into the tendon in the center and she groaned.
“Oh, God, that feels so good,” she moaned. She shifted restlessly next to his body, though as carefully as possibly so she wouldn’t tip them over, and stretched a little more of her leg across his body.
Jane loved summertime for many, many reasons; the hot weather, the fresh vegetables from her garden, the beautiful sight and fragrance of flowers in the landscape, and most of all the longer hours of daylight. It was nearing nine and there were still pink streamers reaching far across the southern sky. The afternoon had not been overly oppressive with heat, and a nice breeze had kicked in just before she pulled the salmon off the grill.
She had a marvelous garden full of green beans, sweet sugar snap peas, half a dozen varieties of tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchini, peppers, corn, and a lush herb garden. Lucas had had his choice of veggies, and he’d chosen corn, green beans and tomatoes. Jane marinated the tomatoes in the recipe of an old family friend, with olive oil, lemon juice, garlic, oregano, and salt and pepper. Lucas had taken a really long shower, and Jane suspected he’d needed the solitude. So, she’d taken advantage of the extra time and made homemade cornbread and minted iced tea.
The whole dinner had been a culinary masterpiece. Lucas moaned with every few bites of food, and at first blushed at his enthusiastic response but eventually figured she was pleased. After a while he didn’t care. They’d finished off two bottles of cold Prosecco during their leisurely dinner. It had been a perfect aphrodisiac.
“Look,” he said and pointed towards the sky. “That’s Pegasus. And there’s Lyra, and over there...that’s Cassiopeia.”
“Hold on.” She stood up.
Lucas shifted his hands to grab the edges of the hammock so it wouldn’t dump him.
“Move over.” She nudged his hip and bent over him to crawl back onto the hammock. This time, though, she lined up her legs with his and laid down at his side so she could rest her cheek against the steady beat of his heart. She smiled when she heard his heart rate quicken. He sucked in a quick breath.
“Is this okay?” she pressed her hand to the center of his chest so she could lift up to look him in the eye.
Lucas smiled and nodded, and then pulled her down against his body, settling her tightly against him. He planted a foot on the ground so he could rock them. Jane sighed and closed her eyes and enjoyed the cool breeze on her arms. After their showers, Jane had dressed in a simple, crisp white sundress, which left her shoulders and arms bare…along with the rest of her.
Lucas rubbed his big, warm palms down her toned arms. “Have I told you how lovely you look tonight?” His deep voice rumbled in his chest, tickling her cheek. Normally when they were together, she was sweaty and wearing exercise clothes—not that she didn’t look totally edible then…but now…she looked wonderful in the outfit, and the crisp white cotton showed off the healthy, golden glow of her skin. She smelled so fresh and clean. He couldn’t help but enjoy the feel of her firm, round breasts pressing against his ribs. Lord, they would fill his hands nicely. He had to force himself all night to keep his eyes above her shoulders; her tight little nipples had been reaching for him all night. His mouth watered even now. But in the hammock, with his drowsy lady love, Lucas was in heaven. He gently rubbed her back, loving the feeling of the warm skin of her back.
They lay quietly in the night, serenaded by the tree frogs, the cicadas and the crickets. For a few minutes he thought she might be sleeping, she was so still. But he was tired of being subtle. So he shifted his arm and used his fingers to trace the firm skin along her back, feeling the feminine lines of her body.
Jane murmured against his neck and shifted against him restlessly. He grew bolder in his strokes, and
“Oh, God, that feels so good,” she moaned. She shifted restlessly next to his body, though as carefully as possibly so she wouldn’t tip them over, and stretched a little more of her leg across his body.
Jane loved summertime for many, many reasons; the hot weather, the fresh vegetables from her garden, the beautiful sight and fragrance of flowers in the landscape, and most of all the longer hours of daylight. It was nearing nine and there were still pink streamers reaching far across the southern sky. The afternoon had not been overly oppressive with heat, and a nice breeze had kicked in just before she pulled the salmon off the grill.
She had a marvelous garden full of green beans, sweet sugar snap peas, half a dozen varieties of tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchini, peppers, corn, and a lush herb garden. Lucas had had his choice of veggies, and he’d chosen corn, green beans and tomatoes. Jane marinated the tomatoes in the recipe of an old family friend, with olive oil, lemon juice, garlic, oregano, and salt and pepper. Lucas had taken a really long shower, and Jane suspected he’d needed the solitude. So, she’d taken advantage of the extra time and made homemade cornbread and minted iced tea.
The whole dinner had been a culinary masterpiece. Lucas moaned with every few bites of food, and at first blushed at his enthusiastic response but eventually figured she was pleased. After a while he didn’t care. They’d finished off two bottles of cold Prosecco during their leisurely dinner. It had been a perfect aphrodisiac.
“Look,” he said and pointed towards the sky. “That’s Pegasus. And there’s Lyra, and over there...that’s Cassiopeia.”
“Hold on.” She stood up.
Lucas shifted his hands to grab the edges of the hammock so it wouldn’t dump him.
“Move over.” She nudged his hip and bent over him to crawl back onto the hammock. This time, though, she lined up her legs with his and laid down at his side so she could rest her cheek against the steady beat of his heart. She smiled when she heard his heart rate quicken. He sucked in a quick breath.
“Is this okay?” she pressed her hand to the center of his chest so she could lift up to look him in the eye.
Lucas smiled and nodded, and then pulled her down against his body, settling her tightly against him. He planted a foot on the ground so he could rock them. Jane sighed and closed her eyes and enjoyed the cool breeze on her arms. After their showers, Jane had dressed in a simple, crisp white sundress, which left her shoulders and arms bare…along with the rest of her.
Lucas rubbed his big, warm palms down her toned arms. “Have I told you how lovely you look tonight?” His deep voice rumbled in his chest, tickling her cheek. Normally when they were together, she was sweaty and wearing exercise clothes—not that she didn’t look totally edible then…but now…she looked wonderful in the outfit, and the crisp white cotton showed off the healthy, golden glow of her skin. She smelled so fresh and clean. He couldn’t help but enjoy the feel of her firm, round breasts pressing against his ribs. Lord, they would fill his hands nicely. He had to force himself all night to keep his eyes above her shoulders; her tight little nipples had been reaching for him all night. His mouth watered even now. But in the hammock, with his drowsy lady love, Lucas was in heaven. He gently rubbed her back, loving the feeling of the warm skin of her back.
They lay quietly in the night, serenaded by the tree frogs, the cicadas and the crickets. For a few minutes he thought she might be sleeping, she was so still. But he was tired of being subtle. So he shifted his arm and used his fingers to trace the firm skin along her back, feeling the feminine lines of her body.
Jane murmured against his neck and shifted against him restlessly. He grew bolder in his strokes, and
Similar Books
