"Fun?"
"The thrill that we might be seen."
"That is a thrill?"
"It makes it much more exciting," she said as she licked the head again.
"If that is what you're looking for, the excitement, we can find excitement."
"This is pretty exciting," she said, and licked off the little bit of moisture from the tip. She could feel her body getting hotter and hotter for him. She never did get why women didn't love doing this. Making a man come apart at their touch? This was her favorite thing to do to torment guys.
He groaned and shoved the ends of the shields in the ground. He yanked her to her feet.
"Hey, I wasn't done."
"I was."
He pulled her against him and kissed her hard. Her whole body jumped and bucked against him, turned on. He felt so incredible against her. His hands roamed over her breasts, even though her shirt kept them covered. Still, it was enough to build her desire for him even more.
"Your turn."
"Um, I don't--"
"I do."
Her whole body throbbed, and she might have shuddered, but in a really good way.
It wasn't her intention to entice him into full sex right now. Maybe to play. To tease, until they got back to the apartment, but she wasn't about to turn down another opportunity to feel him inside her again.
She had not had enough of him. He was addictive.
Pretty much any Earth boy was not going to be enough for her, ever again.
He pushed her pants down and stroked her center, his fingers filling her, and with just enough of a wiggle that brought out a starter-orgasm.
Her gaze kept darting around the park, looking for someone to come near, but she didn't see anything. Or hear anything.
It was a somewhat private nook. Though really--
What did he just do with his finger?
Her whole body shook.
He pulled his hand back and licked his damp finger.
She groaned.
A wicked grin passed over his face. Just for a moment.
Then he spun her around and bent her over the newly carved bench. Her pants were shoved out of the way, and he entered her.
This time, there was nothing soft, gentle and careful about his thrusting. Hard and fast was the order of the moment.
Each pound filled her, and she shook and twitched, in all the good ways. Moans and other sounds she didn't know she could make came out of her as she came hard against him,
He followed a few moments later, and they both stood there, spent.
From somewhere nearby, there was the sound of applause.
