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He jerked into my touch.

He growled, low and rough, and that was all the answer I needed.

His hands tightened on my waist and suddenly I was off the ground. My back hit the tree again, my body pinned between him and the rough trunk.

The skirt of my dress slid up to my waist as I wrapped my legs around his hips and held on tight.

His lips were back on mine, even more demanding than before. I met him, touch for touch, tease for tease. It was hard to breath between the kiss and the sensation flowing through me, but tearing away wasn’t an option.

Instead, I focused on wedging my hand between our bodies and lowering his zipper.

“Off. Take these off,” I murmured against his mouth.

He pinned me in place with his body, one arm under my ass, as he shoved his pants and boxers to the ground.

“I want you.” My voice was strained as yet another honest truth spilled from my lips.

“You have me.” His answer was just as honest and the ache in my chest was momentarily sharper than the ache between my thighs.

Pushing the feeling away, I sought his bare length and gave it a gentle stroke.

His cock was warm and thick, and he bucked into my hand.

He adjusted his hold on me and slid his hand between us, pushing my panties aside.

“Fuck—” I arched into his touch, as he found my clit and teased it with skilled focus.

We didn’t have the time or space to really explore each other, but we could do better than this. I shoved the top of my dress down just enough to free my breasts, the air cool against overheated skin.

His gaze dropped, dark and focused, before his mouthfollowed. He sucked my eager nipple into his mouth, teasing the tip with his tongue, taking it roughly with his teeth.

Sensation flooded my deprived body. The combination of his hand and his mouth was too much to take.

I broke under him.

Pleasure crashed through me, hard and sudden, my legs tightening around him as I came. I leaned my head back against the tree, staring up at the canopy and the stars beyond it as my body convulsed with pure pleasure.

Somewhere behind us, the music shifted and people cheered. It barely registered.

This was all that existed right now.

Him and me, bringing whatever was between us to a high so it could crash to nothing when the moment ended.

That’s what had to happen. It was too hard otherwise.

“Fuck me, Jasper,” I whispered, dragging my head back from where it was resting to look into his dark eyes. He moved his mouth back to mine. Kissing me slowly for a moment.

Slow didn’t work for me. I needed more.

Reaching between us, I gripped his cock again and slid my thumb around the head, spreading his precum and feeling him twitch in my hand.

I adjusted my legs around him, guiding his cock to my entrance.

“Protection?” he murmured against my lips.

“Don’t need it. I’m clean, and on the pill.”

He nodded deepening the kiss again. I pushed my hips forward until his cock was inside me.