I lose myself in pleasuring her, alternating between long, languid strokes and quick flicks of my tongue. Her thighs tremble on either side of my head as I bring her closer to the edge. When I slip two fingers inside her, curling them at just the right angle, she cries out.
"Oh god, yes!" she shouts.
Her back arches off the bed as she comes undone, waves of pleasure washing over her. I continue my ministrations,drawing out her orgasm until she gently pushes my head away, oversensitive.
I crawl back up her body, every luscious inch of her along the way. When I reach her lips, Meredith pulls me in for a passionate kiss, tasting herself on my tongue. Her hands roam over my back, nails lightly scratching.
"My turn," she purrs, flipping us over.
She straddles my hips and rocks against me teasingly, the wet heat of her core sliding along my length. I groan, gripping her waist with my hands.
"Mer, please," I beg, desperate to be inside her.
She smirks, clearly enjoying having me at her mercy. "What do you want, Ryan?"
"You," I breathe. "Always you."
With agonizing slowness, she sinks down onto me. We both moan at the sensation of finally being joined. Meredith begins to move, setting a languid pace that has me gritting my teeth with the effort to hold back. I don't want to go off until she does. Her hips roll in a mesmerizing rhythm, and I'm transfixed by the sight of her above me, bathed in moonlight streaming through the bungalow's windows.
"God, you're perfect," I murmur, running my hands up her sides to cup her breasts.
She leans into my touch, increasing her tempo. "So are you."
I thrust up to meet her, matching her rhythm, our gasps and shouts filling the room, growing louder every moment. The sound of skin slapping on skin mingles with our moans and grunts. Meredith braces her hands on my chest, using the leverage to ride me harder.
"Ryan," she gasps. "I'm almost there."
I push a hand between us, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves that I know will push her over the edge. Her movementsbecome erratic as I circle her clit with my thumb, rubbing it roughly. Meredith's head falls back, her mouth open in a silent cry of ecstasy. I can feel her inner walls fluttering around me, bringing me closer to the edge.
"Let go, baby," I encourage, increasing the pressure of my fingers. "I've got you."
With a keening moan, Meredith comes undone above me. The sight of her in the throes of passion, combined with the rhythmic clenching of her body around mine, sends me over the edge. I thrust up twice more, harder than ever, then bury myself deep inside her as I follow her into that blissful release.
We stay connected for a moment, both of us panting and trembling with aftershocks. A sheen of sweat glistens on our bodies. Meredith collapses onto my chest, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her close. I press a tender kiss to her forehead as we lay tangled together, our breathing slowly returning to normal. The gentle ocean breeze drifts through the open windows, cooling our flushed skin.
Meredith traces lazy patterns on my chest, a contented sigh escaping her lips. "That was unbelievable. You never cease to amaze me with your sexual prowess."
"Same for me," I reply, tightening my arms around her. "You give me more kinds of pleasure than I knew existed."
We fall into a comfortable silence, basking in the afterglow. As I run my fingers through her silky hair, a thought occurs to me. "Hey Mer, remember that hidden ledge we heard about?"
She props herself up on an elbow. "Of course. We still haven't gotten around to exploring that."
"Why don't we make that our mission for tomorrow?" I suggest, tracing lazy circles on her back. "We could pack a picnic, make a whole day of it."
The excitement in her expression is adorable. "Oh, that sounds perfect! I've been dying to see what's on the other side of that waterfall."
"I know. You've been talking about it non-stop since I told you about it."
"Can you blame me? A hidden world just waiting to be discovered...it's like something out of a storybook."
I pull her closer, nuzzling her hair. "As long as I'm with you, every day feels like an adventure."
"When did you get so sappy, Mr. Kimble?"
"When I met you, Mrs. Kimble." I kiss her forehead. "On the day I first saw you, when you were ripping your clothes off and grinning like a kid in a candy store, that's when I melted into a sappy puddle for you."
She wriggles on the mattress, getting into position to sit up facing me. "So, what do you think we'll find behind that waterfall? Maybe some ancient ruins? Or a tribe of people who've never seen the outside world?"