he’d brought along.
“ I can’t believe you put all of this together,” she said, looking over at Roman and the basket of food he’d brought along.
She’d worn one of her favorite jean skirts and white tops, along with an old pair of boots so she could rush through the fields and meet him at the spot he’d picked out. They sat near the edge of the lake behind their house, where no doubt the rest of their family was sitting around the television, arguing about what they were going to watch.
He smiled over at her as he opened the bottle of spring water and poured her some into the plastic glass. “I wanted tonight to be special.”
She couldn’t get over how handsome he looked in the moonlight. It was the end of the summer and his hair had turned a pale blond from its naturally darker tint. He’d let it grow out a little, which had caused the ends to have a slight curl. She loved running her fingers through it as they stole kisses.
She blushed remembering the first time his lips had brushed up against her own.
“ Here,” he said, handing her the glass. The water did little to quench the thirst she felt when she watched him. Her entire body felt like it was on fire and by looking at him, she knew he felt the same way.
“ Roman.” She glanced back towards the house.
“ No,” he broke into her thoughts. “Don’t think about that.” He frowned at her, setting her glass down and pulling her closer. “Not tonight. We’re just two people. Under the stars. Who want to be with one another.” His eyes begged her to understand. So she nodded her head slightly.
When his lips covered hers, she instantly shut down the part of her mind that felt guilty. How could something so right not be right?
His fingers dug softly into her shoulders as he pulled her down onto the blanket. Her breath hitched when they moved slowly over her breasts, covering her until she felt her heart beat into his hands.
A moan escaped her lips when he trailed kisses down her neck, behind her ear, until she felt him unbuttoning her blouse. She arched for him, wanting to feel the warmth of his hand against her skin.
“ Please,” she begged, not understanding her own needs. “I need…”
“ What?” His voice sounded low, a rumble next to her skin, causing goose bumps to rise over her exposed flesh. “Tell me what you need.”
“ You,” she said, pulling him back up to her until his mouth covered her own. “Just you.”
He shook his head as he looked down at her. “I don’t want to stop this time.” His eyes bore into hers.
“ No.” She smiled up at him, knowing that she’d been too afraid of being caught last time. This time, there was no one around. No reason to not take what she wanted. What she needed. To show him how she felt. “Don’t stop.”
His eyes searched hers, and then he was kissing her again, his hands moving faster as she held onto him. She felt the need build in her when he hiked up her skirt and slid her panties down her legs. Reaching up, she helped him pull his shirt over his head and sighed as she traced her fingers over the lean, tan muscles. She’d always appreciated his body, had always desired it.
He scanned over her now. She was lying on the old blanket in only her white bra and jean skirt that was hiked up to just below her hips. His hands slowly traveled over her legs until they pushed the skirt up more. Her eyes closed on a moan when he covered her sex and started rubbing his thumb over her.
Her nails dug into the soft blanket when he pushed a finger gently into her as his other hand lay flat across her stomach. Her hips jumped as he dipped farther into her, circling, moving in a pattern that drove her slowly nuts.
“ Roman,” she cried out when she felt she could no longer hold out for him.
“ Come,” he said next to her ear. “Come for me.”
She moaned and dug her nails into his bare shoulders as he covered her and slid slowly into her. She had never imagined anything being
“ I can’t believe you put all of this together,” she said, looking over at Roman and the basket of food he’d brought along.
She’d worn one of her favorite jean skirts and white tops, along with an old pair of boots so she could rush through the fields and meet him at the spot he’d picked out. They sat near the edge of the lake behind their house, where no doubt the rest of their family was sitting around the television, arguing about what they were going to watch.
He smiled over at her as he opened the bottle of spring water and poured her some into the plastic glass. “I wanted tonight to be special.”
She couldn’t get over how handsome he looked in the moonlight. It was the end of the summer and his hair had turned a pale blond from its naturally darker tint. He’d let it grow out a little, which had caused the ends to have a slight curl. She loved running her fingers through it as they stole kisses.
She blushed remembering the first time his lips had brushed up against her own.
“ Here,” he said, handing her the glass. The water did little to quench the thirst she felt when she watched him. Her entire body felt like it was on fire and by looking at him, she knew he felt the same way.
“ Roman.” She glanced back towards the house.
“ No,” he broke into her thoughts. “Don’t think about that.” He frowned at her, setting her glass down and pulling her closer. “Not tonight. We’re just two people. Under the stars. Who want to be with one another.” His eyes begged her to understand. So she nodded her head slightly.
When his lips covered hers, she instantly shut down the part of her mind that felt guilty. How could something so right not be right?
His fingers dug softly into her shoulders as he pulled her down onto the blanket. Her breath hitched when they moved slowly over her breasts, covering her until she felt her heart beat into his hands.
A moan escaped her lips when he trailed kisses down her neck, behind her ear, until she felt him unbuttoning her blouse. She arched for him, wanting to feel the warmth of his hand against her skin.
“ Please,” she begged, not understanding her own needs. “I need…”
“ What?” His voice sounded low, a rumble next to her skin, causing goose bumps to rise over her exposed flesh. “Tell me what you need.”
“ You,” she said, pulling him back up to her until his mouth covered her own. “Just you.”
He shook his head as he looked down at her. “I don’t want to stop this time.” His eyes bore into hers.
“ No.” She smiled up at him, knowing that she’d been too afraid of being caught last time. This time, there was no one around. No reason to not take what she wanted. What she needed. To show him how she felt. “Don’t stop.”
His eyes searched hers, and then he was kissing her again, his hands moving faster as she held onto him. She felt the need build in her when he hiked up her skirt and slid her panties down her legs. Reaching up, she helped him pull his shirt over his head and sighed as she traced her fingers over the lean, tan muscles. She’d always appreciated his body, had always desired it.
He scanned over her now. She was lying on the old blanket in only her white bra and jean skirt that was hiked up to just below her hips. His hands slowly traveled over her legs until they pushed the skirt up more. Her eyes closed on a moan when he covered her sex and started rubbing his thumb over her.
Her nails dug into the soft blanket when he pushed a finger gently into her as his other hand lay flat across her stomach. Her hips jumped as he dipped farther into her, circling, moving in a pattern that drove her slowly nuts.
“ Roman,” she cried out when she felt she could no longer hold out for him.
“ Come,” he said next to her ear. “Come for me.”
She moaned and dug her nails into his bare shoulders as he covered her and slid slowly into her. She had never imagined anything being
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