“No bra,” I say with a grin.
“I figured you’d like efficiency.”
“Creativity and efficiency are definitely winning out right now.”
Lark leans in, kissing me softly before getting to her feet. She undoes the button of her jeans and slides the zipper down. “Get naked, Tristan.”
She’s not going to get an argument from me.
I remove my shirt and pants, and then, as I’m going to get back on the blanket, she lifts her hand. “Stay there.”
“Lark,” I say her name, knowing what she’s up to as she sinks to her knees.
My cock is rock solid, desperate to be inside of her again.
Her smile is full of mischief. “In the name of creativity.” She winks and then takes me in her mouth.
“Fuck,” I groan as she sucks me deep. Her tongue slides along my length. She moves slowly, as though she’s savoring every second of it. Lord knows I am.
I stare down at her, and this beautiful woman on her knees with my dick in her mouth is a sight I’ll never forget.
Her green eyes find mine, and I swear, if she could grin, she’d be doing it right now. She moans around me, going deeper and using her hand to stroke me at the same time. “That’s it, baby, suck it just like that,” I say, forcing my hands to stay at my side.
She releases me, her lips wet, eyes wild as they stare up at me. “Show me.”
This woman is going to be the death of me.
I move my hands to the sides of her head, and she doesn’t waste a second. She sets the pace, and I use every ounce of restraint I have not to move her head to a faster speed.
It feels so good.
Everything about this is so fucking much. The fresh air, the sounds of silence around us, Lark on her knees for me, hell, just being here at all.
The two of us tucked away in some secret part of the world where no one else knows we exist.
Her hot mouth takes me deep over and over. She adjusts from fast to slow, driving me absolutely wild.
“Fuck, baby, I’m close,” I tell her. All of it is too damn perfect.
She takes me deeper again and then removes her mouth.
I drop down, flipping her immediately so she’s on the bottom and pushing her legs apart. I don’t delay or toy with her. I want to eat her. I want to taste every bit of wetness between her legs until there’s nothing left. Licking, sucking, swirling my tongue in various patterns. She gasps and then starts to move her hips with my mouth.
I need her to come against my tongue. To give me the pleasure that I’m able to extract.
My tongue makes patterns, and her breathing continues to shift. There is nothing about tonight that’s slow or cautious. We are two people desperate for the other and unwilling to give up control.
I fucking love every second of it.
Her orgasm comes fast and hard. “Tristan!” she screams my name as her body goes tight, and I keep going through her spasms of pleasure until her legs fall limp.
I kiss her thigh, her belly, then run my tongue along her nipple as I make my way up to her lips.
She’s staring at me, grinning. “I planned that very differently.”
“Did you now?”
Lark nods. “I planned to make you come with my mouth.”
