Page 71 of Dirty Play

Thankfully, they just passed out cake, and Gwen’s heading back from talking with Kylie and my mom. This is the perfect time to sneak off for a bit.

“You okay?” she asks as she walks back to me with a drink in hand for each of us.

“I am much better now that you’re here,” I tell her, leaning down and stealing a kiss, loving the soft mewls she makes as my tongue slips between her lips. My cock starts to harden, already craving her. It’s been weeks since I’ve been inside her, and I’m dying to spend the night showing her just how much I love her. I’m desperate to feel her fall apart around me, to make sure she knows she’ll always be home when she’s with me.

“Slow your roll, Mr. Williams. There are children around.” She smiles, but I can see the blush on her cheeks, and by the way she’s squeezing her legs together, I can tell she’s as affected by me as I am by her.

“About that, can I take you somewhere? I want to show you something,” I say to her. My voice sounds more uneasy than I had hoped, but I can’t help but be a little nervous.

What if she doesn’t feel the same way? What if this is all for show because my family is around, and when we get back home, she breaks my heart? Should I wait until?

No.

It happens tonight.

“Won’t people notice?” she asks nervously, but I just laugh.

“Have you looked around? I’m pretty sure everyone from town is here. My parents won’t even notice. And I don’t really give a shit if anyone else does,” I tell her with a shrug.

Her eyes twinkle as she looks up at me, her tongue darting out to lick those lips I desperately want on mine. But I want to talk to her, I need to tell her, and then hopefully the next time I kiss her, she’ll know how much I love her.

“Lead the way,” she says as she places her hand in mine.

The sound of the river has always been soothing to me. Any time I was upset or frustrated when growing up, I would end up coming out here. I would usually just throw rocks into the river, but it was always enough to take my mind off everything and just be.

Some of my best thinking was done in this spot, some of my best listening too.

“What is this place?” Gwen asks, sitting in the back of the 4Runner, her feet dangling as she looks up at me, curiosity filling those dark green eyes.

“When I was younger, I used to come out here. With Veronica. It kind of became our little hideout. She told me that she found this spot one day after she got frustrated with our parents for some reason or another and decided to go on a walk. After that, any time I got frustrated, I would come here.”

“It’s beautiful out here, I can see why this would be your peaceful spot,” Gwen says as she kicks her legs back and forth, her dress slowly sliding up with each pass until I can see more of her legs and I’m just dying to spread her wide.

Stay focused, Cade.

“It was my spot growing up, but now it’s not the only place that I find peace,” I tell her, hoping she can feel the sincerity in my words. “Gwen, when I’m with you, I feel the same peace that I felt here growing up, my brain can stop being so loud, and I can actually think, can actually feel.” I watch her eyes start to widen at my declaration, but I’m not done.

I won’t leave this spot until she knows I’m in love with her.

“You drive me crazy, but before you, I was merely existing. Even before we became us, back when we were just friends, you still brought me to life. The time I spent with you would be the highlight of my month. Look… what I’m trying to say is that without you, I’m a shell of a man. With you, I’m alive. I feel like I can breathe for the first time in a long time. I’ve fallen in love with you, Gwen Murphy, and I’m tired of fighting it.”

She lets out a soft whimper as my lips crash into hers for a quick kiss before I drop to my knees in the middle of her dangling legs.

“What are you doing?” she asks, her voice barely a whisper.

“Proving to you in another way how much I love you,” I tell her, gripping her panties and sliding them off, putting them in my pocket with a wink. The music from the party can still be heard here, but we’re far enough away that I know no one will find us.

Not that I’d exactly care, I just don’t want anyone else seeing her like this.

I start pressing kisses up her thighs as my hands adjust her dress, opening the center slit just enough to show me her pretty pussy, bare and glistening. She’s already so wet for me.

“Is all of this for me?” I ask, as I slide one finger through her core, dragging her wetness down her thighs. With my tongue, I follow the path, lapping it up as I make my way to her pussy. “Answer me, Tink,” I demand.

“Yes… it’s all for you,” she croaks out as my tongue flattens, sliding from her center all the way to her clit, her screams only pushing me to go harder, rougher, giving her exactly what she needs.

“Good girl,” I growl. I turn my head and bite down on her inner thigh, earning me a yelp that morphs into a moan as I press my tongue against her clit.

I make slow movements, my tongue flat as I explore her, taste her, doing everything I can to get her ready. When I think she’s close, I stop. Standing up, I unbutton my pants, slide my zipper down, and pull my cock out, precum already glistening at the tip.

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