When it reached her hips, he made a throaty sound of approval.
“You seem to have forgotten something,” he murmured, sliding his hands down her inner thighs and pressing them wide.
“They only get in the way.” She let her knees fall wide, watching the glowing blue light shift over the planes of his face as he lowered himself to her core.
“You’re such a good girl. So thoughtful.”
Her head fell back as his tongue dragged over her. The arch in her back was involuntary as he snaked around her clit slowly, teasing. When she bucked her hips at him, he pinned them down with a chuckle.
She sank her fingers into his hair and stared up at the night sky, bursting to life with stars above her. Her moans were loud and ragged; there was no reason to hide them in their haven in the middle of nowhere. She could scream with pleasure if she liked, and there would be no one to complain.
It only took him two minutes to wring the first orgasm from her. She knew it would be the first of many. He never let up on her for less than three.
He rose onto his knees and tugged her dress over her head, baring her completely. Carelessly, he tossed her dress into theflowers. She made a sound of protest, but he shrugged with disinterest, his hungry eyes tracking up her body.
“Hands above your head.”
She did as he said, letting her arms fall above her head. They reached past the edge of the sheet, and dirt scraped at the backs of her hands. A shudder of anxiety went through her, but it was forgotten when he leaned over her.
He leaned past her and grabbed the champagne bottle without breaking her gaze. She jumped when he popped the cork, unable to hold back a little yelp. He grinned.
“I’m sorry to admit that I do enjoy it when you make that sound,” he purred, teasing the tip of his nose against hers.
“I’ve noticed.” She’d opened her mouth to complain further, but the words cut off with a gasp as something cold and bubbly poured over her throat. “Sam!”
He dipped his head and drank from the hollow of her throat, his shoulders shaking with laughter. The velvet brush of her tongue distracted her from any objections she might have given to being covered in champagne and inevitably made sticky and wet.
He dribbled it over her nipple next, sucking it off and chasing the trail with his tongue. She watched him through heavy-lidded eyes as he licked and sucked his way down to her belly button and back up again.
“Sam,” she begged, rocking her hips beneath him.
“Hmm?”
“Please.”
He arched a brow at her pointedly.
“Fuck me,” she demanded plainly. “I feel so hollow. I swear, if you don’t?—”
He cut her off with a kiss, positioning himself between her thighs. When the head of his cock nudged against her entrance,he lifted her by the back of her neck and brought the champagne to her lips.
He didn’t stop pouring as she drank, dribbling the fizzy liquid over her lips and down her breasts as she struggled to keep up with the flow. When he pulled away, apparently satisfied, her head was buzzing pleasantly. The breeze licked over her damp skin, tightening her nipples to an edge between pain and pleasure.
“So beautiful,” he murmured, bracing his weight on his palms to either side of her head.
