As we walk, Hyacinth swings our joined hands a little, talking enthusiastically about another of her favorite thrillers. I pay attention to her words, but at the same time, I’m thoroughly distracted by her beauty.
She’s stunning under any circumstance, but when she’s happy… she’s utterly breathtaking.
Watching her toss her long dark hair back, laughing as she explains a devious plot twist, I can’t take my eyes off her. She tilts her head to look at me, and her smile is wide and warm, a genuine expression of affection.
When we reach the furthest point from the parking lot, Hyacinth stops, letting go of my hand to walk to the edge of the lake. I come up behind her and put my hands on her shoulders, and she leans back against me.
“Sorry, I’ve been a chatterbox,” she says. “I just haven’t had someone really listen to me in a long time. It feels nice.”
“I’ve enjoyed listening,” I reply. “I’ll happily go on one of these little tangents with you anytime.”
Hyacinth turns around, her dark violet eyes intense as she looks up at me.
“Shane… I’m feeling… something. I don’t know what it is, but I want to give in to it. I want to explore. Do you promise me that I am safe?”
“Yes, of course,” I answer, not really sure what she’s talking about. “You are completely safe with me, Hyacinth.”
“You won’t… use me?”
“Never.”
“Or change for the worse if I expose myself to you?”
“No. I swear it. I’ll take care of you, no matter what.”
“Okay,” she whispers, leaning forward. I feel her hands grip my shoulders as she presses herself against my chest, and then I feel the light touch of her lips against mine.
Even though lust charges through me in a fiery, crashing wave, I stay still, letting Hyacinth lead. She slides her arms around my neck, writhing against me as she deepens the kiss.
Very slowly, I wrap my arms around her waist, caressing her gently and pulling her closer to me. She moans with pleasure, pressing her body against mine.
Instinct takes over, and I pick her up in one quick sweep, then move us to a sheltered area nearby. When I put her down on the ground, she grabs my shirt and yanks me down on top of her, kissing me deeply as her legs wind around my waist.
I fall into her kiss, letting my mind go blank as I lose myself in her hot, wet mouth and the feel of her body against mine. When I reach for her breasts and squeeze them, she gasps with pleasure, thrusting her hips against me.
There is barely anything between us—the zipper of my pants, and her panties—but some instinct warns me it’s too soon for that.
But I have a fierce appetite, and there’s only one thing I want to eat.
“Hyacinth,” I whisper against her ear.
“Yes,” she murmurs, kissing my cheek.
“Can I go down on you?”
She takes a sudden, sharp breath, and I feel goosebumps rushing across her skin. She nods, her cheek pressed against mine.
“Yes,” she whispers hoarsely. “Yes.”
I kiss her one more time, then slowly get to my knees, running my hands down her body as I settle between her thighs. I stroke the velvety skin there with the tips of my fingers, teasing her before I reach up to rub her through the panties.
Hyacinth gasps, her hips bucking up and down. I reach up to grab the waistband of her panties, my face close to her pussy as I slowly pull her underwear off.
I push the skirt back towards her waist, teasing her again by grazing the tips of my fingers across her hips as I expose her pussy. Hyacinth’s thighs open, and she rocks towards me, silently begging for my mouth.
Gently, I part the outer lips of her pussy with my tongue, finding her throbbing clit underneath. She cries out, thrashing under me, and I hold her still as I lap at her clit, teasing her with light flicks of my tongue. She writhes under me, trying to urge me lower, but I take my time, using my lips and tongue to part the outer lips and caress the soft petals beneath. As I reach her slit, I hook my hands under her thighs and push her legs apart, thrusting my tongue inside her and searching for her sweet juices.
Hyacinth cries out, and I feel her hand in my hair. With a groan of pleasure, I force her thighs even further apart and plunge my tongue in even deeper, feeling her body trembling under my lips. Her cries get closer together, and I can tell by the throbbing, rising heat in her that an orgasm is coming. I start to slide slowly back to her clit, running the very tip of my tongue through the delicate inner petals and then wrapping my lips firmly around her clit to gently suck on it.
