Page 74 of Yours and Mine (Friends with Benefits)

“Relax, Jo.” Nick’s eyes sparkled with devilish lust. “No one knows about me eating you out at night.”

Jesus, that alone made me want to drop my panties and lift my skirt. Could I? I waved a bit of air over my face, trying to cool off.

I swiveled on my foot to face him. “‘For reals’? Who says ‘for reals’?”

“I’ll explain later.”

What was there to explain?

“You better hurry with that dough if you want me to fuck you from behind,” he whispered in my ear, winked, and left. I stood speechless for a moment, still shocked by what had happened in the last five minutes, wondering where Nick got that dirty mouth from. He had come back a new man, and I liked it. In the span of five days, my boring life had turned from ordinary and predictable to rousingly exciting – thrilling, in fact – and hot. Definitely hot.

Nick resumed his work with my father outside. At the pace they were putting up that drywall, the new bakery would be standing tall in a week. The new counters, mixers, freezers, and shelves my father had bought with the insurance money we received from the tornado were arriving in four days. Then the construction on this house would start and we’d finally have an official dining room and a family room with a fireplace.

I kneaded until my fingers hurt. Once done, I ran upstairs, showered, changed, stocked up the front, checked my emails to see if I’d heard from the web developer, and then waited for Nick outside on the porch. I didn’t think he’d get ready that quick, but as soon as he did, he took my hand, we waved to our parents, and left. My father let us take the truck.

The day was hot, and sweat began sticking the shirt to my back and the seat to my shirt. While Carter’s house was only ten minutes’ walking distance, we didn’t want to waste precious time on our feet. Preferably, I’d be on my back, or maybe my hands and knees?

“Okay, where are we going?”

“To Carter’s,” he teased.

“Come on. You forget that I know you better than anyone.”

“You do, don’t you?”

“And, you just passed the street that goes to Carter’s house.”

“Hmm, right. I did, didn’t I?”

“Nick!”

“There’s a clearing in the forest on the other side of the lake; I remember my father taking me fishing there when I was young. He said it’s a special place because no one knows about it, and it’s where all the fish hang out.”

“I thought you didn’t know how to fish.”

“I don’t. It was the only time my father tried to teach me, but each slippery sucker got away.”

“Then why would we be going fishing?” I asked, somewhat confused.

“We’re not, babe. We’re going to a spot no one knows about. A spot where you can scream all you want.” My thighs tightened. The expectation began to build inside of me as soon as he said the word ‘scream.’ I still had a difficult time believing that this handsome man was mine.

Nick pulled into the clearing. For a moment, as he was driving along an unpaved road in the woods, I’d been afraid that we’d get lost. I stepped out on the grass and walked toward the shore. Behind us, the forest sealed off the entrance. He was right: unless someone knew about this spot, no one would ever find it.

The breeze was calm, creating a few ripples on the otherwise glass-like lake. I felt his arms snake around from behind me, skim over my hips, and splay flat out over my stomach before reaching for my breasts. Nick wasn’t wasting any time.

“Lift your dress, baby.”

I did as he asked, sticking my ass outward and bending over. I braced my arms on the boulder formation in front of me, wondering what he’d do next. Nick unbuckled his jeans and reached inside to free himself. The motion was so hot that I felt a drip inside my panties. I watched him take himself into his hand and stroke his already-hard dick. My hands itched to touch him, yet watching him like this was so much better. I licked my lips, flipped over on the rock so that my back rested against it, lifted my skirt up, spread my legs wide for him to see, and reached into my panties. He stilled for a moment, as if unsure of my intent. I just wanted to touch myself. I wanted him to see what he was doing to me. The corner of his mouth lifted, and Nick continued the strokes over his length. My pussy was throbbing, wanting to feel him inside me, but this… us exposing ourselves to each other, was beyond erotic. Up until now, I’d only seen him at night. He took a step closer. I concentrated on the pulsing vein that ran along his length. Nick could barely wrap his hand around himself; I knew that I couldn’t. My thumb never managed to touch the tips of my fingers when I pumped him.

I shimmied out of my panties, turned back around, and lifted my ass on full display for him, my hand now between my pussy and the rock, rubbing quicker.

“You’re driving me crazy, Jo.”

“I’m expecting a good fuck, Nicholas.”

“Nicholas? Well, then how can I say no to that? But first…”

Without a warning he was down on his knees, licking my wet slit from behind, pulling his tongue all the way from my opening up to my ass.

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