I pounce on her, and she giggles as we roll around in the grass. I pin her under me and take a moment to admire her beautiful smile before I bend down and kiss her.

Clara moans, wrapping her arms around my waist and stroking my back. I press my body against hers, using one hand to roam across the front of her dress and squeeze her breasts.

She gasps, thrusting her hips at me and gripping me with her thighs. I wriggle against her, making her squirm.

“Hmm,” I say in a mock-disappointed tone. “I thought we were coming out here to drink champagne.”

She giggles. “The bottle is right there, if that’s what you’d rather do.”

“I think not,” I answer, giving her breast a hard squeeze so she yelps and jumps against me.

Clara puts her hands around my neck, drawing me down for a deep kiss. She bends against me, soft and warm, lapping at my mouth with her tongue. I sink down into her embrace, relaxing into the sweetness of the moment.

“Ow!” I yell, shock shooting through my body. “Did you just pinch my butt?”

She giggles. “Well, it wasn’t a woodpecker.”

“Well, okay, thank God for that. But, like, ow.”

She laughs, wriggling under me. “Fair’s fair. You want to squeeze me, I get to squeeze you, too.”

“Alright,” I say, gently rubbing my finger across her lips. “I promise to play nice from now on.”

“I don’t believe you,” she whispers, smiling as she draws me down for another kiss.

“How do I know this isn’t a trick?” I ask. “You might be planning to sabotage my manhood again.”

“You don’t,” she answers simply. “You’re at my mercy.”

I look down into her eyes for a moment, gently stroking her cheek as I admire her. “I am,” I say, leaning down to whisper in her ear. “I am completely and utterly yours.”

Clara laughs, then writhes against me, moaning as she wraps her arms and legs around my shoulders and hips. I feel her lips caress my cheek and turn my face to kiss her, drowning in her hot, eager mouth.

I relax against her, and I’m surprised when she hooks an arm against me and flips us over. She grips my shoulders, rocking back and forth on top of me with her fingers digging into my arms.

“Galen,” she murmurs, leaning down to lay a soft kiss on my lips. “You make me so happy.”

Emotion surges in me, so intense and painful that I can’t identify it. I kiss her back, running my hands along her sides and encouraging her to writhe on top of me.

“Hmm,” she hums. “It feels like you’re ready for action.”

“More than ready,” I reply.

“Good,” she answers, grinning. “That means it’s time to tease you a bit.”

She slithers backwards, flicking open the buttons of my shirt as she goes. Her cool fingers trailing across my chest make me shiver as little lines of pleasure race across my skin.

By the time she gets to my pants, my entire body has stiffened under her touch. When she grabs the zipper on my pants and yanks it open, I almost yell with the need for release.

Clara looks me over, her eyes slowly trailing over my bare chest and belly. Then she puts her hands back on the waistband of my pants and gives them a hard pull, freeing my cock.

I don’t have time to react before she lowers her head and wraps her lips around my cock. Her tongue laps around the shaft while her hot lips tease the tip, and I have to dig my hands into the grass to stop my body jerking up and down.

Clara makes a low sound of pure pleasure, as if she’s eating a delicious ice cream cone. I feel her open her mouth all the way and then sink slowly down, swallowing my cock whole.

My breath starts to burn in sharp, hard gasps. Clara braces her hands against my hips and slowly bobs her head up and down, her tongue lapping at the shaft while she devours every inch of my cock.

She leans back, bracing the base of my cock with her hands as she sucks on the tip. One hand reaches down to squeeze my balls, and my body bucks against the ground as if I’ve been given an electric shock.