“More. Tell me more.” I push against him.
His warm breath skates across my neck. “I love how your pussy grips me. So tight.”
I squeeze my eyes shut. His dirty talk has massively improved, and it’s so fucking hot. I clench around him as he continues to slide in and out. “Oh. Fuck. Miles. Harder! Harder! Don’t stop!”
His lips press just below my ear. “I promise I’ll give you what you want,” he murmurs. “But you have to be quiet.”
The warning only makes the heat inside me flare brighter. I clench around him and another moan slips out, louder than the last.
“Everyone’s going to hear you.”
He drives into me again, and another moan escapes. “That’s… the point.”
“You’re teasing me now.”
Oh, I absolutely am—and enjoying every second. I peer over my shoulder and sink my teeth into my bottom lip.
“I’d rather be selfish,” he says, low against my ear. “And keep those sounds all to myself.” He releases my hair and slides his hand over my mouth, muffling my sounds.
I don’t know where this Miles came from, but welcome. Stay awhile. Before he can pull his hand away, I catch his wrist and guide his fingers into my mouth, biting down lightly while my tongue drags across his skin.
“Oh. Fuck.” He drives into me once. Twice.
I release my grip on his wrist and brace myself against the tree before he fucks me through it. His other hand drops between my legs, rubbing my clit with skilled, unrelenting pressure while he continues to thrust. My body gives in—shaking, tightening, every nerve alight as the release hits. I clench around his cock as he slams into me over and over again, chasing his own orgasm. His hips jerk, then he stills deep inside me, both of us breathing hard.
He leans close, lips brushing my ear. “You’re so fucking perfect. Beautiful.”
I turn to face him, smoothing my dress down as he pulls his pants up. He retrieves my thong from his pocket and holds it out.
I shake my head and tuck it right back into his pocket. “They’re yours now. A memento for your first adventure.” Then I cradle his face, grounding myself in the look in his eyes. “This is the first time I haven’t been afraid of wanting someone. And I know I’ll want you tomorrow. Next week. Next month. Next year.”
His mouth curves into the lazy half smile I’m completely obsessed with. “Is that the expiration date? After next year?”
“Not if you keep doing that.” I hike my thumb toward the tree behind me.
“I never thought I’d be used for sex.” His lips press together like he’s trying to look offended. “I’m not sure how I feel about that.”
“Shut it, Pilot Boy.”
He laughs, dropping his forehead against mine. “We’re taking a lot of firsts together.”
“Yeah,” I murmur, leaning back just enough to meet his gaze. “We really are. And for the record—hand over my mouth? Hot.”
His cheeks flush pink. “It wasn’t too much? I was improvising.”
“It was perfect. Keep that Miles around. Also, I love that you keep your swear words only for me. I caught it the first time in your bed.”
“You tend to make me a little feral,” he admits. “So it seems appropriate.”
A grin up at him. “I’m glad I can do that for you. And for me.” I pull him to me for another kiss. Before things spiral into me asking if he has a second condom, I pull back slightly. “We should?—”
“Do this again somewhere more private?”
“Enough adventure for one day?”
“With you? Never.” His smile softens. “But I would like more time to explore your body without the squirrels chirping at us.”
“I thought they were cheering us on.” I steal another quick kiss.
