I unclasped her bra at the back and kissed my way down her shoulder and arm, pushing the strap of her bra with my lips until it fell freely to the bend of her arm, then repeated the process on the other side.

Looking at her from the top, I admired her beautiful pink nipples and the way they reached up, almost begging to be kissed. They wouldn’t have to beg for long. I dragged my lips from her collar to her perky breasts, taking one of the sensitive nubs into my mouth. She moaned, the sound turning me on that much more.

I swirled my tongue around the gorgeous blossom, gently pulling it back with my teeth, before letting go, then sucked her inside my mouth again, this time squeezing the sweet peak harder with my lips. She writhed underneath me with impatience. The scent of her need floated around us, mixed with mine. I shifted to the other side, giving the second breast as much attention as the first, molding it with my hands.

Molly pressed her pelvis higher, into my thigh. Her drenched panties left a mark on my muscle. I slid lower, prolonging our torturous arousal, leaving a column of kisses down the middle of her stomach, past her navel, until I reached the band of her panties, and I looked up.

She looked so beautiful. Her cheeks were flushed, eyes wide open and lips parted. Her short breaths of desire, when I hadn’t even started on the main course, pleased my ears. I grasped the top of her panties with my teeth and slowly pulled them off, inhaling her scent on the way down. As soon as she was bare, I went back up to the central focus point: her gorgeously glistening pussy, with a trimmed strip of hair running through the middle. She let her head fall back down on the pillow and shut her eyes. Underneath the perfectly sculpted hair, her delicate folds, all pink and juicy, were swollen, ready to burst. I’d have to find a way to make this last for her.

Parting her to the sides, I licked her from her opening all the way to the top. She quivered underneath me. I took joy in spreading her with my tongue, gently licking her swollen flesh, pulling her delicious juices higher and higher until I reached the top, and flicked her clit. She tasted like honey and desire, sweet and tender. I slid a finger inside her, gently stretching her while teasing around her tense nub. The pink hot spot swelled and I sucked it into my mouth, where I nourished it with my tongue over and over again until she was screaming my name at the top of her lungs, cumming onto my chin. I wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t get enough of her. She was delectable and open and so fucking hot and intense that I wanted to eat her out all day and all night. I added another finger, pushing it in and out of her wetness even after she guided my mouth away from her shuddering pussy.

Her hips danced to the rhythm of my continued pulses into her.

“Carter…” she moaned, her orgasm slowly settling around my fingers. “I want you.”

I gently slid my fingers out. The coating of her juices shone in the barn’s light, and I put my index in my mouth, licking her essence off, then gave her my middle finger to suck on. Her eyes were wide open. She licked it, then sucked it deep into her mouth, and I almost came. I wanted to feel her warm lips on mine. I wanted to shelter my cock inside her to feel her tightness, and so I kissed my way to her hip, then up her body.

Molly clenched the blankets at the side with her hands. Her knuckles were white. I covered her hand with mine and slowly uncoiled her fingers. She relaxed as soon as she met my gaze. Her body was flushed with heat and need and covered in sweat. I kissed her chin, then her cheeks and her mouth.

“That was… amazing. So much better than doing it on your own in the shower.”

“I hope so. Although I’d love to see you touch yourself in the shower one day.”

“Would that turn you on?”

“Molly, you have no idea in how many ways you turn me on.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, like when you kiss me just after I ate you out.”

She lifted her head and smacked her lips to mine, weaving her tongue into my mouth. This girl would be the death of me. She pulled away, satisfaction spreading on her face. “Like that?”

“Yeah, just like that.”

I shifted to hover above her. “I’m going to make love to you, Molly and I will love you until the rain stops and the sun comes up. And then I will love you again after that. Are you ready?”

“Please,” she begged.

That’s when I realized that I didn’t have a condom.

“Shit, Molly. I have to go back to the house for a condom.”

“I’m on the pill.”

“You sure?”

She nodded.

“Molly, I haven’t been with anyone since Daisy—”

Her brows scrunched. “Carter, I know you’re concerned if I’m ready, but are you?”

“Yes, definitely yes.” I knew my answer sounded desperate, but of all people, Molly knew best just how ready I was.

“Okay.”

A mutual smile connected us once more and I lined myself up at her entrance. She was slick and ready. Hot and inviting. I pushed in gently, the tip of my crown barely squeezing through as she tensed. When I kissed her nose and mouth again, Molly relaxed and I moved forward. My crown finally made it past her entrance, and Molly closed her eyes. A smile spread over her face.

I slid in slowly until I felt her end, relishing the tightness around my cock. I was afraid if I started moving she’d milk me with her pussy, and I wanted this moment to last longer than three seconds.

Keep cool, just don’t fuck it up.

I chuckled inside. Technically, a fuck wouldn’t be so bad; but today, I wanted to make love to Molly. I wanted to show her how wonderfully fulfilling sex could be. I slowly withdrew, almost to my tip, and slid back in again. On the second entrance Molly opened her gorgeous eyes. From that moment on, I couldn’t let go of her gaze. I slid in and out, feeling her squeeze around me, taking pleasure in the sounds of satisfaction that were leaving her lips. Once she started moving her hips and joined my momentum, I began to lose my cool. Her hands rested on my arms, fingers digging into my skin, hips forcing me to move faster and harder. Molly was skipping the love-making part and wanted to fuck me. I could tell that her body was in need and desperate to feel everything that I had to offer. The image of her underneath me as I loved her with all the possible sensuality that remained within me brought me undone. I came inside her, vowing to repeat this in a few minutes.

And we did. We made love that evening countless times, until the rain stopped and the sun came out only to disappear beyond the horizon.