upturned face.
“Stay out here with me. ” He breathed the words against her lips. “I want to see your body naked in the rain, feel the water on our skin. Come on, Jules. When are we going to have a chance to do this again?”
She started to say no, they couldn’t make love outside, but they had – more than once – and it had been amazing. He knew where her scars came from both inside and out. Suddenly hiding herself from him seemed crazy. She step away from him, grabbed the hem of her wet t-shirt and pulled it over her head, dropping it in a heap on the deck. Her panties followed, and she stood naked and unashamed in the rain.
It ran in rivulets over her skin, off the tips of her breast s, trickling down her legs like a teasing caress. Feeling brazen and powerful, she closed her eyes, raised her arms and tipped her head back to catch the rain on her face. She heard Max laugh with pleasure and then gasped as she felt his mouth, hot and demanding on the tight bud of her nipple.
She let her han ds drop to his shoulders and held onto him as he cupped her breasts and suckled her, hard and insistent, alternating from one breast to the other. When he released her nipple, warm from the heat of his mouth it immediately tightened to a hard point under the prickle of the cool rain. Hot and cold, soft and sharp, he went back and forth, teasing her as the muscles low in her belly tensed and the pleasure built.
She felt herself dissolving i n the rain, dissolving in the heat of his mouth on her body. Standing suddenly became too much work and she slid to her knees in front of him. Kneeling on the wet deck boards, she took his cock, hard and straining, all velvet covered steel in her hands and stroked. The rain provided its own lubrication and it was his turn for his head to fall back as she slid her hands over him.
Holding him in her fist, she took the tip of him into her mouth and sucked hard. His answering groan sent heat and slick arousal flooding her sex. She felt his hands in her hair and the rain falling harder, peppering her shoulders and running down her body. Julie gave herself over to the sensations and lost herself in the sheer pleasure of running her tongue over all that hard flesh, sucking the length of him deep in her mouth. She worked him hard, holding onto his hips and forgot everything but the feel of him, the increasingly demanding noises he made and the rain.
“Let me have you.” His voice came out on a groan and he reached down to lift her to her feet. “Here, Jules, let me have you here.”
Max kissed her hard, his lips punishing and she opened for him . Their tongues met in a fierce tangle that stole her breath. He pulled away with a curse and turned her around in his arms so she faced the Adirondack. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her back against him and she felt his erection and the heat of his body. He slid his hand over her rain slicked skin and found her clit swollen and ready. He rubbed small circles over the tight bundle of nerves and she felt her climax start to build.
“Now, Max, please now.” There was no thought, no worry, just the feel of him and the rain. Julie bent over the chair, resting her elbows on the flat wide arms and opened her legs for him. When she felt the tip of his cock nudging her opening, she pushed back, taking him inside her in one smooth movement. “So good, God, you feel so good.”
Max held her hips and seated himself deep inside her, rocking rather than thrusting. He drew circles with his hips that made his cock nudge all the sweet spots inside her. Her breast swung free and the water traced trails to the tips of her nipples, tickling and teasing her aching flesh. The rain was falling hard now and she felt it hitting her back and running down her face. It was cold, chilling her except for the place their bodies joined – burned together. Max thrust and she met him, pushing back, their wet skin slapping together as he drove into her.
He covered her with his
“Stay out here with me. ” He breathed the words against her lips. “I want to see your body naked in the rain, feel the water on our skin. Come on, Jules. When are we going to have a chance to do this again?”
She started to say no, they couldn’t make love outside, but they had – more than once – and it had been amazing. He knew where her scars came from both inside and out. Suddenly hiding herself from him seemed crazy. She step away from him, grabbed the hem of her wet t-shirt and pulled it over her head, dropping it in a heap on the deck. Her panties followed, and she stood naked and unashamed in the rain.
It ran in rivulets over her skin, off the tips of her breast s, trickling down her legs like a teasing caress. Feeling brazen and powerful, she closed her eyes, raised her arms and tipped her head back to catch the rain on her face. She heard Max laugh with pleasure and then gasped as she felt his mouth, hot and demanding on the tight bud of her nipple.
She let her han ds drop to his shoulders and held onto him as he cupped her breasts and suckled her, hard and insistent, alternating from one breast to the other. When he released her nipple, warm from the heat of his mouth it immediately tightened to a hard point under the prickle of the cool rain. Hot and cold, soft and sharp, he went back and forth, teasing her as the muscles low in her belly tensed and the pleasure built.
She felt herself dissolving i n the rain, dissolving in the heat of his mouth on her body. Standing suddenly became too much work and she slid to her knees in front of him. Kneeling on the wet deck boards, she took his cock, hard and straining, all velvet covered steel in her hands and stroked. The rain provided its own lubrication and it was his turn for his head to fall back as she slid her hands over him.
Holding him in her fist, she took the tip of him into her mouth and sucked hard. His answering groan sent heat and slick arousal flooding her sex. She felt his hands in her hair and the rain falling harder, peppering her shoulders and running down her body. Julie gave herself over to the sensations and lost herself in the sheer pleasure of running her tongue over all that hard flesh, sucking the length of him deep in her mouth. She worked him hard, holding onto his hips and forgot everything but the feel of him, the increasingly demanding noises he made and the rain.
“Let me have you.” His voice came out on a groan and he reached down to lift her to her feet. “Here, Jules, let me have you here.”
Max kissed her hard, his lips punishing and she opened for him . Their tongues met in a fierce tangle that stole her breath. He pulled away with a curse and turned her around in his arms so she faced the Adirondack. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her back against him and she felt his erection and the heat of his body. He slid his hand over her rain slicked skin and found her clit swollen and ready. He rubbed small circles over the tight bundle of nerves and she felt her climax start to build.
“Now, Max, please now.” There was no thought, no worry, just the feel of him and the rain. Julie bent over the chair, resting her elbows on the flat wide arms and opened her legs for him. When she felt the tip of his cock nudging her opening, she pushed back, taking him inside her in one smooth movement. “So good, God, you feel so good.”
Max held her hips and seated himself deep inside her, rocking rather than thrusting. He drew circles with his hips that made his cock nudge all the sweet spots inside her. Her breast swung free and the water traced trails to the tips of her nipples, tickling and teasing her aching flesh. The rain was falling hard now and she felt it hitting her back and running down her face. It was cold, chilling her except for the place their bodies joined – burned together. Max thrust and she met him, pushing back, their wet skin slapping together as he drove into her.
He covered her with his
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