Chapter Fourteen

Mai eased the truck onto the blacktop. The road glittered under the moonlight.

“You need to watch for deer.” Dale shifted in her seat and the hem of her dress pulled up, exposing her thighs as she slipped off her pumps.

The moon rode the edge of the trees that crowded the road and Mai stole glances at Dale. She had tucked one leg under her, and the hem of her dress was tight over her legs and exposed the top edge of her thigh highs. The rough sound of the rumble strip alerted Mai, and she focused her attention on the road.

“Am I distracting you?” Dale’s honeyed tones raised the hairs on Mai’s arms.

“Yes.”

Dale’s rested her palm on Mai’s knee before she leaned closer and she traced her fingertips over the back of Mai’s neck, making her shiver. “Sorry. Do you want me to stop?”

Mai swallowed hard. “No. Yes. Maybe not while I’m driving.”

Dale drew her hand away from Mai’s neck. “Take the next left.”

Mai glanced at Dale. “This is the way to the lake, isn’t it?”

“It is.” She stripped off her thigh highs and tucked them into her pumps.

Dale leaned back in the seat and slid her hand over Mai’s thigh, the heat from her palm searing. A trickle of desire wet Mai’s briefs and she gripped the wheel tighter. She slowed the truck and made the turn onto the dirt road leading to the lake. Popular in her time in high school with those inclined to party and make out, the rough condition of the road and the high weeds growing between the wheel tracks were shaggy evidence of the spot’s decline in popularity.

Mai drove slowly, dodging the deeper ruts in the two-wheel track. A dense wood ran alongside the road. Tall trees blocked the moonlight and she switched the headlights to high beam. The trees thinned and a wide grass field ended in a lake. A weathered dock jutted out into the dark water.

Moonlight reflected off the water and lit the field. Mai parked the truck on the grass and pulled the keys from the ignition. The snick of her seat belt as it unfastened echoed in the truck. Dale’s palm cupped the back of Mai’s neck and she brushed her thumb over the short hairs there.

Mai turned in her seat to face Dale. One hand on the top of the wheel, she leaned in and brushed her lips over hers before she pulled back to look into her eyes. “You sure?”

“Very.” Dale tugged Mai close and kissed her as her fingers tightened on Mai’s neck. She sighed into Mai’s mouth. The soft sound washed over Mai and swept away her doubts.

Mai wrapped her arms around Dale and deepened their kiss as she drowned in the welcoming wet heat of Dale’s mouth. Teasing touches of her fingers as she stroked the back of Mai’s neck made her tremble.

Mai pulled back to look into Dale’s eyes. “This console is digging into my ribs.” She drew back and reached under her seat and moved the seat as far as it would go. “Come over here.” Mai patted her thighs.

Dale arched her eyebrow. “Nope.” She reached behind the seat and pulled a print blanket from the back seat. After tossing the blanket to Mai, she exited the truck.

Mai scrambled to sit up and wrestled with the blanket before she managed to open her door.

Dale stood with her hands on her hips. She inclined her head toward the dock. “This way.”

Mai trotted to catch up with Dale’s long strides. Her dress wafted about her legs. The delicate scent of Dale’s perfume carried on the light breeze and drew Mai toward the promise of more.

*

The dock creaked when Dale stepped on it. The rough wood was warm under her bare feet, cooler in spots as the heat from the sun faded. Mai’s footsteps behind her made her turn. Dale gestured toward the end of the dock and Mai fell into step beside her.

The touch of Mai’s fingers as she brushed the back of Dale’s hand sent a rill of desire through her, and her body turned to flame. At the end of the dock, Mai spread the blanket out. Dale held Mai’s eyes as she gripped the hem of her dress and stripped off. She folded it and placed it to the side of the blanket. Mai’s gaze was a searing touch as it traveled over Dale’s body and lingered on her red lace panties and matching sheer bra. With deliberate motions, Dale lay down on the blanket.

The bluster and high from her drink that had fueled Dale’s boldness in the restaurant faded as the moonlight lit her body. Reality pressed down on her, thick and heavy. She covered her soft belly with both hands to hide the myriad of silvery stretch marks and the long white scar that extended from her navel to the top of her pubic bone, a souvenir from the emergency cesarean section she had with Noah. Doubt burned away her desire and she closed her eyes.

“Don’t do that.” Mai kneeled next to her and took Dale’s hands by the wrists. She brought them to her face and nuzzled her palms. “You’re gorgeous.” Mai bent her head and pressed a kiss to her navel and then trailed a line of kisses over Dale’s body. “Absolutely gorgeous.”

Mai’s words and her kisses settled over Dale and she relaxed into her gentle touches. Her body responded to Mai’s reassurances and kisses. She lifted her hands to Mai’s shoulders and tugged her into a kiss. Mai’s languid attention fanned the flames of want in Dale’s body and soul. This. Someone who found her enough. As she was. No masks. No games. Want, raw and unfettered, surged through Dale.

Mai’s kisses transformed as her tongue teased and dipped into Dale’s mouth. She stroked her hands up and down Dale’s sides, her touch fleeting. She palmed Dale’s breast and groaned as she thumbed Dale’s nipple through the fabric.

Breaking their kiss, Mai kneeled up and stripped her shirt and jog bra off and lay over Dale. Mai’s nipples brushed over Dale’s belly as she moved over her. The warm length of her body pressed against Dale, her nipples stiff against Dale’s skin. Dale lifted her chin to give Mai access to her neck. She trembled under the brush of her lips.

The tight muscles of Mai’s ass bunched and flexed under Dale’s hands as she held tight and ground against her. Mai kissed her way along Dale’s jaw before she moved back to her mouth and possessed her, her kisses setting Dale ablaze.

