“Turn left,” I command.
She pauses, searching for a footpath. When she finds none, she turns around with a frown. “There’s nothing there.”
“Turn left,” I insist.
“But Lex—”
I grab her hand and pull her with me into the forest. “Alexander,” she protests, “if you get us lost, I’ll—”
“I won’t.”
Once we’re far enough from the trail, I drop the backpack and pull her into my arms as I lower to devour her. Her bewilderment doesn’t last long as she quickly returns my hunger, her hot little tongue darting out to meet mine. While we get lost in the passionate exchange, my hands roam freely over her, enjoying every curve and dip, gliding over the fabric covering her.
“Baby, what are we doing?” she moans into the kiss as I grab her ass with both hands and press her onto my erection.
“I’m giving you what you’ve been begging for.”
“Here? What if—”
“It’ll be quick. I won’t last long.”
Mindful of the uneven ground, I guide her back until she’s pressed against a tree. Then, without wasting a second, I hook my thumbs into the tight waistband of her pants and push them down, along with her underwear.
I kneel before her as I bring it to her mid-calf, and my eyes remain for a moment on the trimmed triangle of curls at the apex of her thick thighs. My mouth waters, starved for a taste, and I don’t try to resist it. I look up at her, and before she can see it coming, I bury my face between her legs, spreading her slit with my tongue.
She lets out a muffled moan, hand tangling in my hair as I focus on her clit. She does her best to spread her legs and give me better access, but her pants prevent it. Still, I make it work, feasting on her like a starved man. Which I am. Fucking famished for it.
With my hands at her hips, I keep her in place as I eat her out, appreciative hums rolling in my throat. Whenever I look up at her, like a devoted worshiper, I find her eyes on me, hooded and glazed with lust. I fuck her with my mouth, knowing exactly what she likes and how shelikes it. Her other hand comes to my hair as well, tugging as she presses me harder onto her pussy, her hips writhing with the need for more. Her small sobs, pleas, and moans fill the surrounding forest, covering everything else.
When I give the little nub a harder suck, she cries out my name, shivering between me and the tree, body hunching over at the powerful sensation. And when I flick my tongue over it at a rapid pace, her hold on my hair tightens to a painful tug.
She’s so fucking close already, body quivering with her impending orgasm, thighs trembling on each side of my face. I’m ready for the final stretch, ready to make her come all over my lips, when her hands try to push me away.
“Baby, wait,” she protests breathlessly. “I want to come around your cock.”
It’s my turn to fucking throb at that, a jolt of pleasure traveling up my length at the idea. I want to be buried inside her sweet little cunt, too. I want to feel it contract and tighten around me with every spasm of her orgasm.
I wipe her wetness off my lower face with the back of my hand and follow her will, standing to grant her wish. I give her a long, deep, and intense kiss, then, with my hands on each side of her hips, I flip her around. A press on her upper back is enough to get her to bend over, her shaky hands holding on to the bark, and I lower my shorts down to my thighs.
Fucking hell, the round head of my cock is glistening with precum and red with the need to come. This will be fucking fast, but we’ll do better once we get back to the house.
I spit on the tips of my fingers, run them over her awaiting slit, and then position my cock there. I should probably go slow, but she’s so eager for it, back arched, breath short with anticipation, that I let my domineering nature take over.
With one hard, precise, and quick thrust, I bury myself in her tightness. “Ah, fuck,” she cries out.
Before I can worry that I hurt her, she pushes against the trunk to press herself harder onto me, to take more. “Always so fucking greedy for it,” I mutter, pulling out until my tip remains, only to slam back into her.
I retreat again, slowly enough to let her feel every ridge and vein, then ram back in. Her walls spasm around me, echoing the lustful cry she lets out. Shit, she feels so fucking good. Three more thrusts and I’ll be coming like a maniac.
This being quick is fine, but I refuse to let it bethatquick. So, I change strategies and plant myself into her to the hilt while I send ahand around her and between her legs. Her clit is easily found, and my fingertips immediately begin toying with it. She moans and begs for more, pressing harder against me, tilting her hips better, rolling them feverishly as she stands on her toes.
“Come like this,” I demand.
“Lex, I want—more. Fuck me, please.”
While my fingers keep working her clit, I grab onto the messy bun that has her hair together and tug at it. “I will. But first, be a good girl and make me feel your pussy throb like this. Then I’ll fuck you.”
I’m not sure if it’s the hair pulling, the words, or the helpless thrust my hips give, but she shatters with a trembling cry, her fingers clenching at the tree as she does, her walls squeezing around my cock at a hectic rhythm. I hold her the whole time, closing my eyes and clenching my teeth to ride through it.
