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Our mouths crash together, and time comes to a standstill. Nothing matters apart from my exploration of Erin’s mouth.
She wants this as bad as I do. Her lips come apart, and she moans when our tongues touch. Her hands fly to my hair as if she desperately needs something to hold on to.
I grab her ass and pick her up without breaking our delicious kiss, and Erin’s legs fold around my waist.
“I’ve wanted to do that since the moment I saw you in my aerobics class,” I tell her.
She laughs. “Even though I was all sweaty and panting?”
“That’s how I like you,” I say with a mischievous grin. “And if you’re ready, I’ll make you pant even harder.”
Her mouth finds mine in reply, and I can’t imagine wanting to feel anyone else’s lips on mine from now on. The warmth of her hands permeates through me as she slowly slides them over my arms.
“I’m ready for this,” she says. “Except...”
I meet her gaze. “Tell me.”
“I don’t have a lot of experience. So don’t be surprised if I’m not any good.”
I lower her onto my parked motorcycle and brush a strand of hair out of her face. “I want nothing more than to be with you, Erin. You can call the shots. Tell me what you like, what you don’t. I’ll make it all happen for you.”
Her eyes grow wild, and she pulls me to her.
I break our kiss. “Don’t you want to go home?”
She shakes her head. “I can’t wait. Don’t want to wait. I need to feel you.”
Blood rushes to my cock. “Here? Out in the open? What if someone sees us?”
“You told me yourself no one ever comes here.” She fists my suit jacket, pulling me close to her warm body. It only takes her a moment before she discards the garment. I guess we’re not waiting for a soft bed.
Her shaky hands reach for the buttons of my shirt. One by one, they pop open. Her hands roam my chest, and I’ve never felt more desirable than I do under her touch.
I bend down, grabbing my jacket and placing it under her head so the steering wheel doesn’t poke her. I slide her dress up until I’m met with her black undies. “Can I?”
She nods furiously. “You don’t have to ask. I’m yours to do with as you please.”
My erection is pressing against my suit pants. I want to have her, but she will always come first. Literally and figuratively.
I hook my fingers into her panties and pull them down, putting them in my pocket so they don’t fall on the dirty forest ground.
“I shaved for you before our date. I hoped this would happen,” she says, pushing her hips in the air so I can have a good long look.
Her mound is smooth and gleaming, and I wonder what her breasts look like. I want the full picture.
It’s almost like we’re communicating without saying a word because she pulls her dress over her head. I let my hand travel from her glorious center to her black bra. She arches her back for me and moans.
Her bra unclasps on the front. It only takes one flick of my finger for it to burst open, revealing her big tits.
Fuck. Round, brown nipples resembling two hard pebbles adorn the center of her breasts.
My eyes feast on her body. The way she’s spread out naked and wet for me on my bike makes me delirious. My dick pulses, longing to break free. The moonlight bounces off her curves, and I bend forward until my mouth hovers above one of her hard nipples. I lick my lips, my breath getting heavier with every passing second.
An animalistic sound escapes her lips as my tongue lands on her tit. First, I draw big circles around her nipple, taking my time to tease her. Then, I lick her nipple, and she instinctively pushes her hips further in the air. I use my other hand to pinch her right nipple.
“Please,” she begs. “I want to feel you everywhere.”
“All in good time,” I tell her, mouth full of tit. “Has anyone ever touched you like this? Tell me,” I demand.
She bites her lip and shakes her head.
“Good.”
I lift my mouth from her breasts and take them in my hands, kneading until she’s crying out my name. “Jason, you’re making me so wet.”
I release one of her breasts and snake my hand down to her center. Fucking hell, she’s right. Her wetness drips on the saddle of my bike. I go straight for her, dipping my finger into her soaking wet pussy.
She whimpers, and I turn up the speed a notch. I drag my finger in and out of her, skimming her clit every time.
She fists my hair. “You’re going to make me come.”
I let go of her and grin. “Not like this.”
“Please, Jason, don’t stop,” she begs.
I grab her hips and turn her body toward me. Her feet barely touch the ground. She balances herself on her elbows, and the sight would drive any guy insane. Her curvy, panting body propped up against my bike is more than any fantasy I could’ve dreamed up myself. She’s wearing nothing but her heels, and I wish I could take a snapshot of this fucking amazing moment.
“Who said anything about stopping?” I say as I push her legs further apart.
She throws her head back, her arms trembling. The words spilling from her mouth are illegible, but I assume they’re cries of pleasure.
I lower myself to my knees and grab her hips with both hands. My breath is on her clit, and by the sounds she’s making, she loves it.
My tongue touches her nub. She whimpers and bucks so hard that I’m afraid my bike will topple over, but there’s no stopping this now. I need to taste her.
With eager lips, I suck her swollen clit. When she’s on the verge of coming, I pull back and plant my tongue inside her pussy. I slowly pull back, licking from her inner to her outer lips.
“Please, Jason, I need to come.”
I stop teasing her and suck on her clit while pushing three fingers inside her. Her body contracts, and she comes, squirting her juices into my mouth. She clenches and shudders against my face, her skin flushed and warm.
“Thank you,” she pants. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.”
I plant kisses on her full lips. “The pleasure is all mine, Erin.”
“That was the first time I ever had an orgasm that I didn’t cause myself.” She smiles a mischievous grin at me. “And now I want to do something else I’ve never done.”
“Oh, yeah? What’s that?”
“I want to ride you, Jason.”
My name on her lips drives me insane.
She grabs our clothes and places them on the ground while I quickly put on a condom. I lie down, and she crawls on top of me, offering me an even better view than the one I often come here for. Naked, curvy, wet Erin is all I’ll ever need.