Once Lamar covered his nine-inch masterpiece with latex, he leaned forward. He bit one nipple through my dress and then the other. The wet heat from his mouth felt so good that my entire lower body clenched.
As he alternated between biting and sucking one breast and the other, he reached under my dress and tugged down my thong.
“Lift,” he commanded, helping me out of the garment. “Now this leg.”
He stuffed it into his pocket, and then he turned me around.
Trembling, I stared at the river. “Do you think they can see us?”
We were more hidden than we had been when we’d sat on the riverbank. Trees obstructed the view, and the angle felt like we couldn’t be seen. But none of that mattered to me when his lipsbrushed my shoulder. He started kissing my skin, traveling up my neck.
With his lips pressed against the shell of my ear, he whispered, “I don’t know if anyone can see us.” Lifting the back of my dress slowly, he nibbled on my earlobe. “But if you’ll feel more comfortable, we can slide over to that tree. Or I could bend you over in the trunk. Or I can make it look like you’re sitting in my lap. Either way, they’re not going to be able to see anything. I’m going to keep you covered. I’m going to keep you protected.”
His voice was low, controlled, and sexy.
“Is that okay with you?” he asked.
“Yes,” I breathed.
Honestly, at that point, I didn’t care who saw or heard anything. I just wanted Lamar.
“Step forward and spread your legs,” he whispered. “Put your hands on your knees.”
I followed directions.
He gripped my hips firmly. “You’re beautiful”—he kissed my left ass cheek—“and thick”—he kissed the other ass cheek—“and so fucking sexy.”
Without warning, he licked my slit.
I gasped.
His tongue, wide and flat, skated over my sensitive flesh. My eyes shut tight, my legs locked, and I let out the loudest moan. His tongue massaged my clit, and my entire body started buzzing.
“You taste so fucking good,” he groaned into my pussy.
“Yeah,” I whimpered, trying to ride his face.
He stood and quickly spun me around. I had my hands in the cargo space and Lamar’s body right behind me. My skirt was up, my ass was exposed, but as soon as I felt his dick playing with me, being filled by him was the only thing that mattered.
“Ohmigod,” I exhaled.
I felt the pressure of his head at my opening, and even though it was just the tip, the way his dick split me in two caused the air to leave my lungs.
“Lamar, please,” I begged.
The anticipation to have him fully inside me was like nothing I’d ever experienced. My heart pounded in my chest.
“You can’t say my name like that,” he uttered with a firm grip on my hips. “Do you know how fucking sexy you sound?”
The way the thickness of his head parted me had me ready to break down. I was shaking with desire. I tried to push my hips back, but he was in control.
“Please,” I moaned. “Lamar, please.”
He let out a guttural growl, and his fingers dug into my bare skin. “And that ‘please.’”
The quivering in my belly and the desire that raced through my veins almost forced me to collapse.
I throbbed for him.