Her nipples were hard against the lace of her bra and Dale pulled at Mai’s belt buckle. “Take your pants off. Now.”

Mai stood over her. After toeing off her wingtips, she tugged off her socks and tucked them into her shoes. The moon behind her shaded her face as she unbuckled her belt. The sharp clink of the buckle as it opened echoed off the lake. Mai stripped off her pants.

Dale trailed her fingers over the curve of her calf as Mai folded her pants and placed them next to Dale’s dress. “Come here, handsome.”

Mai kneeled between her legs before she bent and licked a line along her thigh and pressed her mouth to the wet triangle of fabric between Dale’s legs. She mouthed Dale’s hard clit through the thin fabric.

Dale gasped. “No.”

Mai stopped and raised her head and met Dale’s gaze.

“Not yet.” Dale reached down, fisted her hand in Mai’s hair, and tugged Mai to her.

Wrapping her arms around Mai, she rolled them over. She rose to her knees and unhooked her bra. Leaning forward, she shimmied her breasts free. Mai slid her hands up and under the straps and slipped the bra off Dale’s arms. With both hands Mai cupped and squeezed Dale’s breasts as she rubbed her thumbs over her stiff nipples. Dale arched into her touch.

Mai hummed. “Your breasts are the stuff dreams are made of.” She leaned up and caught a nipple in her mouth.

Dale’s laugh turned into a groan as Mai drew her nipple deep and sucked hard. Dale panted when Mai’s teeth grazed her skin. “Your dreams?”

Mai answered by flicking her tongue over Dale’s nipple again, sending a sharp wave of want through Dale. Fingers tightened over her other nipple as Mai rolled and tugged in a rhythm as her tongue circled Dale’s nipple.

Her panties were drenched. She rocked her hips against Mai’s tight, hard stomach.

The sensation of being exposed, the chance of being caught, and Mai’s unrelenting attentions to her breast detonated Dale’s orgasm. She dug her fingers into Mai’s silky hair and held her head in place as she rode out her pleasure. A satisfied hum from Mai vibrated against her nipple and a series of aftershocks rippled through Dale.

*

Mai savored the soft fullness of Dale’s breasts and the sharp pull on her hair as Dale came. She stroked her thick thighs as she rode out her pleasure. Dale relaxed her grip on Mai’s hair. With languorous touches she traced Mai’s face as she stared down into her eyes. She leaned forward and Mai released her nipple and nuzzled her neck. Dale hugged her tightly before she shifted to her side and stretched out.

She leaned on her elbow and pinned Mai in place with her thigh as she kissed her way along Mai’s neck. “Put your hands over your head.”

Mai lifted her hands and knotted her fingers together.

Dale’s fingertips traced tight circles over Mai’s nipple and then down her belly.

Dale covered Mai’s hands with her own, holding her in place as she took her time exploring her body with her other hand. Mai panted as Dale cupped her, fingers rubbing against her fabric-shrouded labia. Top to bottom she stroked, setting a rhythm that had the heel of her hand rubbing against Mai’s clit and made Mai desperate for more.

Dale’s weight held her in place. The sensation of being captured and held, the hint of being helpless as Dale pleasured her had Mai groaning as she struggled for more of Dale’s touch. “Please. Don’t stop. It’s so good. Don’t stop.” Mai turned her face and kissed Dale’s shoulder and her neck, anywhere her mouth could reach.

Dale slid her hand up and down. Her fingers worked Mai’s clit through the wet fabric as she restrained her with her body. She shifted her hand and her fingers tapped over Mai’s clit in a steady tattoo. The alternating sensations sent a river of desire flooding through Mai and she soaked her briefs. Dale leaned over her and kissed her, her tongue mimicking her touch. Mai cried out as Dale brought Mai off and a wave of pleasure shot through her.

Dale swallowed her groans as her fingers kept up a constant patter against Mai’s now sensitive clit. Mai yipped as Dale switched her tactics and rubbed hard against her. Mai’s body shook as she came again, and she cried out as the exquisite sensations rippled through her body. Dale groaned and shifted so she lay over Mai. She aligned their bodies and began a slow grind that had Mai gasping.

The moon lit Dale’s pale skin and her breasts swayed as she rocked against Mai. The determined set of her jaw and her purposeful movements had Mai hanging on by a string. Desperate to have Dale come over her, she clutched Dale’s shoulders and rocked beneath her, meeting her thrusts. Dale’s body juddered and her head fell back on her shoulders as she came with a shout. Mai’s orgasm followed, spurred by Dale’s thrusts. Dale covered Mai’s mouth with her own and kissed her before rolling to her side.

They lay together panting. A breeze blew over them and Dale shivered against Mai’s side. Mai wrapped her arm around Dale and flipped the edge of the blanket over them. The weight of what they had done settled over Mai and she swallowed hard. She’d crossed a line. They both had. Their breathing slowed to normal.

Dale rested her hand in the middle of Mai’s chest. “Regrets?”

“None at all.” Mai kissed the top of Dale’s head. “Other than I wish we were in a bed and didn’t have to drive home.”

Dale pushed up on one arm. She reached for her bra and put it on. “Come on. I know where there’s a great bed. They serve a pretty good breakfast too.”

“Pretty good?” Mai’s feigned distress had Dale giggling. Mai pulled her pants on, stuffed her bra in her pocket, and drew her shirt on. Dale stood up, stretched, and pulled her dress over her head. Mai folded the blanket and tucked it under her arm only to drop it when Dale drew her into a kiss and didn’t stop until Mai was gasping.